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.
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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 looked at the large crowd once again that the Ceremony had brought together.All the neighboring packs were invited for the grand function.I saw many unfamiliar faces in the sea of familiar ones.This was the first time I had been privy to such a monumental and awe inspiring event.I took everything in with great eagerness. 


The whole pack vibrated with renewed energy and happiness of the members.There were so many people.All adorned in their pretty attires.Women were flaunting their mates and their expensive jewelleries to each other. Comparing and contrasting. Some gossiping.Some milling and trying to find their soulmates. 


He carried me with him and all stopped to look at him.I was astonished and surprised to see some even bowing their heads to us showing their respects.I was amazed to say the least.The old Zairi would have basked in the admiration and acceptance she seemed to be getting from the Pack members.This new one ,she threw their acceptance back at their faces. 
