I'll see you in hell

Chapter 2

 Have a picture of Tate played by the amazing Evan Peters ------->

Clara's POV

"Wait Clara!"

I spun around to see my brother running down the stairs, his hair flying everywhere as he stopped in front of me, tears leaking out of his eyes.

"I-I love you. You're still my sister bu-but I can't go against Cameron, he's ou-my alpha."

I bit my lip, furiously wiping away the tears on my face as my heart shattered completely with his confession. I have no one anymore. No one wants me. With that realisation I collapsed on the muddy ground not caring that my clothes were rapidly soaking up mud.

"He said I can't-I can't ever see you again after today or else I'll lose everything. I have a mate out there for me, I couldn't stand it if even they hated me," He pleaded as I shook my head in disbelief trying my best not to fall apart in front of him.

"I still love you though Clara," he whispered weakly. As if that changes anything. I would have done anything for him, die a million times for him but I guess he wouldn't do the same.

He obviously mistook the heart broken expression on my face as one of disbelief because the next words he said hit home.

"You wouldn't understand, you don't have a mate, you wouldn't know what it would feel like to completely shunned and hated! I just can't risk losing everything, I'm so sorry."

He turned around heading back to the pack house, his shoulders slumped in defeat. Nothing could prepare me for the pain his words caused and I gasped in shock, feeling like everything inside me had been stolen, leaving behind a vast gaping hole of darkness.

The tears stopped and I suddenly felt cold, empty and lifeless. This is the last time anybody breaks my heart. Finally the dam inside me broke and I spoke for the first time in fifteen years.

"You're wrong!"

He turned around his mouth hanging wide open as his eyes bugged out of his head, as he stared at me like I was an alien.

"I do understand Tate, don't you get it? Everyone hates me, my mate doesn't want me, I don't have a family! I have nothing! But I guess I don't matter so I'll leave you to go to your perfect life. I loved you, you know?"

Ignoring his protests, I took my bag filled with illegal substances, leaving behind my whole life, and ran off into the night.

Never again will I let someone in, I swear.

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Cameron's POV

"Wake up Cameron!" A shrill voice penetrated my dream and I groggily cracked open my eyes to see a pair of make up caked eyes staring back at me, "happy sixteenth birthday!"

"Holy shit!" I yelled, shocked by the face I saw before me, scrambling away from the naked girl on my bed, appalled at my decision. I must have been completely wasted to pick someone that atrocious looking. The girl kept on babbling on and on about something, unaware that I wasn't paying attention until her next few words snapped me out.

"Am I your mate Cameron," she squealed, smashing her lips onto mine as she pashed the life out of me. I blinked for a few seconds, unable to comprehend what had just happened before prying her disgusting lips off me, shuddering as a string of saliva formed between us.

"What are you doing you slut, get out now!" I roared, squashing the small pang of guilt forming in my stomach when the girl started to cry,"we're not mates you deluded whore, my mate will be perfect unlike you!"