Hey guys, now if you opened this page, that means you're about to read my story, which is really exciting for me ! :)
My name is Carla and this is my first story being posted on this site. I just feel that an introduction is required because you're a reader and you're about to (if you haven't ran away yet from all my babbling) read my story so it is important that we have a basic reader-writer relationship (or at least that's what my English teacher is always saying). So here it goes my name is Carla, I'm 17 and my favorite color is blue. I'm from Australia and I absolutely love the sun. If you want to know more please check my page and if you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask.
I Know that i'm a new writer and this is my first story and that there's probably a million other stories on this site that have werewolves in them. I want you to know that my story will be different, just like any other writer i'm unique so my story will be unique. Basicaly i'm asking you not to get turned off by the fact that my story is on something very overdone.
I am open to all critism, so if you have anything to say about my story please do, it will be much appreciated and will go a long way in making me a better writer.
One more thing, i'm a perfectionst and am currently in my final year of highschool so i will probably be very busy. In other words i have other piroities and as much as i love writing, i may not always upload fast. So please be patient:)
Now i will finally shut up and let you read. So like, comment and fan :)
Chapter 1 : Not wanted
“Leah, I can’t.” He said and at that moment everything seemed to fall apart around me. Nothing made sense anymore.
“But… I… you’re my mate!”
He ran his muscular, tanned hands through his perfectly smooth hair and released a long sigh that seemed to be pushing me away from him, creating space between us.
“Because. For one, you are five years younger than me and to be honest I don’t want a mate. I like my single life and besides I have a pack to manage they have to have my full attention.” I stared at him in disbelief, he thought I was a distraction, on top of that he just admitted to wanting to play around. The realization that I wasn’t enough for him hit me full force and I struggled to keep my tears in check. What is one to say to that?
We stood in the ear-deafening silence, looking at each other, none of us knowing what to say to the other. I had my hands in tight fists and the jerk was just standing there, no emotion on his face, he didn’t even care that we were mates, All the tears I was holding back finally won the war and were streaming down my face. Getting revenge. Stupid tears. I hated feeling weak. I looked at his face and I saw pity in his eyes and that seemed to be the last straw. I didn’t want or need his pity. I wanted him.
“Fine.” I managed and turned around in an attempt to keep what little dignity I had left.
“Leah, wait.” But I didn’t. I kept walking. This was too much. I knew if I turned around, I would fall to my knees and beg him to reconsider. Leah Roberts begged no one. I could hear his steady, long steps behind me and he suddenly grabbed my arm. At that moment everything seemed to fade. There was only him and me. My heartbeat was moving at an unnatural speed and I felt hot all over to the point where I was sweating. We stood frozen for a moment before he finally let go of my arm and I hated my heart as it made a sad leap in my chest as the feeling of incompleteness rushed through me. It was like never knowing you needed something until you got a taste and than realised when it was gone that you couldn’t live without it.
|William Levy||as Alexander Snider|
|kendall jenner||as Leah Roberts|
|Adam Phebus||as Blake Roberts|
|Michael Trevino||as Jake Throbs|