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

I ran down the stairs and, in haste, to get out the door. I almost missed Granna if not for her calling my name.She hobbled up to me and I stopped to take her state in.She was looking frail.The events of the fast few weeks were taking their toll on her. 


The whole pack was in uproar.The tragedy that had befallen on their heads was not something to be taken lightly.I grabbed her hand and guided her to sit down on the chair nearby. 


"Granna you shouldn't be out." I saw her heaving deep breaths. The short distance she had covered proved the bad state of her health. 


"What are you doing back..?Who's with Zairi.?" Granna fired her questions as soon as she had settled and I smiled warmly at her worry.Her love for that witch was visible to all with eyes. 


And I didn't fault her for that.We should have looked at her through Granna's eyes a long time ago. 
