JEN

I feel as if my life has flashed before my eyes way too many times now. But every single time it was filled with a memory. I must have been at least 5 years old and it was my first day of school. I remember clinging to my moms dress afraid of being alone for the first time. She would smile at me and squeeze my tiny hand. "I know you're afraid sweetie but I want you to know something. The moon will always be with you."

Even my tiny brain knew that it was the middle of the day and the moon wasn't to be seen anywhere. "The moon does not leave the presence of the earth my beautiful little wolf. The moon is always there whether we can see it or not. Remember that every time you feel scared or alone, just remember that the moon is there."

Now that I'm older, I know what my mother was saying was complete bullshit but every time I remembered that certain day because after my mom told me that the magical moon would protect me, I marched into that classroom, my head held high.

And now as I lay on the floor gasping for air and clutching for life, I couldn't help but wish the magical moon was real. I didn't want to die, I wanted to live. I wanted to be happy and I deserved it damnit!

I felt a warm hand on my face which instantly got my attention. My eyes opened to the same eyes I had fallen in love with and I laughed.

It came out breathy and it was painful but in that moment all I could do was laugh.

Shawn stared at me with wide eyes, tears on his rosy cheeks. I've never seen him look at me like this. Like he was incredible pain.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked wiping the blood from my mouth. I couldn't feel anything my legs felt numb.

"It's j-just that our fate is so t-terrible." I said laughing again at the cruelty of my life.

A dark look crossed Shawn's face. Making his soft features hard. "No! Fate is ugly and a bitch! Don't think like that! You're going to be okay and you're going to find someone else-," I frowned. "-that will love you even more than I do! You understand! This is the last time you will be hurt! I promise you."

The bullet lodged in my spine said something different.

I smiled, my whole body becoming numb. I couldn't feel pain anymore and I was happy. My mate will live and find someone. What he wished for me is what will happen for him. I've accepted my part in this life. I now know what my purpose was. It was to get Shawn back so he could be the greatest Alpha. Although I would have preferred to stand beside him as his equal, but now I know I was never destined for that.

With a small sigh of content I grabbed Shawn's face and pulled him closer, wanting to feel his lips for the last time. Even though we were humans now, a spark tingled through my mouth, almost making me forget I was dying.

I pulled away when I couldn't stand the feeling anymore. It was making me want to stay even though I knew I couldn't anymore.

"No, Jen. Don't give me that look." I was staring at him memorizing his face, love clear on my face. "What look?" I asked with a lopsided grin on my face.

"Like you're about to die!" He cried in pain.

"Shawn, move your hand." A new voice came out of nowhere and it was now that I looked around my surroundings. Matt and Nathan were standing by my head, Zander by my feet and a whole crowd stood in the distant watching everything with pity clear on there faces.

Shawn stood up and crossed his arms over his chest tight as if to hold himself up. He looked so pained and all I wanted to do was take it away.

At some point Sharry had ripped open my shirt trying to find an exit wound for the bullet but couldn't find one.

My vision started to blur and I was starting to feel cold. I gasped for air, feeling my throat close.

"Take her inside!" Shawn cried.

Sharry looked at me and then took out her pen and stabbed me in the leg. I wish I could have cried out in pain but I felt nothing.

"What the hell are you doing!" Shawn tried to push Sharry out of the way but he couldn't because she was so strong.

"Shawn, I-I'm sorry." She whispered.

"Sorry for what!"

She stayed quiet.

A whimper flew out of my mouth because I knew why she was sorry.

Shawn tried to pick me up but Sharry stopped him. "No, don't move her. I'm not sure but I think, she's been....paralyzed from the waist down.

I closed my eyes feeling tired all of a sudden. My heart beating slowly and slowly now. I felt calm. Like I could float any second.

"No! It can't be!" Zander screamed.

"You're lying!" Matt shouted.

"No! No! This isn't how I wanted things to be!" Someone else said which I'm pretty sure was Nathan.

The one voice I wanted to hear was quiet. I tried to pry my eyes open but couldn't.

A growl sounded through the air.

It was more of a purr than a growl.

"Excellent." The voice said. Dad?

I opened my eyes to see my dad standing a few yards away from me, holding a gun.

"I was aiming for her head but this is much better than I expected!" He chortled.

Matt, Nathan and Zander ran towards my father but were grabbed by his huge men. I looked around to see mostly people were watching out demand unfold. But no one did anything. Everyone just stared at us, watching me slowly die.

"No Shawn!" I croaked out in my weak voice when I saw Shawn charge towards my father in a blinding rage.

My father picked up his gun again, pointing it at Shawn's head. A look of pure determination came across his face and then, he pulled the trigger.

A scream of pure pain echoed through the air. It was only when I stopped to breath that I realized I was the one who was screaming. I thrashed on the floor, feeling the bullet go deeper into my back but I didn't care, I begged for death now.

I turned my head away from his body which was lifeless on the dirt floor and trembled. I knew he wasn't going to wake up anymore.

My whimpers filled the silent air as everyone was to shocked to say anything.

Shawn. No.

"Shawn." I whispered weakly, my eyes feeling heavy.

I jerked my body up again and screamed as the pain spread to everything.

Why wasn't I dying! Someone needs to kill me!

I glared up at Sharry. "Please, please kill me. I can't take it. Please."

Sharry stared at me with her eyes wide and her face white. She shook her head. " I-I can't."

She took off running and I was starting to gasp for air again.  My hands hit the ground and I felt something cold. I picked up the sharp scissors and was about to plunge them into my heart when they were knocked out of my hand.

My father stood above me watching me with a small glint of amusement in his eyes.

I felt nothing. All of my emotions turned off. I stared at him my eyes lifeless without being dead.

He bent down closer to my ear and whispered, "I'm not your father." He said smiling. "I killed the bastard years ago and fooled your slut of a mother to marry me. You see, Carter is my son, but you?" He looked at me disgusted. "Finally, I got rid of you." He chuckled and then spit on the ground.

Although I was emotionless, I was relieved to know that this asshole wasn't my blood. I almost smiled. But my muscles wouldn't respond.

I whispered something in return. A curious look crossed his face and bent down closer to listen to what I had to say.

"This i-isn't o-over. I w-will c-c-come back and I will kill y-ou." I gasped out.

He laughed. "I'll be waiting bitch."

And then the most wonderful thing happened. My eyes shut, revealing the darkness I craved.

I took my last breath as a promise to my mate. My Shawn.

I will be back.

I will be ready this time.

I will kill him.