Ashlyn POV
2 years ago…
‘Happy Birthday Will! Happy Birthday to me!’ I said with a big smile on my face, even though inside I felt terrible. There were no sparks when we touched, his scent didn’t call to me. Will wasn’t my mate, he was someone else’s. I always wished we were mates, but I guess fates didn’t agree. There was someone better than me for him out there.
Mates are your other half they complete you. You know someone is your mate when their scent draws you in, when you touch, sparks explode.
‘We’re finding our mates today!’ Will replied with an equally big smile, ‘But… I always wished it was you.’ He added quietly.
‘Will, there is someone better for you, someone who would understand you completely, and love you no matter what happens. I also hoped for the same, but now things changed, we have our mates out there.’ I said while forcing a smile on my face.
‘Lets get ready for the party that our parents made for us.’ He responded while finally sitting up from his bed. I always sleep over at his home the night before our birthday, then we would prepare for the party that our parents held for us at night.
'Fine.' I grunted under my breath. 'I hope we don't get a sudden attack from that pack again, it causes so much chaos.'
'Yeah, I don't want them to invade our land again. But, I am more afraid of Jace. My dad told me he totally 'exterminated' the Starlight Park, and they are quite a strong pack.' He told me.
Packs are invading each other, as Jace was out killing packs. He was ruthless; he could kill everyone in a pack in just a day, without any pity. Packs are now hoping to invade other space to strengthen themselves. He was on a killing spree since last year.
His most heartless act, as people rumored, was tying a girl to a tree, and making her witness her family being slaughtered. The poor girl suffered from serious mental damage, and proceeded to drugs, her fate was unknown, but it was unlikely she could withstand the pressure.
Ever since the 8 years ago, I have never seen Jace again, nor I ever intend of seeing him again. He was a cold-blooded murderer and seeing him would make me want to kick him.
'Hey, thinking about him again?' Will spated 'him', he heard me screaming in the woods that day, and swore off on his sweets.
'I just wish he never survived, he pushed me off the tree! Who does that? Who pushes another person who they don't even know off a tree? Anyway, I should forget him, it's not like I am seeing him again.'
'You better wish he doesn't come back, U will kill him, no one touches my best friend.' I hugged him as he said those words.
He pushed me away, and sat up straight, sniffing the air. 'Did you smell that? Its cinnamon mixed with pine woods.' With that, he jumped up his bed and dashed out of his room.
He ran down the stairs to the living room, from behind, I saw his bad stiff, and heard him whisper the word, ‘Mate.'
I looked around the room, looking at everyone. I saw my sister who has the same shocked and ecstatic look on her face.
My sister was mated to Will, a pang of jealousy shot through my heart, but I also felt happy for them. They are perfect together. Emilia, my sister, who was a year younger, was a sweet girl, who would make a perfect match to Will.
'Everyone leave the room!' I shouted through mind-link. Werewolves have mind-link through to communicate with the whole pack, but most of us put up a mind block to prevent the nosy ones from snooping in our mind. My family, Will's family and my
