Chapter 1

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Just try new things. Don't be Afraid.
Step out of your comfort zones and sour, Alright?
~Michelle OBAMA

Natalie's pov

Tomorrow marks the 3rd year of my rejection. To think that just yesterday I was sitting in my garden drawing Disney character or watching newest action movie.


Just three years ago I was a bubbly 18 year old girl dreaming about a fairy tail life with my Prince charming.

But now I'm just a broken girl. All alone in this cruel cruel world.

I have no family because I moved away three days after I was rejected.
I have no friends for I have abandoned them. My friends, my family, my home and most importantly myself. I left part of me the moment I crossed my pack borders.

Ever since my mate rejected me I've felt this hole in my heart. I've been in an endless void of pain.

All I wanted to do was to end it. To end all this pain. To finally be at peace. And who knows, maybe I'll finally be able to see Nataya again.

But I can't for I made a promise. I made a promise to my dying sister that I'll be strong. That I'll stay true to myself, that I'll embrace love when it comes and I'll be every bit of myself.

I know I can't be strong as I'm broken. Every fiber in my being is damage. I am broken beyond repair. I know I promised Nataya that I'll always try to be true to myself but I can't. I can't be the same cheerful, bubbly girl I was years ago.

I was already broken because of her death but the moment those words came out of my mate's ( or should I say ex mate) mouth I broke. I cried for the first time in two years while he stood above me with cold eyes.

The man that I waited my entire life to be with, the man that was suppose to protect me hurt me in the worst way possible.

He broke me and left me to pick up the pieces. I hate him. I hate him so much but everyday I can't help but think about him.

I can't help but want to run back to him. To stare into those striking blue eyes and kiss those cherry red lips of his. I can't help but crave him.

When she wolves hear my story they tell me I'm strong but in reality I am weak. I ran away from my problems hoping to outrun the pain, But it turns around you can't out run pain. It always find it's way back to you.

Its like a cloud, it hovers over and it never leaves. It waits for one moment of happiness and strike.

You must be wondering: what the hell is she going on about?

Well I'll gladly tell you.

Flashback

" Spent 24 hours, I need more hours with you. You spent the weekend getting even, ooh," I sang swaying my hips. I love this song!

"You go girl," My best friend Ashley said laughing. I smiled at the angelic sound. Its been ages since I last say her smile or even laugh. Reason being is her mate died. She didn't exactly meet him But when a mate dies you feel this emptiness inside your heart, like apart you has died ( which is indeed true). The pain is indescribable but you'll know it when you feel it.

One day as I was walking down river Blue I heard the soft sound of someone's sob. Me being the curious person I am followed the soft sound to the bank of the river. There I saw my best friend sitting by the river side sobbing her eyes out. I went over to where she sat and asked her What was wrong. She told me her mate died. I then asked her how and she said she felt, in her heart.

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⏰ Last updated: May 09, 2019 ⏰

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