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Jenny

I fell deeply in love. After three incredible nights, he abandoned me. He showed me a world where all my needs were taken care of – from basic necessities like food and clothes to the comforting comfort of his arms. Those nights seemed to last forever. After he left, I felt something was missing – my heart. It used to be my own. But after experiencing such powerful love, I felt he took my heart when he left, leaving me confused and uncertain.

I was sure we were meant to be together, but then there was his wife. I had practically no chance to compete. Even if he was single, there was almost no chance he would recognize me as his equal. He was the leader, a towering figure, while I was insignificant. Who was I? Just an ordinary woman, unsure about myself.

But I treasure the three unforgettable days we spent together. Those moments felt like a dream. They seemed unreal but they happened.

One morning he kissed me gently on my forehead, like he was saying goodbye. Realizing that our dream was ending, I felt heartbroken. I watched him, memorizing his features for what could be the last time, we kissed as if we might never see each other again.

But I was lucky. He let me stay in the lake house for as long as I wanted. He promised to visit me occasionally as 'friends', which hurt me deeply. It was like a king dethroning his queen. Gone were the days when he treated me like a queen. The small hope of us having a future together was gone. The harsh reality that he would never be mine and I would never be his left me feeling empty.

He left me quickly, as if his wife was calling him back. Before he left, he instructed his lieutenant to provide for my needs every week including food, clothing, or money. His tone suggested he had forgotten our shared intimate moments, like he had never held me or listened to my heartbeat.

I was overwhelmed with feelings of emptiness and unworthiness. Even though he had been kind, I felt ignored for the first time since our meeting. Ignoring the connection we had was a difficult truth to swallow. I felt worthless, more so than ever before.

When he said goodbye casually and closed the door gently, my body tensed. I felt like screaming. It was as if my heart was a delicate vase on the edge of a table – unstable, in danger of smashing into pieces. His words were a strong gust of wind that pushed my heart off the edge. As the door shut, my heart broke. I fell onto the cool wooden floor, sobbing.

My eyes were tightly closed as I tried to hold back a flood of tears. My hopes of his return were crushed by his final words. He was going home, back to his Luna, while I was alone, a broken girl crying on the floor of a house filled with his memories.

I thought about trying to find my distant father to escape these painful feelings. But something held me back, encouraging me to stay, to wait out this pain for a bit longer. So I stayed, as days turned into nights, each leaving behind lonely reminder of its passing.

It was unbearable, the never ending loneliness battling against memories of him.

On the other hand...

Alpha Zachary

As I made my way back to my castle, my mind was a whirl of thoughts. I kept telling myself to forget her and just focus on Luna. After all, I had first felt the power of being Alpha when I was with Luna. I tried to convince my heart that my time with her was nothing more than a short fling. But deep down, I feared I was falling into great depths of love, becoming addicted to it.

Upon arriving home, a bitter truth hit me. Luna no longer ignited passion in my heart. I questioned myself. How could I have been so wrong? Was it Luna's dazzling beauty or the closeness we shared that had misled me? Or was it Luna's skilled seduction? I wished I could wipe the memories of our relationship from my mind, as though those nights had never happened.

My return got me worried about Luna's health. Even though we slept together rarely, Luna's pleas and her warmth against my chest stung with bitterness. Her words, "You've been away for three days already," hit me hard. I comforted her, physically being there but mentally putting up walls to keep her at a distance.

Things continued this way until one unfortunate night. Luna, still weak, sniffed the air around me, her wild eyes fixed on me. "What is this smell?" she demanded. I was as confused as she was, "What smell?" Luna's suspicion was clear; she lay back on the bed, accusingly looking at me, whispering, "Another woman’s scent!"

Her words split me in two; one part shocked, the other dismissive and accusing her of being delirious due to her illness. Luna apologized, validating my accusation. She might have been hallucinating. Still, I decided to sleep in another room, blaming Luna's sickness for my choice.

As days turned into nights, my mind kept turning back to Jenny. Her memories were an itch I just couldn’t scratch. Luna's constant attempts at seduction only reminded me of Jenny. When Luna tried to seduce me again, I was taken back to memories of Jenny, the extraordinary she-wolf with a hybrid identity and unforgettable eyes. Was I rejecting Luna because she was not my true love? Or was it because our bond as mates had grown weak, with Luna unable to give me a child?

All these swirling thoughts were interrupted by my Beta's announcement, "She's not there." The sudden news brought me back to reality, making me realise this was not just about me anymore. Jenny, your Alpha Zachary is coming for you, I thought as I raced towards the lake house.