The Betrayal

Author's Note

Hello readers!

I promised myself I wouldn’t do this, but I can’t help it. I have a new idea for a story that I think sounds interesting. I am biased, though so…

Anyway, I hope to finish at least one of my stories by the end of this month, and then I can hopefully start new ones.

This is a new story that I’ve been thinking about for a while. I hope you like it and PLEASE tell me what you think.

The story is called: The Mistakes Once Made

The Mistakes Once Made:

Synopsis:

Three years ago, Mackenzie was happy. She was an average wolf with a great best friend, a loving family, and a carefree life. Now, she is the Mate of a powerful Alpha. An Alpha who is constantly cheating and making her feel lacking. Tired of her Pack’s pitying glances and her Mate’s bad habits, she makes a decision that will ultimately change her life.

Will Mackenzie be able to find someone else to love? Or will she end up in the arms of the man she is destined to spend the rest of her life with?

Prologue:

I glared as I stared at the two pictures in front of me.

The first was a picture of an average sixteen year old girl. The girl is wearing holey jeans and a  tight tank top. She looks relaxed and happy. She has a big smile on her face and you can clearly see the joy and content in her eyes.

I then looked at  a picture that was taken just last week. This picture was of a  nineteen year old girl. On this picture, you could see a young woman with a smile that if you looked close enough, you can see is fake. The sadness and pain in her eyes isn’t very noticeable at first glance, but if you look closely you can tell it’s there. She is wearing a pencil skirt and a button up shirt. The stiffness in her stance makes it obvious how uncomfortable she is in her skin.

I sighed before grabbing the picture of the nineteen year old girl and ripping it into a million little pieces. I hated looking at her. It was bad enough that had I had to see her in the mirror every morning. Then, I gave the picture of the sixteen year old girl a look full of longing before putting it where it belongs, in a hidden compartment in my wallet. If Dom, my Mate, found it, he would force me to get rid of it.  

 Sometimes I wish I could go back in time to when I was sixteen. Back then, I had no worries, no troubles, and no crappy Mate. I know I am supposed to love him and do all I can to please him, but I can’t do it anymore. He has pushed me over and over again, and all I am able to feel for him is well…nothing. The only thing keeping me here is my family and my best friend, Lily. I know that if I left this Pack, Dom would do everything in his power to ruin my family’s lives. I love them too much to do that to them so all I can do right now is suffer in silence.

A regular wolf has an inner beast that practically forces the human side to love their destined Mate, but I am not a normal wolf. At least, not anymore. My wolf left me eight months ago. She couldn’t take knowing that her Mate didn’t truly love her and was constantly banging random girls. At first, she kept telling me he would stop. She believed that he loved us and  he was just going through a phase. After two years of her constant optimism, she slowly stopped trying to make excuses. At first, she would disappear for a few days, then a few weeks, but now it’s been eight months of me wondering if I was ever going to hear her voice again. The saddest part is that my so-called Mate hasn’t noticed her disappearance. This only made the love I sued to have for him dwindle and die.

I think that what I hate most are the glances and looks I get. Practically the whole Pack knows about his affairs. They know that while I am at home, trying to be the perfect Mate, he is out cheating on me. Being the Alpha, there is nothing anyone can do to stop him. He can do whatever he wants and no one, including me, can stop him. I hate seeing the pity on the older wolves’ eyes. Though the knowing, smug glances from some of the she wolves are what really get to me. I hate knowing that not long ago they were banging him. I’m not stupid, I can still smell his soft, earthy scent all over them.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and stood up. I haven’t cried for him in two years, and I wasn’t going to start now.

 Soon, I told myself, soon I would leave this place and never come back.

Even if it’s the last thing I do.