My name is Thalia Grey.
His name is Nathan Steele.
I thought he would be just like he is online. Nice, funny, kind, caring, helpful and smart. But I was wrong. He's a jerk in real life.
My life is pretty eventful...ish. Abusive father, dead mother, brother who blames me for me everything, the queen bee who despises me, "friends" who hate me, and that one person who I thought I could trust. The only person that loves me is my step-mother. She's not even blood related, yet, she cares and understands for me. She doesn't blame me for my mother death. But my blood related family, oh let's just say that if they recieved news that I was dead, they'd be celebrating. It sucks, I know.
Nathan Steele has everything. Looks, grades ,fortune and loyal friends but honestly I don't think he deserves it. He's a completely different person in real life. He's the biggest player I've ever met,he's a jerk to almost everyone, has anger issues,g ets into at least one fight per day and so on. It's just that I never thought a person that sweet online would be that much of a douche in real life.
But even though he is such a jerk to me I still find myself wanting to be with him.
I don't get why. Is it me?
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.