"I like to have fun. So what." Vincent said, setting his coffee down, "so what? I got rejected by my mate, lost my wolf for the longest time, found out I was pregnant, and raised a kid. With the help of my best friend. I raised our kid, I grew up for him, I set aside my life for him, and you, you had fun. I've spent the last two years of my life, feeling empty. Having this feeling of always missing someone. No matter how many people I added to my life, there was just one piece of my heart missing. My mate. And you just forgot about me. Like I didn't exist. You slept around, partied, did god knows what. And I came back, told you that you had a son, and I can still smell the scent multiple other she wolves on you. As in you've slept with other woman in the past 48 hours. Even though you knew you had a mate and a son. If your not going to settle down for your mate, and not going to love me. At least do it for your son. It isn't to late for that yet." I whispered, as tears threatened to spill from talking about the past. Reopening a wound that never properly healed. "I'm sorry, but I have a life to live. And a mate just isn't apart of it, i want to sleep around. No strings attached. It's easier, and overall a better time. I'll take responsibility and love my son, but you and I won't work." He said with the same expression he had the day he rejected me. "I know that. I couldn't be with a boy like you. I wouldn't put myself through that again. We have a son, we'll share custody. That's it." I said stirring my coffee around with the mixing spoon. "You know, I think this was good for me. I realized it's okay if I move on. Allow myself to date again. I don't have to hang on to the memory we once shared for a very short amount of time before you rejected me," I said before walking out of the kitchen, and out to Aidan. "Hey little guy. I think we have to get going. But I promise you'll be back soon, say goodbye to your friends." I said as I picked him up, he waved to his new friends, and I proceeded to head for the door, when someone stopped me. A man. He was one of the men with Vincent today when I saw him in the forest. "Olivia right?" He asked, I simply nodded before attempting to keep walking, but he stopped again. "Look, i know you think my alpha is a bad guy, but he's not. You have to look deeper into him. I've known the guy since we were pups, he has a huge heart. But he doesn't allow most people to see that. He's scared of getting hurt. Again. He doesn't understand that the mate bond isn't like that, that it would hurt him less to be with you. I know he regrets what he did, and that he try's to move on, but he can't. Because at the end of the day, the only thing on his mind is you. And now this little guy," he said smiling down at Aidan. I honestly didn't know how to or if i could respond to him. It hurt me when he rejected me, and he basically reopened the wound I tried to close so many years ago. I know he might have his reasons, but he literally used me. Like I meant nothing to him. And I don't think I can forgive him for that. I thanked the man that stood before him, but told him I just couldn't allow myself to be in that kind of relationship, he said he understood although he looked sad, and finally let me leave. Once out of those doors, I felt like I could breath again. A single tear slipped down my cheek, as I walked further and further away from the one person who could complete me.
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I'm sorry, I know this is a REALLY short update, I'm just trying to direct the story one way, and it's getting hard. As you can probably tell, this story isn't going anywhere, I've realized that, and am currently working on it.
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The Worst Of Luck
WerewolfOlivia Grace's life was almost destined to be a tragedy. Her mother passed away while she was young, her father became an abusive alcoholic and her boyfriend who happened to be her best friend, cheated on her. This year was supposed to be her fresh...