Kaylee's P.O.V
Since I was bored as hell I decided to walk around my prison. So far I found skeletons.....skeletons....a coin....and more skeletons. I stopped in front of a wooden door that was bigger than the others and had a wolf's face carved neatly beside the rusty doorknob. They door creaked open and instantly I gagged at the foul odour coming from the room. Bile burns my throat as I force it down as close my watery eyes being a werewolf with heighten senses have a great disadvantages when it comes to strong odours especially when a room is stagnant of decaying flesh. I blocked the entrance of my nostrils with my thumb and forefinger then started to breath through my mouth but ended up coughing harshly in the process because the air was so thick it felt like I took a bite of it. I peered around the room through one watery eye that wouldn't stop overflowing with salty tears. The room was filled with rotting werewolf corpse. Some shifted, some partially and some in their human form. I was about to leave the unpleasant room but one corpse caused me to stop and forget about the side effects of the smelly room. A particular corpse that stood out from among the rest. It was the corpse of my first boyfriend.
Now everything was clear to me. I slowly walked over to it and touched his cheek which cracked and fell in his lap because of my gentle touch.
Oh Davion...so this was what happen to you?
I knew his bright orange hair too well as well as his golden eyes that once held so much promise where now dulled and turn to a pale yellow. I agreed to marry him if I ever gave up on finding my mate. He had found his before me but had to reject her because she was a whore that got pregnant by his best friend then later by his father. We were together for a couple years until he disappeared or rather vanish then reappeared two months after then was gone again. I tear fell unto his forehead it was not because of the foul room it was because I still miss him and still loved him.
Oh Davion
If only I was there sooner. Its true what people say about your first love. It hard to let them go....especially if that person was the one you live for.
Davion my love...forgive me for no being able to save you.
Even my wolf howls in pain of my lost lover.
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Shattered
ParanormalI can recall clearly when I said I can't be tamed. I thought I couldn't and that all changed thanks to him. He didn't just tamed me, he broke me beyond repair. Now I'm shattered. This is the Sequel to Can't be Tamed.
