Prologue
Never in my wildest dreams have I thought that something like this could happen to me. Despite all the warnings from the Elders I think I was still a bit skeptic about certain stories told around the bone fire during the nights of full moon.
When I was younger I used to run through the forest imagining how it would be like to be part of that magic that surrounded us, to be capable to communicate with the spirits of our ancestors.
Taha Aki was certainly my favorite of them all. The bravest one and the first to become a shape-shifter, a werewolf as some people would call it.
I've always believed that the best thing would be the increased speed. I've always loved to run. It's something that makes my mind drift into space and away from all sorts of trouble in the world. Well, at least for a brief time anyway…
Sadly, a couple of years later, I would know for sure how they felt because I became one of them. Most people would think of that as a gift from the spirits. Well, to tell you all the truth, at first I thought it was kind of a curse!
Everything in my life began to deteriorate from the moment the mutant gene triggered among our tribe.
First, Sam began to change and avoided me. Only a year later I would understand why on earth he did that. Later on he imprinted on my best friend (not to mention cousin) and I was truly devastated.
I did not wanted to talk to anyone and used to spent most of my days alone in the woods while thinking about how much I hated Sam and wanted some sort of revenge on him and his precious Emily for breaking my heart.
Of course no one understood my behavior and no one ever would. Only those who suffered a huge disappointment like mine could be able to understand.
I loved that man more than my own life and it never occurred to me that one day he would leave me for someone else.
My brother used to tell me at that time how annoying I was; being a werewolf does not gives you much privacy and we could easily read each others thoughts from miles away. I guess I was kind of a brat; making my pack brothers see and live with my misery all day long; specially Sam who had created that mess in the first place.
To tell you all the truth I've never believed in that crap of imprinting; as far as I was concerned it was just an excuse he had made-up in order to make me fell a little bit better. Guess what? It didn't worked at all!
But then it started to happen to the others as well. Jared and Quil were the first ones, followed closely by Paul. God! I thought that it would never end!
However, I never got worried about myself. I knew that my heart was torn for good and that I would never let another man get this close to me again. And what was the point anyway right?
That was until now. Until I saw him for the very first time although I have known him all my life.
Author's note:
First of all, welcome. I'm really glad that you decided to give this fic a try and I thank you for that.
Secondly, this is a REPOST of one of my stories. I must warn you that although it's a repost it's still a work in progress and I tend to change the plot every chance I get. ;)
Suggestions and comments are more than encouraged.
Also, I do not own any of the characters that you will recognize in this fic. They belong to SM only. However, I do own some that will appear in later chapters.