Your in a library, looking for books for a project; of what you don't know, but you know that you need to find them. You moves some books, only for some to fall onto your head, making you fall to the ground. You get up, a little disoriented from the heavy books hitting your head. After you get your bearings, you look at the ground to the books that had nearly killed you and notice that they were a little odd, had keys attached to the cover, each with the same book design, but different keys. There were 4 of them, you decided to go collect them and the books you were after and purchased them. You get home and stare at the 4 books, nothing about them makes sense. They don't exist, all you know is that they tell history; and your gut tells you that it is untold and powerful.
Hunter Anther was like an open book, he'd never been afraid to be his true self. Especially his sexuality. However not everything is for everyone. Being born to the one of the largest pack to ever exist, he wasn't accepted.
Everyone hated him and often bullied him, even his family.
He'd hoped that after meeting his mate, regardless of gender he would finally find peace and happiness. But the moon goddess truly wasn't fond of him because in addition to being an outcast, he wasn't blessed with a wolf.
What happens when his future Alpha, aka biggest bully and former friend turns out to be his mate. Will he accept and care for him or make him lose the last bit of hope he had? Like a saying goes 'The grass isn't always green on the other side.'
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"I didn't mean it.. I.. I was young and ignorant..." he tried to explain while clenching my hand, I looked at him in disgust and pulled my hand away.
"What about me? How old wad I to deserve all the things you did to me?! Tell me, how was I different from you? Four years ago you rejected me after everything you've done to me. It wasn't enough punishment for you, you didn't even spare me a glance after ruining me. You left me, you are not gay."
My voice trembled bit at the end but my face remained as emotionless as ever. I will never give him the satisfaction of seeing me vulnerable, not again. But why does my heart feel like it's bleeding? Shouldn't I be hating him and happy that he's on his knees begging me. So why am I tearing along with him?
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25/02/24 - 9/08/24
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A/N
How many of us believe in second chances? Does love really conquer it all?
This is not a 'love is blind' story, if you're looking for one.