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Amu's P.O.V

I loved him. I loved him so hard. He was my life, my love and the other part of me. He could have told me to pick a flower on the other end of the world, and I would ask "Do you need anything else?" It didn't matter if I died, if he was happy, so was I. The favor was expected to be returned.

But he didn't want me.

The man who was supposed to love me for who I was, and he rejected me. The pain burned so bad that Death seemed so much more pleasant. Anything was more pleasant then this.

I had heard stories about people like me, people who were rejected by their mate. They said that at that very second you could feel your heart slowly wither, and day by day they got sicker and sicker, until eventually, just like their hearts, they withered away.

Now I understood.

Your probably think that im exaggerating. Like im just being dramatic, oh, but reader, you don't know. You don't know the pain, the agony, and the hurt that comes with THIS type of rejection.

I hope you never realize it yourself.

My name is Amu Hinamori, Omega of the Red Moon Pack, and I was rejected by Alpha, Ikuto Tsukiyomi.

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Ikuto's P.O.V

My heart ached in my chest. My inner wolf was howling like he was dying. I lay on my bed, my eyes shut tightly, and my hand clutching my chest. The look on her face still haunted my memories. Her cheeks were flushed at first, her happiness evident like it should be, then she got deathly paper white. Her eyes went from sparkling, to shimmering with tears.

I had hurt her.

I clutched my chest tighter, the memory making my heart burn even more.

'Why did you do it? She was your mate and you hurt her! Werewolves live long lives, hell, we might even be immortal, no one has lived long enough to say, and we mate for LIFE. There is no DIVORCE. There is no CHEATING. If your mate dies, there is an 85% chance you do too. I want my mate. I NEED my mate. YOU MIGHT NOT WANT HER, BUT I NEED HER!' my wolf asked me, wimpering. Pathetic animalistic needs.

I was going to be alpha, I didn't need a girl like her. She was weak, she was at the bottom of the food chain. I was at the top. We both come from completely different walks of life.

Opposites don't always attract.

"I deserve better than her, and I always will." I say, closing my eyes. I knew that this would hurt, but I was strong.

I was stronger than any ritual.

Who needs a mate anyway?

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Amu's P.O.V

How I wished that I had someone to run to? Everyone I had loved had been snatched away from me like I didn't deserve them. Maybe I didn't. Maybe I was just like my mate told me I was.

Useless, ugly, and disappointing.

'I want him,' my wolf murmured weakly.

"He doesn't want us. He rejected us," I say, out loud.

'The we need to run. I cant stay here. I can still feel him,' she said. I was surprised at this. Our wolves were usually the ones driven by the need to STAY with our mate. My was telling me to leave.

'Amu, just shut up and listen to me. Take the little money you have, some clothes, personal items, and some food and water, shift and run.' she said to me. Slowly, and painfully, I got up and did what she said. I got all my clothes, and shoved them all into a bag. It was harder sneaking downstairs to get food, but I managed, and put that all in my black duffle bag.

I sat down at my desk and took out paper and poured out my heart, putting the label on the outside for the Alpha. The reciever would be obvious.

Swiftly, I pulled out an empty journal and some pens and shoved them in my bag. If I were to die out to where ever im going, I want them to know what I have been through so maybe, just maybe, I wont be forgotten.

Slowly, I watched as the day turned into night, and the stars appeared in the sky.

'Time to go,' said my wolf, I nod. I sneak through the house, and out the door. I look at the main house, knowing that Ikuto is in one of those rooms. My heart wrenches and I can feel a new round of tears forming in my eyes.

I put a letter in his mail box, and turned away before I decided to beg him to accept me. Never would I was to get that desperate, but love makes you do things that you normally would never do.

I didn't want him to believe I was that pathetic.

I went into the woods, stripped, and shifted into a white wolf.

Good bye, Ikuto.

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Ikuto's P.O.V

I felt her presence not to far away, but I ignored it. It wasn't an easy task though. After a while, I felt her get farther and farther away. Where was she going? Why was she going so far? I was getting frustrated at how much I cared for her. She WASN'T my mate. She was just a weakling.

She was probably just roaming around.

For a while, I just stared off into space, trying to ignore the odd sensation in my heart. It was dread, fear, anger, want, love and worry all mixed into one emotional burrito. I was extremely nauseous and gave me a head splitting headeache.

Just sleep, Ikuto. Sleep…. Sleep….sleep..

Not long after I was lulled into Amu filled dreams.

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The next morning, I woke up feeling even worse then I had yesterday. I felt physically and emotionally ill.

I walked downstairs to find my closest friends and my sister sitting at my table. They all had worried expressions on their faces.

"What?" I asked hoarsely.

"Amu, the Omega, left. She didn't leave anything behind," says Utau. My heart dropped. My expression might not have shown it, but I wanted to cry. Scratch that, I wanted to die. The pain in my body increased to a painful level, and I had to hold onto the wall besides me to keep me standing upright.

I needed to act casual. They should never know that she was my mate. She wasn't, it was all just a lie.

"She can leave if she wants too. If she doesn't come back in three days, then we will send out a party to look for her. Can someone get me the mail and the newspaper? I like the news with my breakfast," I say casually. They all give me a calculating look, but hand me my paper and my mail.

"Hey Ikuto, you okay, you look sick," says Nagi.

"Yeah, you look ghostly white," says Utau. Why was I pale, you ask, because of the letter I held in my hands. To: The alpha. No address, and its not signed.

So that's why Amu was over here. She was giving me this.

"Nagi, Kukai and I have to parole, see you later!" said Utau as she walked out of the house with the two boys next to her.

I headed up to my room, letter in hand and laid on my bed. Carefully, I opened the envelope and read what was written in careful, curvy handwriting.

'Dear Ikuto,

Im sorry. Im sorry that im not up to your standards. Im sorry that I wouldn't make a good Luna. Im sorry that you cant love me for who I am. Im sorry, so, so sorry.

In all my life, I never wanted anything more then for my mate to love me. I would have given you anything, but clearly you didn't want that. I hope that you find someone who will love you more then me, and will be everything you dreamed.

You deserve it, Ikuto.

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to learn this lesson in life. Its not easy, but I think I will make it. I think that I will be okay. If not, well, that's okay too. Iv lived, and I loved, and I got my heart broken, but its all apart of life.

Life is a beautiful disaster, full of ups and downs and havoc and anarchy. All you can do is smile and hold on for the ride.

I love you Ikuto, I love you so much. Even if you don't feel the same way.

Goodbye forever,

Amu'

I held the letter to my chest, letting a tear slip from my eye.

You will be okay… you don't need her…

But just pray that she will be okay.

"Im so sorry, Amu," I say, before black over comes my eye sight and im sucked into the whirlwind of dreams.

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