Wow guys I am so extremely sorry. I know it's been like three months since I've updated. i don't have much of an excuse, just life caught up to me an then my laptop broke. I'm sorry for this chapter, it has been kinda rushed and I lost my motivation and writers block took over. Still I hope you enjoy it. R&R again sorry.

-Lovelife xx


Chapter 11- Don't Follow Me

I just declared war.

It was them four words escaped her that she felt a rush of excitement and adrenaline. It was sick and it was wrong bit just the notion that she would be fighting once again for her life, that brought a sudden joy. Fighting, war, ass kicking, that's all she knows. All she remembers.

It was wrong of her to drag them into other shot, but as they keep saying they're pack, they will always have each others back. Yet here she was pacing in front of her car. Contemplating just getting into her car, driving away, and sorting all the shit herself. They would be pissed but they'd get over it, eventually. How can they expect her to do anything else. She spent so long not trusting anyone, she just can't suddenly trust them. Plus they couldn't fight for shit.

Mine

Where the fuck did that come from.

Mine.

Just one word which had been haunting her for the last two nights.

Mine.

There was only one reason a wolf would growl mine and there was no damn feat Alyssa fucking Hale has a mate. She didn't deserve a mate, she was cruel and twisted. She was fuck up in every god damned way and she would not bring him down with her.

She would not cause them more torture than they had already suffered. It was with that last thought that Alyssa jump into her car and started driving, only one destination set in mind.


'Aly? Aly? I thought we were going to train?'

Lydia Martins silky voice traveled thorough the empty Hale house. She couldn't find Aly anywhere and it was starting to piss her off. Aly had gotten them into this mess, declaring war then demanding they train harder but yet here she was searching the Hale property when It was Alys idea to begin with. Fucking Haled. She loved Alyssa to bits she really did but Aly must have been passed the same I-can-and-will-piss-you-off Gene that her brother also possessed. Fucking infuriating Hales.

Her eyes were drawn down to a small folded piece of paper on the kitchen table.

Do not follow me.

No explanation, no apologies. Just four words. Four simple words that sent ice cold shivers shoot through her body.

'Fucking Hales'


Corrected 06/07/2014. Thank to the reviewer that pointed out my mistake.