The Queen of Rogues

HAVEN'S POINT OF VIEW

When I was young, I have always wondered how does it feels like to have a mate. Seeing werewolves around me, happily talking and looking so in love with their mates is something that I also wanted to feel.

Eversince then, I was alone. Let's just say, I am an orphan. My parents were nowhere to be found. I was inside a basket, so fragile, alone, and almost freezing to death when the Alpha of Farrington Pack, Jacob, found me inside their border. He took pity with ny state. I was too young to be left alone inside the cold forrest, and so, he decided to bring me to their pack. They offered me a shelter and I became a member of their pack in exchange of me, being one of their helpers.

Despite of having a shelter to live in, there's still something that's missing. The missing puzzle to complete me.

Love and care. That's what I need. I know that those are the things that I have been wanting eversince I've witnessed how some pack members became more happy everytime they find their mates. I want to have the same joy and satisfaction that they have on their faces. I want to be completely...happy too.

It was something that I wanted to feel. I wanted to feel the love and care that I wasn't able to experience eversince. And I know that I am going to feel that once I'll be able to find my mate.

Ecstatic, happiness and satisfaction. I immediately felt the pull when I saw Alpha Jacob's son, his heir, Tristan Farrington. I was eighteen when I found out he was my mate and when we stared at each other's eyes, I know that I wasn't the only one who's feeling the same pull towards each other that I was feeling.

But I didn't expect the force of pull to be this painful.

Tears started to stream down my face as I stare at the two figure in front of me. They didn't stop kissing each other passionately even though I am already standing in front of them.

No. I will be fooling myself if I'll say they're just kissing. Coz' no, they aren't just kissing passionately but they are having...sex.

I was deep rooted in my place as I continue to watch them. My heart hurts so much. It feels like someone was hammering it over and over again, stepping the now broken pieces of my heart. Even so, I still can't stop myself from watching them.

I know how much I became a martyr since I met Tristan. I suffered but I endured it all because we are mates! We were meant to be together! We are meant for each other! But he...doesn't want me as much as I want him. And that breaks me more.

'No! He's cheating! Mate is cheating!'

My wolf, Heaven, growled inside my head with so much pain in her voice.

'Stop him! Stop him!'

My wolf continued to shout inside my head but I choose to ignore it. Stop him? Nah. I've been trying to do that for almost a year now. But it looks like hurting me is one of his favorite hobbies now.

I know. I know from the first time that he didn't want me as his mate. He can feel the pull, alright. We both can feel it but he keeps on rejecting and denying it. Tristan told me that he didn't want an orphan mate. He didn't want someone who's as weak and as low as I am. He's going to be an Alpha and he doesn't want to be humiliated by the pack members for choosing such a weak Luna. He wants someone who's strong. Someone who's equal to him.