First love of the alpha

chaper 2: Memories

Lily POV

I ran to my room, letting out the breath I realized I was holding. The pain of just the mention of his name shot waves of memories that I was trying to keep hidden.

flashback

I took off running through the field of flowers behind my cottage. The wind slowly blew my brown hair back. My purple sun dress flowed around me as I started to spin in circles, landing on my back in the soft, tall grass.

I closed my eyes gently. Taking in the smells that surrounded me. Fall was coming. The dread and sadness the smell brought me was unbearable. I knew with that smell he would have to leave, and my heart just couldn't take that right now.

The smell of vanilla and sandalwood hit my nostrils. I smelt him before I felt him lay down next to me.

I turned my body towards his. Looking at the most gorgeous pair of emerald green eyes. Their was so much love and adoration in his eyes. Just looking at him made me feel so important and something so much more than an omega.

Ben took a strand of my hair that had fallin on my face and slowly tucked it behind my ear. He brought his hand to the back of my neck and brought me closer to his face. He kissed me softly. He pulled away slowly and looked deep into my lavender eyes .

"Lily, I love you so much.Two years will go by so fast you will see. Promise to wait for me. I'm not sure if we're mates, but every bone in my body says we are. Just promise to wait for me."

"Ben, I love you too. I've loved you since I was six years old. The first time I laid eyes on you, I knew that there would be something between us even if it was just friends, and of course, I'll wait for you. I'll always wait for you."

End of flashback

I knew back then that the odds of an alpha being mated to an omega were slim. But back then, I believed anything he said. At that moment, I didn't want that feeling to end. I guess part of me still doesn't.

I wiped the tears that started to pour from my eyes and quickly got dressed in jeans and a pink blouse with scandals.

I pulled my long brown hair up in a ponytail and put on a little mascara.

I never wore much makeup. I didn't feel the need to. I wasn't trying to impress anyone.

I grabbed my cardigan as I ran out, realizing i was going to be late if I didn't hurry. I spent too much time in my head and got carried away going down memory lane.

Why he stopped calling after being gone only two months still haunts me. I still don't understand why he wouldn't answer my calls or texts without an explanation.

I felt like i didn't even matter enough to give me that. But whatever the reason was, I knew when he returned, I would have to act like he didn't hurt me, act like he didn't just shatter my heart into hundreds of little pieces.

I haven't dated anyone since then, and truthfully, I haven't wanted to. I kept to the promise I made. Deep down, i knew he probably didn't.