Bonded

Four

I wake up covered in sheets, and the sun shining from the window.

I look towards my left and see the empty and cold space.

He's been gone for a while.

A pang hits my chest.

I gave him my virginity, and he just left me.

Alone.

I gave him everything I had left.

Now, there was nothing.

And he couldn't even stick around to tell me it had been good.

It felt amazing on my part, maybe he didn't like it. I didn't know what I was doing after all.

The tears are falling down my cheeks uncontrollably. 

I try to wipe them away, but they just keep falling.

I get up from the bed, grab some sheets and wrap them around my naked body. I make my way across the hall, and into my room.

I go into the bathroom.

I take a deep breath and look in the mirror.

My hair was a mess, I had a healthy blush on, and my skin seemed to be glowing. My eyes where red and puffy, and you could see all my emotions. Mostly pain.

I finally look towards where my neck meets my shoulder and see the mark.

I see his initials.
L.K

I will forever bear this mark on my skin.

I fall to the floor sobbing and clutch my face with my hands.

How will I live like this?

Unwanted by my own mate.

How?

I get up from the floor shakily, and get into the shower. I put the water ice cold, and I start shivering uncontrollably.

It helps though.

There's something else to focus on, other than my heart breaking.

I scrub my skin harshly, and try to forget last night.

Its useless.

I get out of the shower, find my clothes in the closet already hanged, put on a simple sky blue sundress, and shakily open the door and climb down the stairs.

I easily find my way to the big kitchen and see a lady cooing something on the stove.

"Uh, hi, I'm Rose." I say awkwardly standing in the doorway.

She turns around quickly with a bright smile on her face.
"Luna Rose! You are so beautiful! Pleased to meet you, I'm Maria!"

"Thank you, Maria. Uh, where's Alpha King?" I ask hesitantly.

"He left to go to a pack meeting with some of the pack officials, told me to tell you he will be back late." She says while putting food on a plate and gesturing for me to go sit at the table.

I do as she says, and try to not let what she said bother me.

Late.