My head whipped faster than the wind as I realized Luke was awake all the time.
I pressed my lips into a thin line as he rolled out if bed, his eyes never left mine.
He'spained. My wolf said to me with worry. I wanted to step in front of him and remove every doubt he have in mind.
But I have nothing to do with him anymore.
And it seemed like my feet was literally glued to the ground because no matter how hard I try to move, I stayed.
He stopped once he came face to face with me.
After I while, I finally found the strength to open my mouth. "W-what?" I tried not to stutter, but obviously I failed. I face palmed myself in my mind, way to go Grace.
He didn't say anything so I took it as a chance to look at him closely.
His hair sticking out in different directions. His clear blue eyes staring straight at me, and I was stuck.
It held so much pain it can mirror mine. He's tired, I can tell... but so am I.
We're both tired of our fate, of the way our life is moving. We kept moving in circles and we're tired of it.
It dawned on me that his eyes are puffy. Like he cried all night.
"You heard me." His deep voice made me shiver, but I still remained my gaze on him, his puffy eyes made me curious.
Did he cry? And if so, why? It's impossible that it was because of me. Is it because of Shane? Why 'no'? What did he mean?
Questions ran around my head.
"No" He said, stretching the word, saying it loud and clear.
My heart beat increased as I saw his eyes shift from blue to black. The sign that his wolf was trying to take over.
He took a step closer and I took a step back, the process repeated before my back hit the wall.
I felt his hot breath fan my face. His fore head touched mine. The skin made a tingling sensation.
I want this to stop, but the truth is, deep in my heart I don't want to.
"I..." What am I supposed to say? Should I even say something?
"Sorry..." He mumbled. He took a deep breath, he closed his eyes as he tried to push his wolf away.
Then the next thing shocked me more than ever.
My wolf was trying to take over, muttering one word that made me confused as ever.
"...." the word floated inside my mibd.
Flashback.
"Hey! Nathalie!" He shouted. I started walking faster, away from him.
A tear escaped my eyes as the picture of him holding hands with a girl, I purposely walked past them to see if he will notice that I was there the whole time they were flirting, but he didn't even glanced at me
That freaking hurts.
I couldn't help myself. I cried. The feelings just came over me and I couldn't help myself but cry.
A hand stopped me from walking any further.
I placed a smile on my face, which looked pretty weird since tears continued to fall down my face.
He winced at the sight of me.
"Sorry." He looked at anywhere but me.
Yeah. Don't look at me, 'cause I might lose my control.
"Why?" I asked him like I don't know why he was apologizing, like I didn't see him with another girl.
Like I wasn't pained.
"Nathalie...please." He touched my wet cheek.
I moved away, and he let me.
"I believed in you." I simply said, before shrugging like it was nothing.
It was my fault really. I fell in love with him, and I didn't control it. I didn't stop him from crawling his way unto my heart.
But who can blame me? I was depressed. I was alone. And he was there for me... and he told me he felt the same.
"I didn't realize I was doing it." He defended himself.
I felt my heart let out a sigh... it was a sign that my heart already forgave him.
"Yeah." I turned my back on him and continued walking away.
I was waiting for him to hold my hand. To stop me again and continue explaining.
Nothing.
One. I counted inside my head.
Two
Three
Four
Five
And I still felt nothing. I felt like a kid waiting for her prince charming that only exists in wattpad.
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Still, nothing happened.
And I went home, slightly depressed.
I was home alone, but I found the door unlocked.
I slowly made my way around the house, locking the front and back door after checking the place.
I felt the tears threaten to escape as I walked towards my room.
It was open.
I can smell him... my wolf said sadly.
He's here.
He's in my house.
"You can come in." Luke opened the door, grinning like a fool.
I stayed silent.
I dropped my bag on a table before removing my shoes and gathered the clothes I'll change into.
"I'm sorry." He said once again.
I ignored him.
"I'm sorry." He said, more serious this time.
"Okay!" I snapped at him.
I was so tired of hearing his sorry. That he was sorry. He was sorry for everything I wasn't.
"If you have no other business here, I suggest that you leave." I wasn't facing him. I'll only cry if I do.
Then I felt his arms wrap around my waist. He stuffed his face in my neck, sniffing me.
I was waiting for him to say something other than sorry.
But he said nothing and left.
I realized I'd rather hear him say sorry than leave me alone.
Endof flashback
That was the same night he decided to leave. The same night he gave me the necklace.
The same night he was attacked.
The same night when everything went back to darkness.
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Mystery Mate 2
Hombres LoboNathalie was once the strongest wolf around but why doesn't she feel that she was holding the title at the last battle? Can it even be called as a war? One sixth of the enemies pack, such a little number, but it caused a huge amount of death for her...