She lost hope of living. She didn't understand that this all was gonna be better soon. She was gonna do it, and end her life. She just didn't know that there was light at the end of the tunnel.

What happens when two young scientists end up in different dimensions due to an experiment gone wrong? ~°~°~°~°~°~ Octavia Knight and Blake Johnson have been through thick and thin together ever since high school, but nothing will prepare them for what they're about to experience next. Their life is on the line along with many others. Will they be able to get the job done? Or is something gonna get in the way? ~*~ -I didn't sign up for this- -I needed therapy before, but this is something else- ~'~'~'~ {post-homecoming} (read 'Disclaimers' if confused)

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked Xander, my voice void of any emotions. I was in my warrior stance in front of the whole pack. Back straight, hands folded in front of me and feet shoulder-width apart. I know I looked composed because that's my training. Be composed; don't lose control. Don't lose the battle. But all I wanted to do was run into his arms. Beg him to reconsider. Promise him that I would be the best for him. "I, Xander Valverde, Future Alpha of The Nightfall Pack reject you Anala Rozinov as my mate." With those words, I felt our bond begin to break. It was agonizing like being whipped and have those wounds have acid poured on them. That burning sensation started in my heart, and I felt it spread throughout my body. I took a shaky breath but remained cold and emotionless. I needed to leave quickly; I need to find somewhere safe. "I, Anala Rozinov, Daughter of Beta Keone Rozinov accept your rejection as your mate," I replied my voice, surprisingly even and cold. "You are now free to join the Alpha King's Army. Please go pack your things and report to my office. The King will be sending someone to collect you." He said, his voice rough with emotions. "Sorry Alpha. But I have decided I will go rogue." There were gasps among the crowd. The Alpha looked appalled this wasn't a part of the plan. No one refused the King. But I refuse to be another playing card for another pack. No more. I want my freedom. If my mate isn't it, I will find my own way. PS: I do not own any of the images used within the story; they have been borrowed from Pinterest or Google and belong to their respected owners. #TheLitAwards2019