Chapter 38 â Letting Her Go
âIf you love something so much, let it go. If it comes back, it was meant to be; if it doesnât, it never was.â â Albert
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After a single taste of darkness, itâs hard to come back from it. Evidence shows in my brunette puppet as she continued to make terrible decisions, aligning with her eventual fate. Oh, sheâs been good for me it pays to sell your soul to the devil.
But, as it comes with tools, once they outlived their purpose, they become disposable.
I got what I wanted. My Little Moon touched darkness. Through her stubborn resistance and wavering resolve, she finally cracked. Watching her mercilessly slaughter that pathetic guard was a thing of beauty. Every stab, every slice, and every scream from that poor man made a masterpiece of gore!
And she didnât feel a damn thing. That was the goal! And now, that same darkness rumbles within her, waiting for its next release. The sweet scent from afar is so alluring, and the best part is, she doesnât even know it! Thatâs what makes it funâthe unknown!
Now, itâs time to get rid of this annoying cur. Itâs a shame her injuries sustained from the Beta Female had to heal. She was a sight for sore eyes! Her useless mate naps as she sits at the foot of her bed, tapping her feet impatiently. The glare she possesses is enough to kill, but there is a catch.
Iâm the avatar. She isnât. No matter how powerful she makes herself seem, she is but a newborn pup at the palm of my hand.
âYour plans arenât working!â Odessa accused. I rolled my eyes. âWeâve pushed those two closer together! Neron protected the bitch, and he did nothing when I said she hurt me! How come I canât turn him as easily as I did everyone else? One touch from me and they were mine! But, whenever I touched him, it didnât work!â
Such a fool. âI told you that your impatience will lead to nothing but trouble, pet. But alas, when desperation sets in, you make mistakes. Give up on the Alpha; heâs far too gone for you to reclaim his heart.â
âNo!â She shot up from her bed, fists shaking. âI wonât give up on him! There has to be another way to make him love me again!â As if the reality sets in, her face deflates to pitifulness. âItâs becoming harder to get rid of Kiya. No matter what she does, Neron is drawn into her like a moth to a flame.â
Odessaâs insipid whining is getting on my last nerve. Pepi slithers around my arm and across my collarbone, resting his small cute head on my shoulder. âYour plans may have fallen through, but mine havenât.â
She arches an eyebrow in confusion. âWhat do you mean?â
âI got what I wanted. Itâs only a matter of time before my Little Moon falls completely. Havenât you realized that your plans to win the Alpha were failures from the beginning? Did you think you held more weight than his destined mate? I never intended on helping you.â
Her face was like watching a pleasant television show. So many emotions morphed and contorted her face before settling on disbelief. Stammers left her mouth as her feeble mind failed to comprehend that she was merely a chess piece in my game. âNoâ¦â
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âYouâve done your part. You helped turn the pack and your mate against her. Not only that, the spectacle you pulled at the execution was truly remarkable! It sealed the deal for these pathetic mutts. Iâm the madness 00:44 you were the gravity. Appreciate me not tossing you away like the trash you are, but even trash has use when recycled.â
âYou tricked me!â She yelled. âYou lied to me! I did all of that shit for you because you saidâ!â
âAnd whose fault is it for believing the words of a snake?â I chuckled humorously, walking around Odessaâs shaken form. Poor thing. If her soul wasnât so ugly, sheâd be a beautiful woman Iâll have no problem calling my own. âA snake tricked Adam and Eve into eating the forbidden fruit. And a snake tricked you into selling all for the love of an Alpha wolf. Whoâs the bigger fool? Eve or you?â
Grabbing her throat, I pinned the useless bitch against the wall and watched the black energy I placed in her flow back into me. She doesnât deserve to hold an ounce of my power. Odessa whimpered and writhed, clawing at my hand, but it didnât deter me. Without her wolf, sheâs weak.
Sheâs another lost and pathetic soul, waiting for fate to snatch her by the scalp.
After the transference, I dropped my former tool into a useless heap on the ground. She pants as her hands clasped around her throat in a desperate attempt to soothe the pain. As for me, I feel rejuvenated, ready to take on the world.
âThose who sacrifice others for their gain are bound to lose everything.â Pepi slithered again, eyeballing Odessa like lunch. âNot only have you sacrificed your dignity, but youâve toyed with the hearts of men. A bold, but a very dangerous game!â
âGet this through your pathetic skull; Neron was never yours. Any fool can see it. The reason you couldnât turn Neron to you is because his heart is set. And you canât save him. That love will destroy him. What destiny has for you doesnât include becoming Luna. Kill that pathetic dream. Itâs about time you understand that.â
âYou canât do this to meâ¦â
Kneeling to the ground, I grabbed her chin, digging my nails into her supple flesh. âYouâre a failure, Odessa. Always have been, and always will be. Once the smoke clears, donât be surprised if you lose your mate as well.â
Poor little girl. If I had any mercy left in my heart, Iâd comfort her as she silently wails. Too bad Iâm a horrible man. Playing on feeble desires and selfishness of a brattish woman had never been so fun. I should do it again some other time!
Now, with that taken care of, itâs time for the next part of my plan.
Wait for me, Little Moon. Youâll be mine soon.
Neron
I questioned myself whether calling Kiyaâs parents was the right move, but seeing is believing. I made the right choice. Kiyaâs smile is like the sunâs rays breaking through hours of nonâstop rain, producing the most beautiful of all rainbows. For days, her smile disappeared. Tears, anger, and agony replaced it, diabolically ruining what couldâve been a pleasant week for her.
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Her parents brought that happiness back. Dull brown shines with beauty once again. Lyra and Nikolai have my full gratitude for swooping in and saving their daughter from this nightmare. I watched from afar as the 00:42 parents and child bonded over what seemed like an eternity.
Kiya has no idea how lucky she is to have supportive parents. She sits in between them as they chatted. Lyraâs hand went to play with her daughterâs curls while Nikolai listened intensively to what she had to say. Listening in didnât seem right, so I made myself at home at the bottom stair of the foyer with a pencil and sketchbook at hand. The common room wasnât too far away.
Lyra and Kiyaâs relationship reminded me much of Mom and Nuria. They were damn near inseparable. A motherâs and daughterâs love can never sever, and I see how much happier Kiya is with Lyra. Itâs a shame that Ashley cannot experience that.
I feel awful for her, but we reap what we sow.
Every stroke from my pencil adds to the beauty Iâm trying to emulate on my paperback canvas. But how can a drawing compare to the original? My drawing skills are a little rusty, but I pray that I do the beauty justice.
As my pencil danced across my longâforgotten sketchbook, my mind recalls the contion I had earlier on
the phone with Alpha Anthony. The allâtooâfamiliar, painful sting penetrates my heart.
âShe cannot heal in the same environment that made her sick.â
Kiya is leaving earlier than I expected. For the sake of her health and wellâbeing. By tomorrow afternoon, her presence will no longer linger around my territory.
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I didnât want her to go. Goddess knows how much I want to keep Kiya at my side. Everything about her embeds in my memory: from her saccharine scent to the little quirks she does without knowing. From the way she twirls one of her curls when in deep thought, and how her pitch heightens when sheâs lying, and the bluntness when she speaks the truth.
Kiya is a special woman.
Ruminating on the past several months sheâs been here, I went about everything wrong. At first, I was possessive; willing to chase her to the ends of the earth to make her mine. She was the prey, and I wanted to claim her, because, by destiny, Kiya belongs to me. It wasnât until she beat the shit out of me did I realize how stupid I was becoming.
My sketch grows in detail. Erase one line, add a stronger one. Correct the lopsided shapes and add detail. Itâs coming along, but it still needs work.
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As time went on, I knew I had to change. Having your mate so close is agonizing, especially when you canât reach them. Look, but donât touch. However, is it worth having a mate when sheâs unhappy? The deeper I think about it, the more I realized how little I understood the sacredness of mates.
Mates are more than a destined lover. Theyâre your partner, your best friend, your confidant, and your soulmate. The yin to yang, the fire to ice, and the moon to the sun. They complete you because the Moon Goddess made them just for you. A powerful duo that understands and compliments each other no matter what.
But, if theyâre unhappy, it bleeds into you. Even destined partners have the potential to fall and fail.
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Now, to shading the drawing. The hair is the hardest part, but Iâm up for the challenge.
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Happiness isnât a luxury. Itâs a necessity. Thinking back, Kiya did smile many times during her stay, b they genuine? Did those smiles come from a place of contentment and pleasure? Or were they wellâcrafted disguises to mask her pain?
âShe was never happy here, was she, Onyx?â
Onyx whined softly in thought as I watched the lead of my pencil shrink with every swipe. âI think there were moments she was genuinely happy. And you were too. I like to think the moments we spent our mate were at her happiest, but how can we be sure?â
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My mind went back to our dates. The amusement park, the mall, even our private moments in my office. Hell, Iâd consider the tournament with the pups a date! Was she truly happy then? Optimism tells me yes, she was. But reality says differently.
I donât know what to believe, and Iâm scared to ask her.
âI know you donât want to be apart from your mate, Neron. I donât like interfering with the mate bond. But I canât allow that place to damage her any more than what it already has. Deep down, you know this too.â
The tip of my pencil snapped.
Iâm a fool. A f*cking idiot. Why did I think I could help her heal? In this hellscape? Between the constant slinging of bullshit daily, itâs a miracle Kiya didnât call it quits sooner. As more of the inhumane treatment she suffered resurfaces, Iâve been thinking of the future of Zircon Moon.
This packâs future is in my hands. Iâm the Alpha; itâs my responsibility to oversee the changes and wonder what the next best step for the packâs advancement is.
My choices from here on out determine this communityâs future and mine. And I have an idea of what that future might be.
A sharp shrill of laughter erupted from the common room, grabbing my attention again. Nikolai is wiggling his fingers at Kiya as she shrieks in laughter, begging Lyra to stop him. I grinned.
Kiyaâs laugh. Goddess, she sounds so beautiful.
And I want her to keep that laughter, always.
My pencil is sharpened like my resolve. No matter my pain or wishful thinking, Iâve made up my mind.
âI wish it didnât have to be this way,â Onyx spoke with a hint of sadness. âBut our mate deserves to be happy. She needs to be away from this place so she can start healing again. And maybe we can start healing too?â
âI agree, Onyx,â I respond as I got back to working on the drawing. This is not the time to be selfish.
Iâll never stop loving Kiya. Nothing will dissuade my heart from its rightful owner.
But for her sake, Iâm letting her go.
I have to.