Memories
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I hit the punching bag again and again. My knuckles bled and I groaned in pain, but kept at it.
Each painful memory got lost as I focused intently on hitting the bag. It fell of and I picked it up, placing it back on again and continued to let my emotions and thoughts out through each punch.
Her voice still echos in my brain.
She didn't want me to leave her. She said she wanted me to stay.
How could I stay when I would just hurt her?
My heart ached as her voice replayed in my head. It haunted me when I tried to sleep and I missed her soft touch.
I surprised myself with these thoughts and emotions as I had only been gone a couple of days, yet it felt like the longest, hardest days for me and that said a lot considering my life.
I growled loudly in frustration.
Life was never easy meant to be easy for anyone, but for me I never even understood the word. I never had the chance to know what easy meant, what happiness and good times were. Never.
Never has it happened to me where something in my life was easy to get or gain.
Always hard and always painful.
The cuts on my back were reminders of that.
The whip marks, the carved words, the tolerance to silver and wolfsbane and the pure and utter t*****e that went on in my head every single day.
Tears, one by one, fell from my eyes as I crouched on the ground, hugging myself as sobs racked my body.
The tears and blood mixed together on the ground as I let out a sorrowful howl. Soon joined by my 'pack'.
Pain and agony filled my long howl.
After a while I stopped, dusted myself off and stood up.
I shook out my limbs and cleared my head.
It won't rule me, I won't let it. I thought determined, glaring straight ahead and steeling myself mentally.
I did this on a daily basis, telling myself these motivating thoughts only to have them broken down, only to have them win. The memories always won, the mistakes would always rule over me.
That was my life.
I strode out of the training hut and crashed into my best friend, Kace, he smiled softly at me and led me into the forest.
"I know you found her, but I don't know why you left her," his voice pulled me back to reality as I looked up at him. His blonde hair messy and his hazel eyes flickered to me and then the trees.
"I-I don't know why I left her, okay? She is wonderful, amazing in all the right ways but I'm not. You know that better than anyone Kace," I plead with him, not ready for him to try to convince me to change my mind. It would be too easy, but then my mate would get hurt I just knew it.
My heart pounded and my ears were ringing as he gazed thoughtfully at me.
"She sure sounds like the perfect one for you. I know you've been through a lot, but doesn't that mean you deserve her now. You have faced hardships no wolf wants to face and survived so you should be happy you finally get to settle down." He stated running a hand through his hair as I slumped forward.
I stayed silent as he sat next to me on the log. My eyes wandered over the trees, but I didn't actually see them. All I saw was her red hair and her electric blue eyes.
"Her name is Rayla, she is everything I'm not." I explained softly, he breathed quietly not saying anything which I'm grateful for.
A comfortable silence rested between us, as we drifted into our own thoughts.
"She doesn't know does she?" His words startled me and I snapped my head up to meet his questioning gaze.
"Know what?" I asked even though I have a pretty good idea on what he is asking.
"You know with you being the Rouge King and all, she doesn't know that does she?" Kace inquired with a raised eyebrow at me.
"No she doesn't, it would put her in danger. If you're the werewolf king it is fine, praised even, but a werewolf Rouge King well it's never even been heard off. The rouges probably wouldn't like that someone else was ruling over them as well," I explained my fears quietly, as if someone were listening to our conversation.
"Look, I know you don't see it but they do care for you. Yes they don't all always listen, but they listen to you better than they would with any other wolf. They would die for you and they respect and honour you because you have saved them and kept them safe," Kace's words warm my cold heart and I smiled proudly.
"Buddy, I want to meet her and I'm sure she is dying right at this moment because you aren't by her side. Go see her and bring her back here, with her family's permission though, and see what she thinks." I nodded eagerly at my friend's wise words and hopped of the log with renewed energy.
Hey Guys
I LOVE Kace already what about u guys??
Hope u enjoyed
Good or bad??
A tiny bit into Darius' past, a bit sad and scary if u ask me
Taya ❤
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