I liked hurting them, I don't know why; but I did. I liked seeing the look on their faces when they realize I'm not who they thought I was. I liked to mentally tow with them, you know? Make them fall so deeply in love with me and then watch their faces change from happy to devastated in between the few seconds that they realize I never liked them. It was entertaining for me, it was like a game.
until I met her; She changed everything.
I was the unwanted.
I was the broken.
I was the girl no one wanted to be friends with.
I was the one who kept to myself scared of rejection.
I was the quietly smart one no one came close to.
I was the mate he didn't dare want.
She grew up in the pack without friends or support. Her extended family was there for her at a distance. None of the other wolves liked her at all. She was beaten, bruised and nearly killed on a weekly basis. Scars mar her skin. She's not beautiful anymore. They don't understand what it's like to be her. Never will they. Not even her mate.