Unrequited Love

"I hate you Keegan!"  I shrieked at the top of my lungs, not caring if the rest of the girls heard me.  In fact, it'd make me overjoyed for them to hear.

"You don't think I know that!  You've fucking hated me ever since I first showed up here!"  Keegan yelled just as loud with a hint of a snarl.

I mustered the deadliest of looks that I could come up with, shooting it his way.  It wasn't right that he took my place as the Pack Leader just because he was stronger, male and the Counsel liked him.  I was just fine without him around and held my group together with little interference from the outside; I even hardly had a problem with other dominant males trying to take the girls and I away from each other because I've proven that I'm just as capable as a leader.  However, everyone decided that it'd be better to have a man watching over us.

Every time I thought about that, it got my blood boiling hot enough to scald even someone immune to burns like the devil.  There were no words to explain how I felt about the situation, none at all.  There were only a total of two good things that came from Keegan joining us: one, he brought new girls into the pack as a sort of refuge since they weren't being treated right and; two, Kaylee.

Kaylee was rescued by Keegan when I found that her home was on fire.  She was just a baby at the time, but the two of them were completely glued to each other like father and daughter.  The only bad thing was they were as thick as thieves, not to mention Keegan always babied her and allowed her to do as she pleased.  The girl didn't have much discipline sometimes, but she acted older than even Keegan, who was two hundred forty years old.  I was amazed by her sometimes, but that wasn't what I was concentrating on at the moment.  It was my boiling anger.

Keegan and I glared at each other before a snarl escaped my mouth.  He snarled right back and before I knew it, we shifted into our wolf forms before getting into a brawl.  I swiped my paw at his face, just before he rammed his head into my side, causing me to lose my breath along with falling over.  I quickly recovered before returning the favor to him, biting his side afterwards.  Blood gushed out and attacked the ground along with my muzzle, but I didn't care.  I just wanted to get even with him for taking my spot.

He howled in anger, recovering just as quickly.  His jaw latched onto my neck and I tried to shake him off, failing.  Before I knew it, I was off the ground and flying; what stopped my course afore my slowing down and hitting the ground was a damn tree.  Howling in agony from the pain of the impact, I fell back to the ground, shifting back into my human form.

Keegan shifted and held his bleeding side.  "You damn stupid idiot!  I have an appointment for a job interview in half an hour!  How in the world am I supposed to appear now huh?"

I didn't answer.  I shivered from his sheer displeasure, not to mention the shock I was currently going into since I hit the tree.  I tried to breathe properly, finding myself hyperventilating before quaking like a leave in a storm.  I couldn't even meet his gaze I was in so much anguish.

I heard him sigh however.  I also heard his footsteps then felt his arms pick me up.  I didn't know what was going on, but I felt something soft beneath me then a blanket put over me.  It was then I passed out…


I woke up surrounded by pillows and blankets, which clued me into the fact I was in a bed.  Whose bed it was, was completely beyond me.  I didn't care anyways.  I knew Keegan would kill me since I completely stepped over the boundary line this time.  I was surprised he didn't strike me down before.

When I finally convinced myself to get up, I noticed Keegan sitting in an armchair in one of the corners of the room we were in.  A large frown plastered itself onto my lips; I didn't know what he was doing here, but I figured it was completely bad.  I curled up on the bed, tightening my grip on the blankets surrounding my body.  He rose from the chair and sat on the side of the bed, looking at me with a touch of worry.

"Are you alright?"  He wondered.

"Why didn't you kill me?  I overstepped my bounds as your second."  I whispered, almost beginning to rock back and forth.

"Because… I know exactly why you act out the way you do."

I looked up at him in confusion since I didn't know what he was talking about.  "I… I don't understand…"

"Silvyr, I know you're still mad at me for taking over your position… you're mad because you feel something towards me that is foreign to you."

I gasped in surprise because that's exactly how I felt internally.  "Keegan, I can't help the fact that I…"

"What?"

"I… I love you.  You make me so angry… I can't help but love you.  I mean, you're tall, dark and even handsome when you wanna be… I don't know -"

Before I knew it, his lips were on mine.  Oh God how my body wanted to melt right where it was; I had no idea that his taste was so delectable.  My arms wound around his throat, my fingers losing themselves in his hair.  His arms just held my waist in a normal manner, his kiss never turning into anything more.  I tried to get it to go further, but he wouldn't allow it.

"Silvyr, while I'm completely flattered that you like me… I don't feel the same way.  You mean the world to me, but we're not meant to be together in the way that you want."  He answered.

Something inside me shattered completely.  I hated when I got turned down in any way.  I looked down at the bed again, finally realizing it was my own.  A sigh exited my lips.  "I understand…"

"Just know that I do care about you, no matter what.  It might not be in the way you want it, but it's better than nothing."  He answered, touching my hand momentarily before rising and leaving the room.

I sighed once more.  I was always the one to fall in love so deeply then get dumped on my ass, never to have it returned.  I guessed that was the game of unrequited love and I must have been a pro at it now.  I managed to rise with dignity and made my bed, leaving my room to go downstairs to the kitchen to fill my growling stomach, not to mention my broken heart.