The Chosen One •

5

My phone alarm blared causing me to roll my eyes. I'm currently doing my makeup, a skill that I learned from Tara and has only gotten better with time. Throwing my highlighter brush down, I tapped my phone's snooze button until it shut up.

I couldn't sleep at all last night. I could only imagine him having sex with another and I felt the lingering pain for hours. I had to force myself not to use magic to ease my pain. This is another thing I've been hiding from my family, I don't just have one gift. When I was 13, I found out about my telepathy. When I was 16, I found out I could heal myself. I didn't tell anyone but it started happening around the time I started to get physically assaulted at school.

Tone's girlfriend at the time and her friends decided to jump me in the bathroom because she saw him looking at me. Looking. It was supposed to be a one on one but of course her friends jumped in and helped her. Defending yourself is a little harder when there's you vs. 2+ people. I ended up with deep cuts to my face and body but by the time I got home, I was completely healed. I began hurting myself to see if I could heal myself with just the thought of being healed; and I did.

My mind drifted back to last night. The moment we crossed on to their land I felt a pull inside of me and I still can't explain it exactly. The closer we got to their home, the more I heard his voice echoing in my head. My body yearned for him and then I felt him. He stood outside his parents front door yesterday asking his friend if he could sense another wolf then got upset because he thinks I'm a human. I don't know how I heard their conversation from where I stood but I did. He didn't want me and he made it very clear.

Then I felt it. From what I've read about wolves and from what Tara has told me about mates, I knew exactly what the pain was. It's still a mystery, basically impossible, as to how we are mates but it still hurt to know he slept with someone else after scenting me. And his words when he saw me at the lake cut deeper. He is disgusted by the thought of me and only came to check on me because Tara asked him to.

"Alright girl, let's go," Tara barged into the guest bathroom pulling me back to reality.

She modeled over to me fully dressed, face beat to the gods. She wants to take me on a quick shopping trip even though it's Thanksgiving day. Apparently she knows someone with a nice boutique that does not celebrate the holiday so they are open.

"Can you at least knock? Or better yet, can you present to be cold? It's November in Colorado, there's no way people aren't going to look at you weird in that," I waved my hand at her crop top which exposed a few of her many tattoo's, and her white jeans. She did look cute though with the mink boots and her accessories. I've always loved that she doesn't have to try too hard to look perfect.

"I have a jacket that goes with this outfit, mother," She rolled her eyes. "Now you look cute!"

I looked down at my outfit as she raved about my appearance. I didn't see anything special with what I am wearing; black jeans, a black turtle neck bodysuit, a pink and black faux bomber jacket and Dunks. Tara began adding jewelry to my wrist and placing a pair of earrings in my ears.

"What's this for?" I looked at the added gold on my body and could tell the difference between it and my fake jewelry, so I took off my jewelry except for a necklace that never left my body. It's not the I haven't tried to take it off, it just will not come off. My parents said I've had it since they adopted me. It's a simple locket but it's so old it hasn't opened and I've tried several times throughout my life. Maybe my brith parents put a spell on it.

"As a sorry for leaving you last night. I had to talk with-,"

"Your mate," I smiled and she rolled her eyes. "I really don't know why you treat him that way,"