The Wolf's Dance

Chapter 6

Hey people! Sorry for not updating but with it being Christmas and all... Yeah, I just need to stop making excuses. lol

Here's the next chapter!

Picture to the side is of Serena:)

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I can't believe my own mate wouldn't stick up for me. He just sat there and let that slut cling to him! He's supposed to be with me, not the prostitute!

Okay, I need to chill. I'm being completely mean when this girl might have a reason to whys she's fake. I mean you don't bleach you hair for just nothing. (sarcasm was used just then<<)

I was sitting on the floor in our living room, right in front of the fireplace. Feeling the heat radiating out of it and onto my skin made me feel better about myself. Zadian was in the other room making hot coco for the both of us. After my break down he brought us to the living room and sat me down on the couch. He said he was going to make coco and that I should just relax.

Hence why I'm sitting in front of the fire place.

When ever I was around a fire pit or fire place, I just felt better. Like nothing could pass through the fire and hurt me. It was my own protection against the world.

Staring into the fire, I thought about how dull his eyes looked when he stared at me. It was like he was lifeless. Nothing was there, just a empty body stuck in motion. I hated that. I hated that he looked so lost. I hate him! And the worst part is, I don't even know his name.

Wait, Maggie said that she was friends with the Alphas son. His name is Louden? No, Locke? Logan! That's it! She said he's an okay guy but she hated his girlfriend. I remembered that she said she couldn't even remember the girlfriends name.

"Okay I couldn't find the marshmallows, but I hope this will make you feel better." Walking through the living room door, Zadian handed me a steaming mug. I nodded in thanks and went back to staring at the fire. "Care to explain who made my baby sister cry?"

"I'm not a baby Zadian." I stated while smiling up at him. He and I both know it was forced but it was a smile none of the less.

"Okay, care to explain who made my sister cry?" Rewording, Zadian asked me the question I don't really want to answer.

Sighing, I turned back to the fire, explaining from when I ended up at the park and met Jackie to when I ran into him. Finishing the sentence I was on, I pictured Logan and his girlfriend together and a tear trailed down my face.

"And the worst part is, I don't even know why I'm crying. I don't even know him! He could be crazy for all we know! But it just hurts so bad Zadian. It's like my hearts been ripped out and torn to pieces." Turning my head, I looked up at my older brother with tears running down my face at a steady pace. Sobbing, I finished what I was saying, "I-I just picture them together and my heart breaking happens all over again. What do I do?"

Zadian noticed that I was slowly letting my head drop to my knees. He sat down next to me and put his arm around me. "Who?" I could tell he was mad. His body was shaking and his breathing was erriatic.

I shook my head saying, "No. You can't know. You'd do something to be kick out of the pack."

Putting his hand under my chin, Zadian pushed my head off my knees. His green eyes connected to my blue ones. "Who?" He repeated slowly.

Whimpering, I slowly muttered "The Alphas son."

He growled and stood up, moving towards the door. I shot my hand up and gripped his hand as if my life was depending on it. "Please, Zadian. Don't. I don't want you getting in trouble for me. I need you here with me. Please." I begged with tears still dripping off my chin, towards the floor where they splattered onto the wooden tile.

He sighed and looked towards me. His face twisted with pain. "I just hate seeing you like this Rena. It's James all over again."

I flinched. James was my ex-boyfriend, and he was, well to put it simply, crazy. He was possessive and abusive. When we first started dating, you couldn't tell anything was wrong with him. He's a werewolf too and we decided to date until we found our mates. He was the perfect boyfriend. Pick me up on time for our dates, brought me flowers, always remembered important dates. But after about a year, James wanted to be more, sexual. He wanted to do the deed, but I told him I wanted to save it for my mate. He didn't like that one bit. That was the first time he hit me. Him being a male werewolf made him remarkably stronger then me. So his hit left quite a nasty bruise on my cheek.

When people wondered where the bruise came from, I said I ran into a door. I loved James and I thought that him hitting me was a once in a life time thing.

Boy was I wrong.

His temper was lost very easily after he first hit me. He would exploded over the simpliest things. One time I didn't cook dinner for us the way he wanted it and he beat me so bad, I couldn't lie about it and say I ran into something. The moment Zadian asked me what had happened to me, I blurted out everything. To say he didn't take it lightly is an understatement.

Before I could stop him, Zadian stormed out of the house and over to James house. By the time I got there, my older brother was standing over a still James. He didn't kill him if that's what you're thinking. Zadian just ended up beating the crap out of James.

Zadian had to explain that I needed to break up with him. I understood perfectly and the next day Zadian took my to James and I broke up with him. That was that. James didn't like that and for awhile he tried to get back with me. He never did but he always threatened that I'd be his one day.

Feeling all the emotion drain from my face, I turned back to the fire. Feeling my eyes glaze over, I told Zadian to go away. He was so angry that he stormed out the house. No doubt to go for a run and blow off steam.

I couldn't help but let my self be consumed by all the dark, twisted thoughts inside my mind. No I'm not suicidal or anything. I just brought up all the bad memories with James. How many times he would raise his hand to hit me and I'd just tune out until it was over. Four months. Four months I let him use and abuse me.

I then made a deal with my self. I was going to ignore Logan completely. I was not going to chase after like a lost puppy dog begging for food. It's going to be hard, but I believe in myself that I can do it.

I just had to keep telling myself that.

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Wow, almost 1,300 words. Be happy!

Peace!

Love Livvy <3