Lost Hope

Ghosts of Mistakes Past

The dream always began with a darker version of me sitting in the woods waiting. What followed never failed. She didn't see death arrive. 

I didn't realize when they sedated me again, the dream would follow. This time something is different. The girl is me. The guy is Calvin. My mate was the killer? 

She normally spoke only two words. This time she looked right at me watching. I tilted my head wondering if the drugs were causing the change in my dream. 

"Don't follow my same path Liz"  

I felt like screaming at this point, but the drugs have me trapped. 

"Why did he do this?" I asked with tears running down my face. 

"He was tricked by another. Matthew chose to believe others words before my own. I am you from a previous life. Calvin is Matthew from a previous life. The path you choose going forward will determine the outcome for all werewolf kind. The question is will you both choose to follow our mistakes or let love guide your future?"

I waited for her to say something else, but she just stared contemplating the fate that was about to replay again.

"King Matthew?"  He looked identical to my Calvin. There was no denying the truth she was saying.

He slid his hands along her soft dark skin adoringly. She leaned into his hands. She mouthed to me "only you can change what this life has in store for us" He gently swiped where the mate mark should go and wrapped the other hand on her shoulder casually. As swift as the love he displayed, he briskly snapped her neck. The forest echoed with the crack.