Better Than Revenge (Book 1 in Revenge series)

Better Than Revenge

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Rose Point of View

I never knew what it felt like to be loved.

I never knew what it felt like to be free, to do as you wish.

I never fit in with any of the other kids when I was younger, I was never good enough for my parents or pack to like me.

I've always, so badly wanted to be loved. I would do anything to achieve that love.

But I didn't realize that I was ruining others lives as I pushed for someone to love me.

I ruined his life, made him hate me more than any person could ever hate another.

I played him, used him for my own fortune. I used him to get to my family, to find my true mate.

And to this very day I regret it.

I was wrong.

In every way I was wrong for what I had done.

He loved me so much.

I betrayed that love.

He cared for me all the time when I was a kid.

I forced him to, without realizing it.

He was the only one who looked at me like a person.

And I used that against him.

But he got ripped away from me all to soon, leaving me with them, my pack.

I deserved it.

I deserved the pain, he deserved to be happy. And he couldn't be happy with me.

I was going to make it right.

I had to.

But it wasnt enough, the pain and torture I put myself through.

I thought he was my brother for sixteen years.

I thought he was my mate soon after that.

Only to soon realize... It was my wolves way of neglecting the rejection. The rejection of our mate not looking for us after sixteen years of being gone.

I was so naive, so stupid to fall for their tricks.

I should've known he wasn't the one for me, that my wolf would do anything to keep him tied down to me.

Even if it meant taking away the one thing that would ever make him truly happy.

His mate. His true soulmate.

And to this day, I am regretting my wolves decision.

But I shall not, no longer.

I was the royals daughter. Royal was in my blood.

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Josh Point of View

It was a lie from the beginning, She made it possible for me to believe that I was actually her mate. She was a selfish bitch who used me just to get away from them, to accuse me of something that was entirely not my fault.

I suppose we should start from the beginning, when it all began. From the day my father kidnapped the lost princess.

And when I believed she was my mate.

They tore me away from her, my mate, my love, when I was only twelve years old. She was only eight. I cant describe the pain I felt being away from her for so long, but it felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly every day.

I couldnt take it.

I needed her.

She needed me.

Would she forgive me for leaving her alone for eight years?

I would go to her on her sixteenth birthday. I would claim what was mine.

Once and for all.

I would not let my parents walk over me like they did eight years ago.

I would give them what they deserve for seperating us.

I would get revenge.