Without You by Reyann Williams (the reading list book .TXT) 📖

Two months later

Talia’s P.O.V

   It has been two months since I’ve seen him. Two months since I’ve tasted my mate’s lips two months since I’ve run again.

   It has been the hardest two months I’ve ever experience ever. I had my reasons for leaving him. I saw how love destroyed people. Love was a weakness and I was not in search for one at the moment. I will never be weak again.

   After I left I found a group of rouges that was led by this guy name Zac. It was better to be together than to be running around alone so I joined their group. There were 7 of us. Ella was the baby of the group even though she was just 18. Her boyfriend Matthew was bit over protective of her even though they weren’t mates. He was a year younger than me and was the brains of the group.

   Eros was the joker of the group and was the same age as me. He was cute but not my type. He had blonde hair and was very affectionate of it. He never let anyone touch it well only me of course. Jennifer or Jen as we preferred to call her was the mother of the group. She was a hybrid her mother was a witch and her father was a werewolf. She never talked about her past but neither of us did. We were all hiding from it but we didn’t pry for any back stories.

   Aladdin was the hunter of the group. We usually troubled him by singing a whole new world from the Disney movie or asking him for a magic carpet ride. It use to annoy the hell out of him so we enjoyed doing it. Zac was the most mysterious of us all. One minute he would be laughing with me and Eros as we taunted Aladdin the next he would be on a raging rampage. Sometimes I swear he had more mood swings than a pregnant woman. He was 24 and never wasted anytime putting someone in their place. He reminding me of someone but I couldn’t just put my finger on it.

  We lived in an abandoned house in the woods and acted as if we were a real pack. And we were family even with our weird differences.

   It had been a while since I had visited my packs grave. I felt guilty so I decided to go today. I carried three white roses. One for my mom and Dad’s grave, one for David and one for my sister Eva.

   I could remember the day just like yesterday. The screams of my pack were engraved in my mind like a broken record playing over and over again.

   My dad was Alpha of the pack. He was a fair and just leader. We were not one of the strongest pack but we were peaceful. We never went around making war threats like mad men. We had some sort of sanity.

***** FLASHBACK******

   It was my eighteenth birthday. We were having a barbecue. I had shifted earlier that morning and had spent the morning running with my best friend David. We were eating steaks with some of my friends when a howl erupted in the forest.

   I saw my mother staring at my dad with a panicked look on her face. I heard my dad message me through the mind link “RUN!” Instantly David grabbed my arm and dragged in the other direction from where the howl came from.

   I looked behind me to see group of wolves jumping out from everywhere. My mom and dad were trying to fight of one when a big black wolf with piercing black eyes came up behind them. I remembered my mom screaming after seeing my dad’s head being ripped off.

   The wolf watched me in the eyes and went to kill my mother. “No!” I screamed over and over again. I couldn’t move it was like I was glued to the ground. “We need to go now!” shouted David dragging me away. “No I need to save my mom.” I screamed. Tears were pouring down my face uncontrollably. He pulled me into the forest.

   We shifted and began to run to the neighboring pack. We were stopped by the same black wolf that had killed my parents. I growled lowly. Even though he was way bigger than me and probably more experienced I was willing to fight him to the death.

   He launched forward towards me and I was ready to kill. I waited for the impact but felt nothing. I saw I flash of fur as David blocked me. I looked to see him and the wolf tackling on the ground. “Run!” he shouted through the mind link.

   I looked at him with pleading eyes and ran.

**** END OF FLASHBACK*****

  That was the last time I saw my pack and it haunted me every day. I was the only survivor the LavenderMoon Pack and I will keep my pack name alive.

  I shut my eyes trying to keep my tears at bay and walked outside to see Zac waiting for me. He agreed to come with me to go to the graveyard and I was thankful for the company.

   I swung my back pack over my shoulders and headed over to him where he was waiting by the stream. “It took you long enough.” He said. “Shut up let’s go!” I said. I took of my clothes and put them in my back pack and turned around to see him staring.

   “Like what you see?” I said with a smirk. I was nude only in a red and black lacey bra and matching panties. “You know I do.” He said with a growl and put a hand around my waist. I was surprised by his actions. He never showed any sort of affection towards me and I must admit I had a little crush on him.

  “How much? “ I ask seductively. “This much.” He said and grasped my behind. I gasped and he leaned down and kissed me. The kiss was full with so much hunger and passion that I was soon lost in it. These were the moments that I so badly wanted to share with my mate.

   He pulled away and I pouted. “Next time doll face we need to go and visit your dead parents. The thought of my parents pulled me back into my once gloomy state that I hadn’t realized that Zac had begun to undress.

   I stared at he defined muscles. He had rock hard abs and I was sure at this moment I was drooling but I didn’t care. I knew when you found your mate you’re not supposed to like anyone else but damn was Zac fine.

   “Let’s go before you drown the plants with your drool.” He said with a chuckle. “Ha-ha very funny.” I said sarcastically and shifted into my white wolf.

So guys do you love me or what? 1171 words to make up for a whole month of not updating. I know some of you may want her to go back to her mate but that will come later on, maybe *smiles evilly*.

So what are you guys team Zac or team Tyler. Comment, Heart. Give me your thoughts and ideas. Until next time.

Publication Date: 08-13-2015

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Dedication:
I dedicate this book to the person who broke my heart. Even though you may not know you what you did I do and it still hurts but I dedicate this to you cause I hope you find what you want.