-The Girl and her Mate-

Chapter 3

Skyla's POV.

*2 years ago*flashback*

"Cole what are you doing, Cole stop it. You're drunk." Jade screamed, carefully backing into a corner. "It wasn't your fault- you didn't cause it. You can't change what happened."

"But it happened!" Cole shouted, his eyes turning yellow, throwing a glass aimed directly above Jades head, when Damon's werewolf abilities kicked in and ran in front of her catching the glass seconds before it shattered over her. He slowly put the glass down of the counter nearest to him, he mentally ordered Jade to leave without making too sudden a move.

"What the fuck is happening here bro." Being cautious of his younger brother's role in the pack, but standing his ground.

"It was my fault, wasn't it?" Cole said, "It was all my fault."

"No Cole, It wasn't you, things happen. You can't blame yourself for every problem in this pack; especially not mother's death."

"I can't take it any more Damon, it hurts, my emotions are heightened, and you don't understand how much everything hurts. Mom's dead, Dad died. I could have stopped his death Damon. I really could have. Skyla can control our pack without doubt and everyone listens to her without thinking twice. And what happened before with Jade, I could have killed her... I-I could've killed her. I can't take this pain Damon. I just can't take it. It hurts."

You have to control it Cole, don't do it. Don't turn it off. Please, just don't turn it off. Skyla mind linked as she vamp speed ran into the room, literally feeling his pain.

"I need you to not turn it off." She calmly said aloud. "I need you to promise me that you won't turn it off Cole."

A few seconds of silence and I could feel his humanity leaving his body behind.

Everybody immediately stiffened up, eyes growing wide.

"Too late." He said emotionlessly. Adding a huge cocky scowl-y smirk. He confidently strode out of the room. Then something disappeared from inside me. There one instant, gone the next. It felt as if a major organ had just been ripped from my body. The part of him that I carried within me just left. 'Cole?' I asked out with my mind. 'Cole! Can you hear me?' But it now felt as if I was being ignored and it felt lonely. I could no longer feel the comforting sense of his closeness or affection. I could no longer feel him as if we were one.

Minutes later Damon, reminding me that there were other people in the room, said something that surprised me. "I promise I'll get him back Skyla.' And then he left. The lack of hope coursing through my veins at that time was barely enough to keep me going, especially with my heightened emotions making everything that much more unbearable.

*End of Flashback*

I could see hurt flash in his eyes as I'm sure he remembered when his life was not worth living, even for me.

He slowly walked down the step over to me, until he stopped about a meter in front of me and broke the silence. "Hi Sky."

"Hi." I vacantly replied when Cole internally ordered everyone to leave.

"I've missed you, Skyla." And I'd missed him too, more than imaginable. Every bone in my body subconsciously pulling me towards him, my mind thinking non-stop about him, the sensation of his arm around me, of his skin touching mine. The sense of ease I felt around him.

"I know," after a minute of hesitation I say I've missed you too. My heart rate increasing ever so slightly.

Then a strange thing happened, he smiled. We were talking about a serious thing and he smiled. I would never admit it but his sweet, innocent smile warmed my heart. "What's so funny?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"Your voice, It makes me happy." He replied. Then we hugged, two almost three years of anger and hatred I had held against him and one single hug rewound all of it. I let him hug me and suffocate me in his warmth, our touching skin pulsating gentle bolts of electricity through my body. All of the weight on my shoulders lifting. I could actually feel our souls reconnecting and yet it felt like no time had passed. Almost like just yesterday we were running our pack as equals, lying in bed talking about our lives. Cole sad and crying about all of his newfound responsibility that came with his parents death. Me comforting him, reminding him of the fact that it could not have been helped and nothing he did or said would have changed anything. And reminding him of his new duty towards his sister, to protect her and be there for her no matter what. That it will all be fine and now what was once his Fathers pack is now his, meaning we can join them and create a super pack. Larger and stronger than the majority of packs in the vast area.

"I've missed everything about you too Cole." I said. Looking up at him slightly as he's 6'1'' and I'm only 5' 7". Appreciating his strength and pure handsomeness and complete and utter perfectness, I wiggled back into his arms with my head on his chest listening to his rhythmic heartbeat. It being just me and him in a room all alone for what could have been hours.