Chapter 4:Heartache

Everything breaks, people also break.

Jevis_508

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I am Ignacio Raul,  alpha of the Midnight Howl pack. Your mate!

At his declaration, my body stiffened. Oh my goddess! I have been so distracted by these flowers that I forgot what I came here for.

"I am not prepared," I whispered to myself. Whether or not he heard it, he gave no remark and still held his aloof attitude.

I guess I can not__

"My pack__

We started at the same time, I waited for him to continue but realized it wouldn't happen, so I decided to continue.

I am sorry, I can't, I am not ready for a mate now, I just turned 18. I know this might hurt or I might sound insensitive, but I can't.....

I did it! I should be happy that I was able to say what I felt and wanted without hesitation, yet the ache and heaviness in my chest say otherwise. I shouldn't feel like this. After all, I came here to deny going with him.

I wanted to continue, albeit I just couldn't, Maybe it was the look in his eyes. His expression was so cold, but the same couldn't be said about his eyes. His eyes did not hold anger, hurt, or pain like I thought they would. Rather, they held confusion.

His eyes held so much puzzlement, he resembled a child who was being punished but had no idea why, like a child who is used to being punished because of his flaws, however, this time he does not know what he had done wrong.

What exactly has this man been through? I felt an ache in my heart. At that moment, I almost conceded and accepted the bond, yet I was more selfish than I believed.

"I am sorry, I finally was able to go on,  I am not rejecting you, I'm just not ready to be mated yet. I hope you will understand. Again, I am very sorry," I said, walking past the unmoving man and out of the garden.

I felt another hitch in my heart as I took one final look at his back, which looks so desolate standing in the centre of a beautiful dark rare garden. The picture looked so serene yet heart-wrenching. Stilling my heart, I took the last step obscuring him from my sight.

I truly ____ I never got to finish what I truly was because I felt a cold gaze latched on me, causing goosebumps to appear on my skin.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" a voice I was so used to its gentleness asked in a very cold tone that I would not have recognized if I wasn't standing in front of her.

Mother! I whispered in shock at the woman who stood in front of our two-story building house, looking very ready to kill.

I_i "Can I even tell her where I have been?"  How would she react if she found out that I found my mate and then dumped him before even getting to know him?

I asked you a question, Lian Scott Regine. Where exactly have you been?

I_i,  ah! The same feeling of melancholy, looking at the woman in front of me, I couldn't help the feeling of anger that rushed through my veins. I love my mother, I do and I love that she loved me too however, if she didn't restrict me and made me feel so clueless and inexperienced, then maybe, just maybe I would have accepted my mate with a full chest instead of seeking adventure and experience first.

Even with all the love and respect I have for her, I could not help the anger I felt yet, I felt like running into my mother's arms to seek comfort because no matter how mad I was she was still my mother and also my best friend.

So without wasting any more time,  I leapt into my mother's arms to seek comfort, waiting for her to accept the hug and forgo her anger, and when she did I pulled even further into her chest trying to if possible merge with her and escape all the pain I felt.

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Ignacio stood in the garden of witch core, starting into nothingness, yet replaying the event of the past two hours in his mind. However, he could still not find at which point he had messed up.

"I even spoke," he thought " to not offend her."

He was still trying to understand the situation.  Ignacio did not know much about emotions, mating or anything apart from strategies in business to provide for his pack and war to defend his pack but he was pretty sure that what went down between him and his mate whose name he still doesn't know was wrong.

Though he never paid attention to people around him unless it's Koba with information he still could not escape the happiness and tales of irritating alphas and warriors on how magical and natural it felt to find a mate.

"They say it's a natural occurrence." "A mate can not live without his or her mate, your mate cannot and will never reject or refuse you" he remembered all the words and conversations, Koba and his warriors had at every moon festival the pack had held that his over-sensitive ears could not escape hearing especially when his presence was a must.

So what happened?  He asked himself.

Alpha! His attention was drawn from his thoughts to the man standing a step behind him. He was just some inches shorter than his almost seven feet one, with very broad shoulders, bed hair a mix of black and brown with very unique magenta coloured eyes which are a mix of purple and red a very odd colour but beautiful nonetheless. All in all, he is one of the most beautiful men in his pack.

Many people feared the midnight howl pack because its alpha and warriors are ruthless, and it's the largest standing and undefeated pack in the world that even the royal pack of Godderian fears.

However, when they are tales about how Aphrodite the goddess of beauty herself has handcrafted every soul tied to the midnight howl pack, the male taking the look of gods and the female the look of the goddess, no matter how much danger revolves around the pack and warning from wiser generation,  people still find themselves drawn to the pack like 'Icarus to the sun' some hoping to find their mates, others only hoping to get a gleams of the surreal beauty residing in the pack.  Some made it unlike Icuras, and some like Icarus got burnt and drowned for going too close to the sun(alpha).