Becoming

Chapter 1

(Edited)

I had always believed in fate; everything happens for a reason. Your whole life is written down for you and everything you say and do will lead to something else. As I stare at the man I loved I wondered what I had ever don't to offend the fates. My beloved has a women, a stranger, clinging to him as if she couldn't put all of her love in a singular kiss. He held her like he holds me, kissed her like he could never get enough of her, like she was the one thing he loved more than anything.

My mouth feels dry and my heart becomes ice. I realized then that the fares were doing me a favor, separating me from a man than would only bring me heart ache. I don't have the courage to say anything so I take a step back and then another. My footstep echo in the marble stairs, Dylan rips himself away from her and his gaze swings towards me. All I can hear is his panting, my stomach dips as I look at him, I want to scream, I want to lash out, I want to cry but something like ice grips my heart and I slowly turn away.

I keep my head high and my shoulders back when all I want to do is curl up in a while and die. Part of me wants him to get on his knees and beg but another part feels sickened to hear his voice.

His voice calls out behind me but I never stop walking.

I don't look back.

I'm walking away from my alpha.

I'm walking away from my pack.

I'm walking away from my position.

I'm walking away from my mate.

I'm walking away from my life.

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I look up at the pack doctor. After I left Dylan I decided to go home to the pack I left to be with him: the winters pack. Her face is full of tight wrinkles and an apologetic smile on her face. I swallow  this isn't happening! Things as odd as this only happens in movies.

Pregnancy was something that was supposed to be cherished and celebrated by a couple, not something someone should be ashamed of. She leaves quickly after she delivers me the news and I feel horrible. I had original called the doctor over to cut of my bond with Dylan and during this I learned that I was pregnant.

I quietly walked down the stairs. My aunt never liked Dylan and when we first met I used to feel exhilarated when I snuck out to meet him. After all I was only sixteen and for once in my life I had something that was only mine. I didn't have to share and it was something my parents could confiscate.

"Auntie?" I call.

"I'm in the kitchen dear."

She's standing over the stove with a wooden spoon in her hand, whatever she's cooking makes me feel slightly sick. I lean against the door frame and watch her for stir around the pasta happily. When I returned here two weeks ago she wasn't not at all pleased with my heart my wet and heartbroken appearance.

"Um I have to talk to you privately." I mumble shakily

She looks up from her place and smiles at me and motions me to sit down. My aunt is the current Luna of the celestial pack and I remember always feeling out of place in her presence because of the natural power that she oozed.

I lick my lips and murmur. "I'm pregnant."

"Speak up Ella. "she replies patiently

"I'm pregnant." I say only slightly louder but I could tell from her facial expression that she heard me.

"Oh my gosh." she says pulling me into her embrace as I whimper softly in her arms.

She murmurs sweet things into my hair as I sob like a child in her arms. It seemed odd that only a month ago I was the most powerful women in my pack and so quickly I had been reduced to being an unstable child.

I felt water drip down my face as my aunts tears mixed with my own.

The fates were laughing at me.