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 made my way downstairs to the dining table and plopped down comfortably on the chair.Murmurs rose on my commencement in the living area where several clan members huddled together to whisper and plot new ways to evict me from the house.No doubt. 


They can try all they want.My night was spent tossing and turning around in bed.His rattled face didn't leave my mind and I smiled every time I saw that crestfallen mask of his.It was delightful to throw him down a notch.I found I quite enjoyed it.Tormenting him.And that slap,that was just a bonus. 


My eyes roamed around the dining area.Where was everyone.? 


A Cheshire cat grin split my lips as I saw someone " dear" coming out the kitchen.Notice the sarcasm.I leaned back in the chair as she came closer.She still had to notice me. But she was all I saw. 
