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Chapter two

Chapter Two

Aria's POV

Yes it happened. My worse nightmare came to reality just like I had imagined. A rejection from my supposed mate. I clutch my chest tight as I feel a sudden throbbing pain. My wolf howls in agony and Lucas's words slowly reply over and over again in my head. I stare at him in disbelief and stagger backward. I hear indistinct chattering coming from the crowd of people surrounded around I and Lucas. I turn around and start to run away from the crowd of people. I make my way past the crowd of people and i successfully make my way out of the ball room even though I had to push people away just to find my way out of that room.

Everywhere suddenly becomes suffocating, I clutch my chest tight and allow tears to flow down my cheeks. I make my way into my room and I hastily shut the door behind me.

I slump to the floor and bursts into tears. I cry my eyes out and Lucas's words do not leave my head, not for once.

I successfully cry myself to sleep and the next morning I am woken up by the noise coming from my room.

"She is awake." I hear one of the girls in my room yell. Apparently I am not the only one who stays in the room, some other girls share the room with me.

I have never been in good terms with these girls. They were always mocking me whenever they saw me clinging around Lucas so now that they know everything that happened last night, they are probably never going to stop talking about it.

I flutter my eyes open slowly and my eyes come in contact with the white ceiling. I release a heavy sigh and run a hand through my hair in frustration as the memory of last night slowly replays in my mind. I bite my lower lip to hold back the tears that threaten to fall from my eyes.

"Aria, are you okay darling? I hope Lucas's words did not get to you too much." One of the girls in my room say in a mocking tone. She chokes out a hysteric laughter and the other girls in the room join her in laughing.

I try to ignore them but it gets even worse when I step out and all eyes are literally on me. They all make whispering noise and mock my presence.

I know that I can no longer take it, even though I choose to ignore them for days, I can not always ignore them forever and I know that things do not always pass by so easily in the pack, news spreads like wildfire and it stays for years, almost forever.

Thankfully for me, throughout the day, I was able to ignore their sly remarks, although I did cry a few times but I was able to hold myself and not break down in tears in front of anyone till nightfall.

Tonight, I have made up my mind that I can not spend another night at the pack house. I can not survive with the mockery coming from everyone around me. I have become a laughing stock to everyone which means I am as good as a clown. Although in as much as I hate to admit this to myself, my reason for wanting to leave is not mainly because of the embarrassment, yes I can not bear the embarrassment and mockery coming from my peers but the main issue is having to see Lucas all over and over again. Whenever I set my eyes on him, it reminds me of last night and what makes everything more pathetic is the fact that I still love him and I still wish he would reconsider and come back to his senses. I really wish he would just come back to me, without wasting any time, I would gladly receive him with my arms wide open.

I allow a drop of tear to fall down my cheeks as I cast one last glance at my room. This would be the last time I would ever be stepping foot into this place. Good riddance.

I gaze outside of the window and my eyes settle on the full moon. I slide the window open slowly in order to avoid waking the girls up. I clutch the straps of my backpack tight and count to three before jumping out of the window.

Thankfully for me, I land perfectly on the floor, the guards that are usually in front of the gate are not there, they are probably lurking around and drinking their sorrows away. It is what they do.

I am able to escape out of the pack house without alerting anyone.

The first few nights of my escape are spent on the lonely streets, I am start to regret ever running away.

Tonight, the food stuffs I stole from my pack are finished, the night is cold and I am hungry. I rub my bare skin and burst into sobs at how helpless I have become in just the past few days.

Suddenly, I hear loud footsteps, I hastily j******f my feet and yell "Who is there?"

I do not get a response so I pick up a tree branch lying on the floor and aim it towards the direction the footsteps are coming from.

"Who is there?" I yell again when the footsteps even draw closer. I hear a loud growl erupt from that same direction, my heart races extremely fast and I gulp a lump down my throat. The rain begins to shower heavily and it clouds my eyesight.

Am I really going to end up dead by a hungry beast in the woods.

"What the hell do you think you are doing all by yourself in this dangerous woods?" A feminine voice yells startling me from behind. I turn around and attempt to hit the culprit with the tree branch but of fear, the tree branch falls to the floor.

"Calm down, I am not here to fight you. I am just wondering what you are doing all by yourself in such dark and lonely woods." The lady says in a calmer and gentle tone. I release a sigh of relief that I am not alone in this dangerous woods. I can not see her face clearly but I know I have never seen her before, her face looks unfamiliar.

"Do you have a name? What pack do you belong to? Are you lost?" The lady throws questions at me. This time her voice is laced with concern and pity.

"Yes, I have a name." I say in a low tone. I pause to choke out a small sob and go ahead to say "No, I do not have a pack. Not anymore."

"Oh my goodness, why? Did you lose them in a fire or something? Are they all dead?" The lady throws questions at me but I am too heartbroken to even utter a single reply to her. I just want to find shelter right now. I am sure the lady notices the look on my face because she sighs and says "Forget I ever asked, just come with me because you clearly look frightened."