The Alpha's Eden

Future paths

Eden PoV

From the moment Logan used his potions and magical things to send me into sleep state things felt unusual.

I didn't feel like I was dreaming. I didn't even feel like I was asleep despite the rational side of my brain telling me that I was.

At first it felt like I was sinking, actually sinking into the dark depth of the earth like it was swallowing me whole.

There was nothing to see or hear but darkness and an eery silence. I squeezed my eyes shut despite the pitch blackness. I hoped that I would find comfort in my own memories to calm the unsettled feeling I had due to the bizarre situation I had found myself in.

I kept telling myself to have faith in Logan and the process in which he was trying to unleash my wolf but I couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions swirling through my mind. I repeated the same thing in my head like a mantra:

'Trust in it. Trust in Logan. Trust in it. Have faith'

After a few seconds the sensation of falling slowed and a bright light threatened to break through my eyelids, as if it was calling for me to see something.

Slowly opening one eye at a time I found myself in an oh so familiar place.

Sadness flooded my heart as I recalled standing in this very same spot and watching Jace from my hiding place on the day I left Woodmoor.

I'd stood in the exact same area of the forest that I had been on the day I left him and Blake. At that point in my life I had convinced myself  that it would be best for everyone if I escaped the chaos that surrounded me and started afresh somewhere they wouldn't find me.

Truth be told, that day I honestly didn't think Jace or Blake would ever want to find me.

I didnt feel like I was worthy of either of them and running away seemed easier on my heart than to let them truly reject me. I ran away because I was scared of them hurting me. From the very first moment I met each of them I knew deep down that my heart and soul belonged to them, that knowledge terrified me.

At that point in time loving someone so much made me feel incredibly vulnerable after having such a messed up childhood and what I'd gone through at my brothers hands. It was so much to try to process and deal with on top of everything else that I simply chose not to face it at all and to run.

At first I thought I was here to see this again. I assumed it was a gut wrenchingly painful memory that I was somehow mentally stuck in.

But as I peaked out from behind the large autumn toned tree I heard the pack house door swing open and laughter fill the air.

"Let's go get em" Jace chuckled happily as he jogged down the steps onto the large open grass field that sat in front of the pack house.

"Not a chance" Blake snorted pridefully as he too headed down the steps looking happier than I'd ever seen him look.

In fact I couldn't help but notice both of my mates looked so happy that my heart warmed with joy at their contentment.

"I wouldn't be so sure of yourself man" Jace retorted playfully shaking his head in Blake's general direction.

I was so busy staring at every single detail of my mates that I hadn't noticed that they weren't actually talking directly to one another but both looked downwards with bright smiles etched across their beautiful faces.

A huge lump formed in my throat when I followed their eye line until I saw Jace bent over ruffling the light blonde hair of a small child that could be no more than 3  or 4 years old.