Alone: My Cursed Fate

Karmina

*Karmina*

I anxiously wait in the shack that we temporarily settled in. It has been two months since my mate, Daniel, and I joined the small pack of rogues. I met Daniel almost a year ago now. Back then, I was still living with my coven. Daniel was an omega in a small pack located in Ohio. I never thought that I would be mated to a werewolf, but when I met Daniel, nothing else mattered except him. His pack was a brutal pack that beat omegas and forced them to work as little more than slaves. Daniel was assigned to visit the city off of pack grounds to purchase supplies for one of the many upcoming lavish parties that his so-called alpha hosted for his spoiled brat of a daughter. That day, I was at the market looking for herbs for a healing potion to cure a sister from my coven who had fallen ill. Next thing I knew, a handsome werewolf with short brown hair and kind eyes was pulling me into an embrace and smelling all over me like a crazy person. The minute he looked me in the eyes and said "Mine", I knew my life would be forever changed.

We began to visit each other in secret for months. This was dangerous for Daniel because his Alpha did not approve of inter-species matings and even if he did, he forbade his omega slaves from having mates because it distracted them from their work. One day, Daniel was sneaking over the pack border to meet me when he was caught by the border patrol and brought to the Alpha for punishment. The Alpha brutally beat him, nearly killing him, and locked him away in the pack dungeons. I knew immediately that something was wrong when I felt a pang in my chest and Daniel had not showed up to meet me at our spot. I teleported myself onto pack grounds and eavesdropped on two omegas who were talking about what happened to my Daniel. I learned that he was being kept in the dungeons, so I teleported myself down there, freed him, and then teleported us both out of there.

Ever since then, Daniel and I have been living life as a rogue wolf and a witch without a coven. We couldn't return to my coven together because Daniel's old alpha would have found us and killed us both. It has been so unbearably hard to watch Daniel transition into a rogue wolf. As time went on, Daniel and his wolf began losing their humanity. Life as a rogue is hard for werewolves, they need a pack to stay sane and strong. Daniel was slowly losing his mind, away went his kind eyes and his sweet nature. He now remains silent most of the time, watching life go by with a distrustful eye. Even in this state, he has always treated me like his princess. I fear though that eventually Daniel will change completely and he won't even recognize me anymore, his mate.

Two months ago, as we journeyed across the country, we came across this small pack of rogues in Minnesota. I convinced Daniel that we should stay with them. I thought that maybe being in a pack of rogues would help my Daniel return to me, or at least bid our time with them until we could find a pack that would officially take us in. Daniel could work for the pack as an omega and I could be an asset as well with my magic. However, I think that joining this pack of rogues was a mistake as they frequently turn to violence in order to steal food and other necessities from travelers we come across and nearby packs. Today, they all set out to forage for food for us. I worry that they will cross into pack borders and try to steal food as this never turns out well for us.

As I wait here, I feel a pang in my chest. A pain similar to that which I felt so many months ago when that cruel alpha had hurt Daniel. This can only mean one thing- my Daniel is hurt somewhere out there. I wait a few minutes longer, but the pain is now becoming unbearable. Suddenly, it feels as though my heart is being ripped out of my body, and I cry out in pain as I fall to the ground. I slowly stand through the pain, and try to gain my bearings. I need to get to Daniel.

I use our bond to feel for the pieces of our soul that are tethered together ever since Daniel marked me, but that tether is fraying. Tears stream down my face as I teleport to him, following that tether. Soon I am standing over Daniel's lifeless wolf. I clutch my chest as the last bit of that tether snaps. I fall to my knees and hold him. Daniel is dead. My sweet, hardworking mate with kind eyes and a good soul is dead.

I look up and see a young wolf with black hair and green eyes. Blood drips from his shoulder. He smells of my Daniel. Looking him in the eyes with a hatred that I have never felt before, I say to him, "You will pay". I teleport myself and Daniel's body back to our shack. Daniel has shifted back into his human form. His short brown hair matted down and his once kind eyes now empty and staring. I let the tears flow down my face as I grieve the love of my life. I feel what was once the best part of my soul withering away and being replaced by pure hatred.

"And pay he will".