The red string of fate that connects the two soul mates was broken by him, not me, never me.
The fate that was decided by the moon goddess..he tried to change it ,not me.
Why then, was I punished..?

Zairiya grew up believing herself a curse and an outcast to the people she belonged to.She was banished by her pack as she entered this world.Mother Nature took pity on her and granted her only wish, Aeran as her mate, but even that was a cruel joke played on her by the fate.She loved and loved from the very core of her being ,she gave everything for that love,for Aeran, crossing all boundaries to acquire the unattainable love of her mate.
But maybe that was not enough.
Then something disastrous happened and her very soul blackened, turning all that love to hatred so cruel that nothing mattered to her anymore.
Finally she gave in and lost herself forever.
...
Let me tell you a story of love, a story of betrayal, a story of death, a story of Zairi and Aeran.

Falling Heart

She was sleeping so calmly, so beautifully.It's really her. 


I didn't think I'd ever be able to see her again.It’s been a week since then.The destruction that wrought-ed our lives. 


Even though no lives were lost still the wreckage had shaken everyone up in the pack.It was a miracle, they say, that I am still alive.Surviving the bone fractures and the torn tendons was one thing but getting my senses back was another .I got up in the Pack Hospital and I remember not being able to see or hear anything.It was the most horrific nightmare.That whole day still remains hazy to me. 


My hearing and speaking capabilities had finally returned the next day.How it did, no one knows.I was hospitalized and was in constant monitoring by our clan and other doctors . No one was sure enough if I'll survive. 
