Pregnant I left him To His First Love

Leila wraps her other hand around Carmela's throat and squeezes in a tight grasp.

"Do you feel that, my claws grazing your heart, the air being cut from your lungs?" She asks, her voice blended with her wolf's, cold as ice, her aura blazing around her, suffocating and powerful. Carmela nods gently, fear in her eyes as tears stream out of them.

"Good," Leila replies, feeling Carmela's heart pound with fear in her hands. "Remember this feeling, because if I find out you have anything to do with the curse on my child, this is the last feeling you're going to get before I kill you."

"I don't know what you are talking about," Carmela grunts in pain, "I was only asking for her welfare, she's a sweet girl."

Leila plunges her hand deeper, slicing into Carmela's heart and Carmela yells in pain, hot tears flowing down her eyes.

"And if I ever see you anywhere near my house again...I better not see you," Leila snarls, retracting her claws and she pulls her hands out of Carmela's chest, wipes the blood clean on Carmela's cloth, all the while glaring at Carmela who is too stunned to move or fight back. Clearly, she is no match for Leila.

Leila storms out of the office, feeling different emotions hammer at her at the same time.

Anger, sadness, worry, fear, she doesn't know which one of them is causing the discomfort in her chest, which one is twisting her gut, she wants to yell and punch something and at the same time, she just wants to break down and cry.

This is all happening to her because of Tatum, because of that damn man.noveldrama

Why did their paths ever cross? Why did she ever fall in love with him?

That's right, she knows why, he was the sweetest, kindest, most intelligent boy she had ever met. He looked far wiser and more capable than other boys his age, the sense of responsibility he carried from a young age made him different, attractive. His interests were different. He did not talk about the things other boys his age talked about, did not play their sports or games for entertainment.

When other boys were in the field playing, she would find Tatum reading or training, she was often his companion and would bring him fruits and snacks. He would talk to her about things far beyond both their ages, things that she had no alye about at the time, history, philosophy, economics, fighting tactics and what not.

She looked forward to spending everyday with him because she would always learn something new, do something fun and it was always just the two of them, no one else, he had no friends, he gave her all of his attention and he wasn't shy of it. Her little heart could not understand the excitement she got when she was with him, the goosebumps he gave her when he would say he wants them to be like this, together, forever.

That day when he took her to that

cave where they had promised forever to each other, when he

kissed her and told her he loved her she believed him with her heart and soul, she believed he would choose her over Carmela, over the prophecy, over everything, it made it all worth it all her suffering, the humiliation, the abuse, none of it mattered, just his love, just that she had gotten what she always wanted but then, that day at the cliff.....

She jumps into her car and bursts into tears.

She could not recognize the man who said those words to her, who condemned her and her child to death, she looked for the boy who would talk to her about guns while he braided her hair, who would climb to the apex of trees to get her the ripest fruits because in his words, the only thing she deserved is the best but he wasn't there that day, who she saw was a monster.

A monster she spent the better part of the last five years trying so hard to forget, to let go of her feelings for him and just when she feels finally free, ready to move on, he comes back into her life and once again, she is in turmoil because of him. All these pictures of her, him spying on her, spending time with her when she did not even know, staking himself to stop him from touching her, she hates that it makes her feel there is more to his actions but she cannot allow herself to fall into that trap, not again, never again.

A knock on her car window startles her and she looks up with teary eyes.

"Hello kitten," The mysterious man from that night waves and smiles at her.