Aries Blackwood

Rage took over my mind as I ran deeper into the woods.

No. This cannot happen. It was not possible. I cannot have another mate. I don't want anyone. No one but her. Only her.

It had already been a year since she had left me, and I had somehow managed to learn to live with only her memories. But now, I cannot even do that. Not when there's another being that reminds me of her absence even more. Every time I breathe.

Why was she doing this to me? Was it her way of punishing me for pushing her away from me? Was she so cruel to do that? I know she was watching me from somewhere up there. Probably laughing at my pathetic self, right now. Of what I have now become.

My paws bounced off the ground as I ran faster. Harder. Guilt was taking over the pain in my heart. She reminded me of it by mating me with someone else. I don't know who was playing this sick game. Her or destiny again.

My paws landed on the ground as I skidded to a halt. I faced up to the now dark sky and howled at her. At them. At myself. My pathetic self that could only blame others now for my own doing. For everything that was my fault.

I howled my anger, my pain, my confusion. What was I to do now? I did not want her. She looked nothing like her. In fact, she was the complete opposite of what she was. This human that laid on the infirmary bed was weak. She looked frail as if one touch from me was enough to shatter her body into pieces.

While she was strong. She was the definition of power and dominance. She was an Alpha. A goddess. She was no, she still is my everything. The other half of my soul.

When my rage finally died down, her words repeated over my head as I lay on the ground, defeated, my head on my paws.

"May love find you once more."

No. I cannot find another love. My one and only love was her. It will always be her. But I let her go. I let her walk out of my life so easily. I rejected her from ever being in my life. I was the reason that she was no longer with me. She was gone because of me.

She left because I told her to. I now remember the day she told that she would never leave me unless I told her to. And my stupid self was consumed with so much hate and grief at that time that it made me forget her words. I said the one thing that I had promised myself never to. I told her to leave.

That day haunts me as it flashes across my eyes, over and over. Her voice held so much disappointment towards me. Those hurtful words that I spoke to her. Anger got the best of me and now it left me with nothing. Nothing but a broken heart.

Even though she took away the pain of the broken bond, my broken heart could never be mended. Only she could. But I have now realised, how impossible it was.

I closed my eyes shut. If I could cry in my wolf form, I would have created a puddle of tears by now. But I cannot. I couldn't.

And for the first time since she left, I truly felt weak. Defeated. I felt lost.

But all I know is that this human, I will never accept in my life. My heart belonged to her and it will only long for her until the day I die. Maybe even after.

The memories of her face, her sweet smile flashed across my closed eyes as I felt myself calm down. I laid on the cold hard ground as I thought of her again. How life could have been, if she was here. And how I would never let her go if, only if, I had a chance to be with her again. I would hold her tight, in my arms. For the rest of eternity. And this time, if she leaves again, I too would leave this world with her. Because death seemed to be a better option to me right now than living without her.

At least I would be able to have a glimpse of her face. Or maybe not. I deserved to rot in the pits of hell.

I let the dream take over my eyes, my conscious. The only place I could be together with her for the rest of my life. A reality of my dream. The reality that I wanted to live in. A reality where I imagined a family of my own. With her. A small happy family with two little ones running around the kitchen and me running after them. While she shouted and laughed at us as she held out the wooden spoon that she was cooking with.

She cooked spaghetti. I remember she once told me that it was her favourite food. I imagined her to be a very good cook which I'll never know but I can only imagine it now. Then she glared at us angrily as I held the two little ones of either side of my arms. We all looked back at her equally terrified.

Her midnight black hair loosely plaited back while her equally dark eyes warned us not to mess the house further. She now places her hands on the either side of her hips with a very swollen belly of hers with another child. Our child.

I growled sadly as I laid on the depths of the dark woods in this silent night. I felt a sad lonely tear run down my face. I guess nothing was impossible.

I shed tears in this form too. Tears for my love.

I guess it's true then. You never really know what you have until you lose it. And I had it. I had the best, but I lost it.

I lost her. Althea. My only love.

Here's Aries's. Enjoy!