Just to be clear. I wasn't one of those mates, who were abused, bullied, beaten by her pack. Because well... That's sad and way to common this day and age. No, so really I don't understand how this all came about. You know? One minute you're super excited about the Luna making your favorite apple pie, and you're sneaking a piece at night, next the future Alpha is behind you scaring the crap out of you, next thing you know you're on his bed, having the best night of your existence, then lastly. You wake up to his girl yelling at him, and he shouts. 'GIVE ME A MINUTE I HAVEN'T EXACTLY GOTTEN TO THE REJECTING PART!' Did I say lastly? Oh no. It didn't end there. Life just said, OH! You're enjoying your life. Well. *SLAP* Not fucking anymore. But you know what? Karma's a fucking bitch. ~ "While not everyone can see what I can. What I see, can see everyone." -Check out: To Whom it May Concern. A new story I've been working on for the longest time. Thanks!

~ 3 Years earlier~ "RUN!! ELIZA! ELIZA RUN!" My father screamed at me, I watched as the rouges attack are pack. The pack that one day I was supposed to lead. The pack I grew up in. My Beautiful pack. I shifted and ran threw the woods. Blocking the screams, they were all going to die and I know I should help, but I have other priorities. After running for four hours I stop and lay beneath a tree panting, I look down at my stomach, my pups were in there. My baby's. My two little angels, because of them I ran. It's my job to protect them, that is what I did. They were coming soon I could feel it. I was due a week ago and they Haven't came yet, I guess I should go find somewhere to shelter. And steal some clothes. I ran away from the town clothes hanging from my mouth, I stole them from a women's washing line. Sad I know. I quickly shifted and changed into the outfit, it was big on me but really I was glad for the warmth. I curl up under a tree and close my eyes, and then I feel it. The wetness between my legs, and the sudden cramp filling my body. My water just broke. I Eliza wood, 13 years of age. Am about to give birth to two baby's, alone, in the woods. Oh how fun.

I stepped towards him, the Mate that was to be mine for all eternity. But before I could leap into his arms, he put his hands up, as if to tell me not to do what was an instinct. I held myself back, it confused me that he wasn't standing in front of me with open arms, and he was closed off. Before I could truly grasp what was happening, he said in a low sexy voice that travelled through my body sending tiny shock waves throughout, "I don't want you."