Back and Better book

Chapter 2

Chapter Two

“I’m gone”

The next morning I wake up in better spirits than I have in a long time. My first order of business, during

lunch, will be to head to the counceling office and ask for transcripts so I can switch high schools. Then

I’ll finish out my last day at that miserable school, clear out my locker, and head home. Pack a

backpack with necessities, and go meet my new family.

Perhaps I’ll leave behind a note.

Perhaps.

I can’t wait to shift tonight. To finally see what wolf I’ll be.

Slinging my backpack over my shoulder I grab an apple and get into my car, driving to school. Don’t Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

want to be late on my last day. I put in my headphones and rush to first period.

Breathe, Amira. It’s your last day avoiding everyone.

I must say I will seriously miss the teachers in this school. I have a close bond with all of my teachers,

and the principle.

Last night I ended up writing letters to each of them, letters that I’ll give at the end of classes and ask

them to wait to open until the next day.

By the time lunch rolls around, I’m holding back tears. Not because of shitty comments, but because I’ll

miss my teachers so much.

I head into the principles office.

“Ah, Amira. How can I help you?”

“Hey, Patrick. I just came to grab a copy of my transcripts.”

Patrick, the principle, looks at me sadly.

“You’re leaving us?”

I offer him a small smile. “It’s very much on the down low, so I’d appreciate it if you didn’t mention it. But

yes.”

He prints out my transcripts and I give him his letter.

“Please don’t open it until tomorrow.”

Before walking out, I think “Screw it. I don’t even want to stay past lunch.” I give him the rest of the

letters and ask him to deliver them.

With that, I walk out.

I go straight to my locker and clear out the textbooks and notebooks in there, putting them all in my

backpack. I take one last look up and down the halls of this f****d up school.

“Astalavista, motherfucker” I murmur, turning on my heel to head out. As I do head out, however, I see

Erebus. Alpha-to-be.

“f**k” I mutter, attempting to veer away.

However, when I glance at him, he’s staring at me with adoration in his eyes.

“Mine” he whispers, starting to walk up to me.

Erebus is my mate? Oh dear god. This is the ultimate cosmic joke. Thank goddess I don’t feel the mate

bond, otherwise I’d be anchored here forever.

As he gets closer, I step back.

“Mate” He says. I start laughing out loud.

Honestly, this is hilarious. This prick, who has made my life a living hell, is my mate? Now that is f*****g

priceless.

I hope he writhes in agony for the rest of ever.

Once he’s right in front of me, he frowns.

“Mate. Amira, why are you laughing?”

I bend over, wheezing. This is priceless.

Once I sober up and wipe tears from my eyes, I look back at him.

“Oh, this is just too good. You, the guy who was one of my main bullies and hence reasons I tried to kill

myself yesterday, is my mate? I can only thank the goddess that I don’t feel s**t towards you.”

“You tried to do what?” he growls.

I clear my throat.

Where is this confidence coming from?

“Allow me to reiterate, Alpha Erebus. Yesterday I went home, got a razor, and slit both of my wrists. I

got quite lucky that someone found me and helped. After that I went home and prayed to the moon

goddess that if I have a mate in this pack, that I don’t feel the mate bond. And she clearly granted my

wish. So go f**k yourself, Erebus.”

He steps back, tears in his eyes.

“No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Amira, no. Please. I’m so sorry. Goddess, you tried to commit suicide?

No, what have I done?! Please forgive me. I am so, so sorry. I love you.” He says.

Huh, the alpha has emotions.

“That sucks, Alpha. That is really unfortunate.” I say, pushing past him.

“Amira, where are you going? He says.”

I shake my head and start running to my car. If I tell him I’m leaving, he’ll stop me. I can’t let him stop

me. I get in my car, turn it on, and drive home.

As soon as I’m in my room, I pray and give the moon goddess thanks. I ask for guidance, help, advice,

and thank her more times than I can count.

I pack three changes of clothes, my laptop, and a photo of me with my parents into a backpack, and

hop into the shower. When I take off my bandages I see that my wrists have just about completely

healed.

Damn. That was ridiculously fast.

At 9:30 PM, I write a note to leave on the kitchen counter.

Mom and dad,

I’m leaving the pack today and never coming back. Don’t worry, I won’t be rogue. I found another pack that offered to take me in and adopt me.

The reason for my leaving is how strongly I’ve been bullied. Remember the bruises you asked me about and I just said I was clumsy? I’m not clumsy. I would get beaten every day after school by my classmates.

And you know who was at the forefront of that beating? Our next Alpha in line, and your son.

I take accountability in never speaking to you, but frankly I was afraid you loved Brendon more than me. I don’t know whether or not that’s true, and I have no intention of finding out.

You were never there for me. You were always traveling. So this shouldn’t be much of a change.

I wish you both the absolute best in life, and hope that I never see you again.

Sincerely,

Amira.

I wipe away tears after writing this. Now is not the time to be a p***y.

When I enter the clearing of the forest, the boys and a man and woman stand waiting for me.

“Hey, Amira. Happy birthday.” Damon says. “This is mom and dad. Luna Anna and Alpha Anatol.”

The Luna promptly wraps me in a hug. “Sweetheart, I am so sorry about what you’ve been through. But

you’re a part of us now. We’ve had adoption papers drawn up. As soon as we get your signature,

you’re officially our family.

I bow. “Thank you, Luna.”

“Mom and dad” Anatol corrects, joining the hug.

Soon enough I’m being hugged by my new parents and siblings.

And I know, without a doubt, I’ve found home.