An Alpha for a Night

Shattered

I crossed my legs, the glass of wine clinking as I set it down on the table. Tyler had asked me to meet him here, the very restaurant he had proposed to me, four years ago.

I had only been eighteen then, and whatever anyone said to me, I knew I loved Tyler. And he was in love with me. I saw how he looked at me. I saw how he smiled to himself when I spoke and how he leaned into me.

And I knew how he only did that with me. It was a dizzying realization, and I absolutely loved how he made me feel.

But dad had disapproved. I was a werewolf. He was, too. A relationship without the mate bond was the perfect recipe for a heartbreak.

I knew that much. My dad had never been in love with my mum. They shared a bed, he was a loyal husband and a loving father, and he mourned her death, but he never forgot the woman he loved before he discovered mother was his mate.

Their story was quite tragic. Father was a beta in waiting. She was an omega who served at the Beta Mansion. It had been love at first sight. And father said she made him fall in love with black.

Black had been the colour of her eyes and her hair, and she had this pretty tattoo on the nape of her neck.

I thought she was a b***h.

Crazy how I could turn out to be that person to Tyler, but I honestly didn't want to think about it. I wanted to be the woman he ended up with, not the woman he can't forget. I know he wouldn't be able to forget me either way, so it was a consolation.

I gave a small sigh, then leaned back, my eyes turning to the glass. The entire restaurant was made of glass, and the table Tyler had reserved gave a stunning view of Crystal Lake pack.

I sighed, then turned, just as I saw Tyler walk in. He was wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers, his dirty blonde hair pulled back. He looked absolutely stunning, and I smiled, feeling my breath leave me like it had the very first time I met him in Wolf High.

Wolf High was the most prestigious school for elite werewolves, where we were trained to be part of the upper class. In a way, it was also how we were raised to be leaders, and learn to mingle away from the rogues and omegas.

The Omega were a sort of taboo. And honestly, after my encounter with one, I didn't think I wanted to meet anyone of them after that.

Tyler spoke to the attendant, and I saw him hand her an envelope. He then turned to me. His light blue eyes were a little dark, and he gave me a small smile, before he suddenly turned away, leaving me behind.

I swallowed, feeling a sense of dread settle in the pit of my stomach. I felt almost...abandoned. Like he had just walked out on me.

"Miss?"

I turned, and the attendant was leaned to me, a polite smile on her face.

"I was asked to deliver this to you."

My brows furrowed, and I accepted it. Tyler's signature vanilla scent was all over it, and I wondered why he didn't give it to me himself. He was just here after all.

I slowly opened it, my eyes wide as I expected the writing. My heart hammered in my chest as I watched the letter unfold into six words, six words that shattered everything I had believed in. Everything that had seemed so real just a moment ago.

"I am sorry. Let's break up."

My heart sank and I felt my feet turn into mush. I was unable to move, my body feeling like I had been beaten up.

I looked up, tears rapidly feeling my eyes, my chest heaving, my body feeling almost fluid. Without a thought, I stood up, leaving my bag, phone, the wine and everything else, and I ran after him.

He was in his car, and was just about to back out of the drive way. I ran up to him like a crazed woman, the tears refusing to fall like if I let them fall, it would be admitting that the letter was real. That he was actually breaking up with me.

"Tyler!" I yelled, my body falling freely onto the side of the car, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath.

"Tyler, what is the meaning of this? Please, please tell me this is some prank for goodness sake. How can you just..."

He turned to me, his eyes wide. It was the most closed off I had ever seen Tyler. The most shielded away from me he had ever been.

Those eyes used to carry laughter, and now..

"I found my mate, Jordan. I can't do this anymore."

I felt my world crumble even more, and I swallowed, tears now running down my cheeks in uncontrollable streams.

Fuck, why was this happening now?

"Hell, Tyler. You always said, damn the mate bond. You said you would always choose me over the woman you would be mated to. You said you would never give up what we have for..."

He swallowed, then shrugged. "We have not had much for a very long time, Jordan. You just..." He trailed off, and my eyes widened, my vision of him blurring with tears.

"You said you would fight for us, Tyler!"

"There really isn't anything worth fighting for. You and I are not worth fighting for. I didn't want to tell you this, but.. I fell in love with her. I fell in love with Mariana."

My brows furrowed, and everything began to spin around me.

"M..Mariana?"

He swallowed. "Sorry."

"Mariana is my f*****g best friend, Tyler! Of all people, Mariana? How could you? How the f**k could you do this to me?!"

I was yelling now, my body trembling with anger, my lips quivering. Of all people to betray me with, it had to be the girl who would suggest things for me to wear on our dates? The girl I told everything to?

"She is my mate. And I hope you find your mate soon too."

Before I could say a word, he drove off, causing me to fall back unto the ground, my eyes wide and filled to the brim with tears, my heart shattered into pieces.