I wake up every morning of that week with a pounding headache. The days went by great, but every evening someone or the other would comment on how cute or perfect Daniel and I are for each other, or how Daniel is completely focused on me. What followed after that was an overwhelming sense of guilt and drinking the evening away- drinking my guilt away. Apart from that, the weekend was great. I kept myself away from the forest as much as I wanted to go into it. I kept thoughts of Zyon out of my head and focused on Daniel and his family. By the week came into an end, I was in no mood to leave. I realized how focused I'd been on work for the past year. I hadn't given enough breaks to myself. With promises, of seeing each other soon, Daniel and I departed to get back home, to our jobs and lives.

On the drive back home, I looked at Daniel as he ran his fingers through his hair, '

He says.

"I said, imagining it in my head.

The love of the forest I realized was one thing I would never share with Daniel. The one thing that was an inherrant part of me, nature, was something he didn't see the same way. But he was perfect in all other regards. The perfect man.

My phone rang, with Alpha Amor's name popping up on the screen. "I say to Daniel.

"

With that he hangs up. I'm relieved to know Zyon has left. It means I won't have to take a repressant tonight. I can avoid that horrible pain. By the time, we reach our apartment it's already six and I have to be at the pack at 8.

I run into the shower, wash my hair, and shave. I put on a halter olive green dress that stops at my knees. I put on nude, flat pumps underneath. I was a little too exhausted to wear heels. As I put on my makeup, light eyeliner, mascara, and pinkish gloss, I let my hair dry. It's already straight so I know there's not much I have to do to it.

I step outside my room, ready to go. Daniel looks up and says,

I wave at him and leave the flat, getting straight into a cab and going to the pack. Zarah and Yasmeen are waiting for me by the entrance. A week feels like way too long, it feels like I haven't seen them in forever.

"

Zarah says.

I huff.

Zarah rolls her eyes at me as I tackle her into a hug and then bring Yasmeen into it.

Yasmeen says, as she throws her hands up in the air.

Zarah and I start laughing in exasperation. Zarah suddenly stops walking. She looks at me. There is something I need to tell you though and you should know before we go in.

"

She takes a deep breath. She pauses.

I didn't know what to think. Zyon, now, knew I was hiding from him. Well, not me specifically. but his mate generally.

Zarah nods. "

We walk into the pack house where dinner hasn't started yet, which is weird because it usually starts exactly at eight and we are fifteen minutes late.

"

I sit down in my chair, with Zarah to my right and Yasmeen on my left.

I'm out of my seat, before he completes his sentence as I hear a car pull up outside and an intoxicating scent fills my nose. My sense and mind go into overdrive. Yasmeen and Zarah look at me and realize, I'm without the pill. Just as I'm about to bolt out of the room, the hinges to the door are practically thrown off.

Zyon storms in, in a plain black t-shirt, with navy blue jeans. His eyes land on me, they narrow when they realize who I am and what I am to him, and then I see confusion and then anger behind his eyes. That's when I take off running.