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Kyle's POV (1 Year Later)
I remember when I was younger my mom used to tell me how her and my father met; how when they first locked eyes everything felt right. It felt like she was alive for the first time. I could still remember how I yearned for that feeling, wanting to find that one person who made me feel that way, to understand and experience the same love my parents share for each other. Now, when the chance was finally presented to me, I blew it. I rejected my mate all because of her status in high school. Idiot.
When she first left, I was already heartbroken; regretting my decision instantly the moment she walked out of the front door. I wanted to make it up to her, wanted to try and speak to her and apologize; perhaps even trying again. I wanted to be the perfect mate she deserved but those dreams shattered when I tried calling her the first time.
It took a lot of convincing when it came to asking my dad for Skylar's number. He was the last person I wanted to go to but seeing as I had gone around the entire school asking for her number, no one would give it to me, especially her friends.
When I explained everything that had happened with her to him, he was livid, as he should be. At first, he refused to give me her number, stating that I didn't deserve a second chance. I knew he was disappointed in me; it was clear as day on his face, and it just made me regret my decisions even more. What made everything worse was my mother had heard every word. She was crying when she walked into the room, looking at me in such pain. I wanted to cry with her too but I knew I deserved it; I deserved all the pain I was experiencing for what I had done. Though even with that pain she carried she stood by my side and managed to convince my dad to give me her number, well one of her brothers' numbers.
At first, I wanted to go to where she was staying but I also knew that wouldn't be possible, no one knew an exact location unless you were invited there, and if you were you had to keep the location confidential. So, I stuck with just trying to call her.
"Hello? Liam speaking." I heard over the phone. I could feel my palms begin to sweat and feel my words not wanting to come out. He repeated his sentence again and yet still no words escaped my lips.
"Screw this, I'm hanging up_"
"Wait!" I interrupted, finally finding my voice.
"Liam, I was wondering if I can please speak with your sister. It's Kyle speaking." The second I said my name I heard him growl through the phone, yup they definitely knew what happened. I was about to speak again, to try and apologize but he interrupted me, delivering the most heart-breaking news I've ever had to hear.
"You can't speak to her. My sister took her life because of you, her own mate. You didn't deserve her. You're an arrogant little boy who believes the world owes him everything his little, selfish heart desires. My family will never forgive you for this; I hope you're happy." He growled out before hanging up.
I stood still in that moment for what felt like an eternity, trying to process everything he had said. Next thing I knew everything in my room was completely trashed and my father was in front of me, asking what happened. I broke down and told him everything Liam had said, tears streaming down my face. Part of me thought about joining her but I also knew that I had a pack to lead. A part of me believing that she wouldn't have wanted me to do that.
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