I can still recall that day as if it where only yesterday. I had stared at him with eyes of adoration, admiration, of love. Back then their was so much to love.
Matt was never really the sweet type, didn't' throw around nice words just because he could, he was genuine always had been. Smart, that's another thing about Matthew he was by far the sharpest tool in the shed. There had always been something about him, something unexplainable that just drew me to him and as I got older I realized what it was, it was the Mating pull, drawing me to my soul mate, my lover, my protector.
I had always adored Matt, but that day was different, I had finally been given permission to love him. That day, I found out we were engaged, after years of crushing on him, I could finally admit my love to him. Even as a child, I knew that I was lucky to be engaged to such a handsome and powerful boy. No...not a boy, a man.
As I made my way to him that faithful day he turned and smiled. Our eyes connecting for the briefest of moments, then suddenly , his eyes widened, and he mouthed the word that would ultimately change my world forever: Mate.
Our family wanted us to be together. The whole pack believed our mating to be a 'match made in heaven', the Gods rewarding our good faith, our wonderful pack. However Matt was eighteen and I only twelve, we were not permitted to be together but I didn't care. I still loved him. Then one day he left. For three very long years Matthew was away from my side, off to train to be the perfect Alpha, and when I turned fifteen, he would come back and we would marry.
Even after the three years my love for him didn't wither. We had written to each other back and forth for two years, and I felt that, one day, we would be very happy together. The last year, though, I hadn't heard anything from him, but I was assured by his father that it was because he was in intense training and really had no time to do anything but train. A week later it was announced that Matt was coming home to replace his father as Alpha. After three more weeks the waiting was finally over.
My fifteen birthday a thing of the past meant that I was old enough to marry, there couldn't have been a happier person that day.
Though things did not work in my favor because the day he came back their was a girl hanging on his arm with a wicked smile on her face.
Oh how my heart broke at the sight..."Matt?"
Matthew turned to me and smiled, and relief washed over me. "Hey, there, Laina."
I smiled and stepped forward to hug him, but suddenly their was an outstretched arm between me and my love. I looked down to the hand that had prevented me from hugging my mate. It belonged to a red-haired girl, who was hanging much too close to my mate. A sickly sweet smile plastered on my face I told the girl to " please move, I'd like to hug my mate".
She snickered "Sorry, sweetie, he's taken."
I blinked. A slow genuine smile appearing on my face, and a slow rumble of laughter escaping my throat. What ridiculous words. "My you're funny"
"What do you mean 'funny'?" Mrs. Redhead asked.
"He can't be taken because he's my mate!" Gosh was that not obvious from my previous statement.
"What?" she shrieked, while my sensitive ears made me cringe at the sound.
"He can't be your mate! You're only a child and anyway were engaged," she said hurriedly and barely understandable. She smiled and took hold of Matthews hand.
Anger was rushing through my veins my blood starting to boil, my wolf annoyed at the thought of another touching what was ours and only ours. I could hear my wolfs inner howls, clawing to get out. I took a step forward and grabbed Red-Head by the collar pulling her down to my level. "Listen, you little slut--" however mid sentence I was interrupted by a sudden tug on my shirt that sent me flying back.
"Don't talk to your soon-to-be Alpha female like that!" Matt yelled. Red splotches on his face from anger.
What!? I looked up at Matt hoping to see a joking smile because this couldn't possibly be true. Matt stared me down, menacing anger in his eyes, his arms planted at his side, hands balled into fists. My eyes drifted down from his tone of power willing me into submission then they drifted to Red's hand and there it was, a big, beautiful ring on her finger. I lifted my head back so quickly that a sharp pain shot through my neck. It was ignored as I looked up from the ring to Matt. Pleading with my eyes for it to not be true, for it to be some twisted joke. "But...you and I were supposed to be together" The words where barely audible to my ears, I had stammered them out while willing myself not to cry.
Matt shook his head and sighed. "I'm sorry. I came back to announce my engagement with Marie, not to be with you. Please understand."
A tear fell down my cheek, and, soon, many more followed. I was silently sobbing to myself. "You expect me to understand what exactly? That you want to marry this girl? That I didn't mean enough to you to get a decent explanation of why you're rejecting me?"
"I'm sorry." He did look sorry, but that just made it worse because there was nothing in his face that showed any emotion, besides pity. There was no love or lust.
It was like he couldn't even feel our pull, "But...I love you."
Tearsdrops that felt like acid ran down my cheeks. The insides of my mouth bleeding From my biting. I could taste my blood mixed with my saliva.
He shook his head and sighed, "You're a child. You don't know what love is. You just have a crush. When you grow up, you'll understand."
Matthew had Rejected me, he had embarrassed me, thrown me aside like trash. The anger in me had been deadly and I all to willing to act on it. But when about to pounce I registered his face, his qualities, the love I had always had, still had and I could not bring myself to hurt him.
That was the day it all begun.
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RomantizmI was fairly happy with the life I lived. I had never known what it was like to lie, or be lied to. I had never been so alone when so many were near. I was young and innocent and then I wasn't. From one day to another things changed, or so it seem. ...