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ing. My lungs hurt so much I thought they would burst. I k
were wet and slippery under my damn feet. Branches scratched my arms and thorns tore my dress. I
He said I was not good enough for him. He said I was much more worthless.
ot matter at all. He looked at me. He knew I was his mate.. He did not want m
I'm not good enough.. This was different. This was being rejected. Th
just sat there. Screamed. "Why?" I screamed into the darkness. The
e wind, hollowing. I cried until I had no tears left in my eye lids. My throat was much more sore. My eye
told me not to let anyone see my weakness.. She did not tell me what to d
eling in my chest like a space. Under that emptiness I felt something. It was like a spark. It t
s me. I tensed up. Get ready to fight.. Then I heard a voice. "Sera." It was
her. She saw the tears on my face. She saw the pain in my eyes. Wren did not say anything, s
nd warm. We sat there for a time when the moon was overhead
said. "I heard him." Wren told me a story she told me about Kael's
my shoulder. "This is not about you, " she said. "This is about his fear, his pride, h
r. Her eyes were fierce and strong. "You are not nothing, " she said. "You have never been nothing
en pulled me into a hug. I held onto her. She was warm and real. "You are not al
romise. Under the emptiness in my chest the warmth stirred again. It was strong
Wren spoke. "We should go back, " she said. "It is cold and you will get sick." I did not
nd the moon watched us. I touched my chest. The emptiness was still there, so
hall dark. The fires had burned low and the pack was asleep. I went to the om
ed, "Will tomorrow really be better?" She gave me a smile. It was sad. It was real. "
my blanket. Just stared up at the ceiling. The empty feeling was still ins
not know what was going to change or why things were going to change.. I could feel something
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