Forever Yours

Memory Lane

Samuel

Hours, it's been hours since I had snap her neck and she lay lifeless on the hospital bed.

My father tried to get me to see that she is gone and Ava is just being Ava again.

"Please, Amerie." I prayed hoping this is some fucked up nightmare I was reliving.

Everything that I had felt, everything that I have seen, everything that we have been through...I felt it all. When I was with her, the first time I had met her, when I first turned into a monster because of her sister.

It all came crashing down on me. Everything from when I had left her alone down to her mark.

The very first time I had marked her. Fate had wanted us to be together and yet why did fate take her away from me.

Fate is cruel.

Holding her hand, it was still icy cold. Not once had I felt her hands warm and her cheeks they had lost its color not like she had any color to begin with she was always pale.

Looking at her neck I wanted to see her mark but it was hidden by that stupid collar.

Carefully, I had removed the collar off of her and it came off easily with a click only for it to beep.

What the fuck is this? The beeping beeped faster as I had crushed it in my hands. Annoying little thing.

"Son, maybe we should bury her?"

Not yet, I thought. I couldn't part with her yet, she was my mate, she was my everything. And I had lost her not once but three times.

Yes, when she had turned me to save my life all my memories including my past memories came flooding back. It was like some horror reality show I was watching.

All the pain, heartbreak, and love was there, I had felt it.

"Amerie." Her name escapes my lips once again.

Seff withdraw to the back of my mind. Usually when your mate dies three things could happen or so I have heard, one you go rogue, two for an Alpha they go insane, and three you loose your wolf for good.

But seeing none of this is happening, I guess to say I am in the clear. Perhaps its the vampire in me.

After all everything seemed different. Though I do feel the urge to take a bite but it was controlled, it was controlled by Seff and my eyes did not hold it's unique red color most of the vampires have.

What confuses me is the man Marcus though. Bart had told me that he was an Alpha yet why are we both so different.

Everything is so confusing. All I know is Marcus no longer has his wolf because Amerie made sure of that.

Bart says he was a sociopath before he even turned Vampire probably why he is the way he is. He let his demon side take over.

I would never to do that. To do that would mean I would loose my mate all together.

"Son, they are here." My father again came back with more doctors ready to take Amerie away.

"Get the fuck out. She is not dead, just sleeping." I played with her hair hoping she would open her eyes.

"Son, if we don't she will..."

"Did you hear what I said." My blood was boiling. I didn't want them to take her away, not from me let alone touch her.

"Brother." Hazel eyes soften.

As much as I wanted to hug my sister for comfort I didn't. She too hated Amerie, this whole pack did and I want nothing more then to end their pathetic excuse of a life.

If they had excepted her in the first place she wouldn't be dead and we wouldn't be in this mess.

My fist clench in its place, a wave of anger shot through my entire body.

"Alpha." Oliver attempted to calm me down, "We are sorry for your lost but Amerie wouldn't want to see you like this."

Oh sure, now you talk of her like she is important to me. When was this when she was living with us. I wanted to shout at him, hell I wanted to snap his neck but I didn't.

Instead Seff had calm me down. The vampire in me was strong but Seff was stronger after all this is my pack. The pack that I am suppose to protect.

Sighing in defeat, I watched them take my mate, "Be careful with her."

*****

Three days have pass and now we were all gathered here, everyone was here for my mate's funeral.

She looked at peace, her face no longer showed the pain she was in. In fact they had cleaned her up real good and dressed her in a nice dress that I had tailored her for it.

Though everyone here gave me their sympathy it was all lies. I felt their emotions, what they had felt and it was astounding to know how many of my pack member's dislike her.

Sure they were there for me but that's just it.

Marcus on the other hand, never came down from the mountain. You would think he would pay me a visit considering he once had said she was his wife. He didn't which was lucky for him because I would love to have gone head to head with him.

After this, I do plan on paying him a visit. He will pay for taking her away. He will pay with his messed up life.

"Son, I'm sorry." My father placed a hand on my shoulders.

"At least try to feel you mean it." I glared at him knowing he was happy she was gone.

One by one we had laid a white rose on top of her glass casket. Even in death she was so damn beautiful, "My Mate, my love Amerie, even in death we shall never part. I will love you to the moon and back." I mumbled trying to etch her face into my memories.

Though we had years together, we only had a few days together as mates. I just can't believe I won't be able to hold her again.

I watched them lower the casket in the ground. I was basically crying. I was the only one crying.

My pack was only here for me to know their Alpha is hurting.

Tempted not to go on a killing rampage.

One of my members started filling up the ground with dirt.

Grabbing a shovel I too began filling her grave.

"Sammy, stop...what are you doing?" Ava ran to take the shovel from me.

"Do not stop me from burying my mate." I wanted to be the one to bury her. After all she was mine, she was made for me, she will always belong to me.

All the while my tears never stopped.

Once the hole was covered that's when it started to rain. It's like the sky felt my pain, the tears and trying to wash any residue I may have held.

Sitting next to her grave my father attempted to pull me up, "Son, let's go, it is raining."

"Leave, I just want to be with her a little more longer."

If I could I would follow her where ever she is.

My hand slowly pressing on the soft ground where she laid beneath, "Please Amerie come back to me." I had sobbed hysterically.