My Best friend is my mate and he rejected me

Forgiveness, and Sam?

Walking through the woods is not the easiest thing to do. For one the mosquitoes seem to love the taste of my werewolf there’s the fact that even with my great reflexes and my oh so great gracefulness, it seemed that didn't stop me from tripping over something every five seconds. Oh and how can I forget about the silent, sulking werewolves trailing behind me?

It was probably two in the morning by now. In each of our hands held a medium sized flash light, even though we could see pretty well without it, though now I do question my eyesight since every time I seem to take a step I trip over something.

I growled loudly when I once again tripped over a stupid branch. I kicked the branch roughly away from me. I heard light chuckles behind me. I turned around sharply and growled at the group that was walking behind me. I could see Annabelle and Adrian holding in their laughter. I rolled my eyes slightly and turned back around with a small smile.

I would have probably been laughing along with them, if things didn’t exactly change. A frown made its way onto my face. I missed my friends, my family, my pack. I turned my head slightly to see that Annabelle was under my brother’s arm, while her sister seemed to be having a conversation with Drake, and Derek spoke with Jason.

Then my eyes landed on Jake. He had his head down and seemed to be in deep thought. Flashes of what happened just a few hours ago raced through my mind. I shook my head slightly and turned and faced completely forward once again. I sighed as I followed the old path that I haven’t seen in a very long time.

We walked for what seemed like an hour; looking down at my watch I noticed it had been exactly an hour. I could hear the familiar sounds of rushing water the more we kept walk, and soon enough we came to a wide river. I stopped and so did the others. A frowned planted itself on my face. Memories of the last time I been here flashed through my mind, memories of crossing this river, memories of my hope that I would no longer have to suffer, memories of my disappointment.

　

Flashback

"Just follow the path he says." I grumbled to myself. I have been walking for almost four hours. I felt like I would soon hear the shouts of Tarzan swinging on a vine with the jungle like theme going on around me.

The sun was burning hot. Mark is so going to be pissed if I’m not back by tomorrow, and I was totally lost. "Stupid rouge." He probably gave me the wrong directions. I should have killed his ass as soon as I saw him. I sighed roughly, even though the sun was hot, and I was most likely lost and the possibility of Mark finding out where I’ve been was great, it was all worth.

I bit my lip as my stomach clenched in a sharp pain. He was at it again. My heart broke as I could feel the pain of my mate making love to another girl. I frowned and was more than determined to find this place. I had finally found a solution to rid myself of this pain, of all this heartbreak, from Jake. I was breaking our bond. Today would be the day.

I clenched my hands into fists. I continued to walk and soon enough I saw a river. "Yes!" I screamed. The rouge didn’t lie after all. All I had to do was cross the river, and walk for about half an hour and I would be there. This was all worth getting lost, and being eaten by all the unknown insects. I shivered in disgust.