Amalia’s pov
‘’yes Chris, that’s it ‘’ her moans where loud enough to be heard outside of her door and the sound of my heart breaking was so quitted that only I could hear it, Isn’t it ironic?
I was in my way to my best friend’s room in order to give her a gift that I got for her, I was at the mall this evening and two rose gold bracelets writing ‘’best friends’’ caught my eye. The irony is that while I was going to give her a gift, she got me one, the gift of truth.
My best friend since forever, was having sex with my crush since forever. I couldn’t blame him, he had no idea that I had a crush on him but she knew all too well that I was head over heels for him. We had spent endless nights discussing how I could catch his eyes and overanalyze his attitude towards me.
A mix of anger and heartbreak consumed me. It was painful to realize that our countless conversations about my feelings for him were nothing more than a facade for her own desires. The weight of the betrayal felt unbearable, and I couldn't help but question the authenticity of our friendship.
No no I knew at that moment that our friendship wasn’t real, she didn’t care for him. She just wanted sex and it happened to be with him. The same goes for him.
I was feeling betrayed and the tears were threatening to split. Unable to hear anything else, I immediately turned around to leave. ‘’Everything ok princes Amalia?’’ my bodyguard asked. ‘’everything is fine Peter, she’s just busy right now’’ I tried to lie but I was terrible at lying and he knew me too well to believe me.
Peter has been my bodyguard for a year now and he is a hot one too. He has green eyes that remind me of the forest with red flames inside, like the forest was on fire. Shewolves liked his athletic body, broad shoulders and his six-pack. Part of the reason that they are drawn to him is his enigmatic attitude, the mystery and the danger that a hybrid emits.
Many girls were jealous that I got to hang around him but he was always serious and not messing around even though he was nineteen and haven’t found his mate yet. He is the total opposite of Chris who is whoring around a lot.
He heard what was happening inside and he took a sniff to smell who was the guy with Stela. He then hurried up to catch up with me. With his speed it was like walking for him. As a half vampire he was faster than us.
We were currently on the second floor where the gamma’s and the head warrior’s family were staying. Stela was the daughter of the head warrior. All the other titles were passing from generation to generation but head warriors had to fight for the title.
The third floor was where the beta’s family was leaving and had guest rooms as well. That’s were Christopher was leaving. His father is the beta until he passes his title to Chris short of Christopher.
When we arrived at my door I just said goodnight to Peter trying not to use my trembling voice and I hurried up inside my room. He didn’t say anything to me about them but I could feel the sympathy in his eyes.
‘’Good night princess I would be right here if you need anything’’ he said looking at me but I avoided his gaze afraid that I would break down and cry in front of him. No one except my best friend Stela knew about my crush on Christopher and I would like to keep it that way, sorry I meant my ex best friend. I am sure thought that Peter got a glimpse of my feelings now anyway.
Also, I was the princess after all, I was expected to be strong at all times and I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. But now that I was in the safety of my room, I could have my meltdown. I got into my king size bed with purple bedding and cried for hours until I saw the sunlight getting inside through my window.
The night was confronting like the moon could keep all my secrets but the sun was here again to remind me that I have to look strong. I could suffer all I wanted during the dark of the night but under the light of the day I had to be the strong princess or try to look strong as far as possible. At least I have my wolf Belle who is strong, in contrary to me she is furious and wants blood, she is not whining like me.
We have our wolves from the day we are born but we get to sift when our bodies are ready, I sifted at sixteen just a year before while Stela sifted at fifteen like Christopher and my brother sifted at fourteen.
The four of us are unmated, my brother Kevin and Christopher are eighteen and can find their mate any time now. Me and Stela we are seventeen and she has one month before she can find her mate while I have nine months.
We can only find our mates at the age of eighteen or older by their sent. Many mates tell the story of a previous attraction to one another but most said that was a total surprise. Maybe they are mates and I am the wrong one here but even the thought of that makes my wolf demand blood.
