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 staggered back a step as his face turned towards me. 


My patrol buddy.I bend forward and checked his pulse.Alive.A groan erupted from deep his body as I touched his arm.No later he sagged to the ground.Passed out cold.My eyes zeroed on the Court where silence reigned. I took the few steps near it and stopped short. 


More bodies lying around the court in varying states.I checked the pulse of the one nearest to me.It was there.Faint but there. 


Her with those red flaming shadows.Standing so erectly with her features twisted into something evil.Something cruel.The dark red shadows around her turning brighter as her red eyes flashed at a subdued Rave.Kneeling before her.His head bowed. 
