Fiarra

The tiny cold droplets of water poured over me from the dark clouded sky, as I stood in the middle of a stranded road, waiting for Onyx to come back to me.

Maybe I was wrong but my intentions were right. I knew that I was playing with the fire when I left the pack in search of my mate in this human world but I was burnt when he did not accept me as his mate.

He did not reject me either but there is nothing else to say about the mate bond. Did the goddess curse me for not following my mother’s path? Or I am boycotted...