Who are You? Book 2

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(5YearsAfterWait...What?)

Astra pov (Rusty)

I bolted up right. Panting heavily.
The paw print on my shoulder burning.
My body was drenched in a cold sweat.

All I remembered from my dream was my first pain and a pair of midnight blue eyes.

I rubbed my eyes, letting out a groan.

A banging assaulted my sensitive ears.
I covered them. Wincing as pain lashed through my back.

I didnt even remember last nights beating.

"ASTRA!!!"

I winced. Letting out a soft growl.

I pushed myself out of my sleeping place, ignoring the pain it brought.

I hurried up to the kitchen. Getting breakfast started before I invoked a beating from Him. I shivered at the thought.

Once breakfast was made, I set the table before quickly retreating to my sleeping place.

I sat down. A pain burning through my body.

I tried to ignore it. Instead concentrating on my memory.

I didnt remember much. Just pain.

Pain as teeth dug into my shouder, the place where the tattoo now resided.
Then the pain as my veins felt as if they were on fire. My bones breaking for the first time. Changing into a different shape. The feeling of fur suddenly sprouting from my skin. Like hundreds upon millions of needles piercing my skin.

Being ruled by pure instinct.
Hunt.
Drink.
Live.

No rational thought. That came with time. And time I had spent.

Time spent running through the woods until caught by Him. Time I had spent with Him. Almost 2 years.

Being completely lost to a beastly side. It being new. But not remembering a time before.

Except eyes.
Eyes that were a rich chocolaty brown. Sometimes blue around the pupil. Sometimes a whirlwind of midnight blue.

I dont know what they mean. Only that they are important.

Nicole pov

Sensory deprivation is not fun. Not for a girl. Not for a wolf. And it sure as hell not fun for a werewolf.

I havent met my mate yet. But the men I woke up in a house with say I have.

That its their daughter.

That she had gone missing.

But I dont remember her.
Nyx sure as hell doesnt.

Not her scent.
Not what she looked like.
Nothing.

I had regained my senses over the years.
First touch.
Then hearing.
Smell.
Sight.
Finally taste.

I was shown pictures of my mate.
Silver grey eyes. Dirty blonde hair.

As I was shown her pictures, heard about how we met. I remembered.

Our first kiss.
Her warm and inviting arms.
Her rich scent.
That she was my calm when I was petrified.

But somehow I still felt lost.
Like I had reread a book I had almost forgotten.

But it was Nyx.
Her memory of Rachel had been damaged. She didnt remember it as I did. To her, her mate is still unknown.

Our soulmate connection didnt work because we had met.

But sometimes I felt pain.
Whippings, needles, beatings, burning throughout my body.

Was it Rusty? Was she ok?

I knew Nyx and I would find her. We had to. We just need a clue.

First chapter! Bit of backround knowledge supplied. And can anyone guess what had happened to Rusty? Comment it!!!

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