Helanie:
"You hate the moon goddess?" He looked slightly offended but also curious, as if he wanted to ask more questions.
"Can you bla ?" I felt judged, so I quickly countered with a question.
"Listen, I know what you went through was horrible and you didn’t deserve it. But the moon goddess is not to be blad for it. We make choices for ourselves, and then those Alphas too. They chose to be jerks. The moon goddess cannot co to Earth and fight the bad guys. We have to do it ourselves," he explained, reaching for my hand, but I quickly pulled it back.
I didn’t want to hear any logic. I wanted to stick to my promise. I just couldn’t get past the fact that the moon goddess didn’t let anyone have a little empathy for in their hearts. Not even my mother.
So, yeah, I was blaming her.
"Okay, let’s not argue about that. And you know what, I will never ntion her again before you, all happy?" I could tell Lamar felt guilty for upsetting .
"It’s okay. Not your fault though. I do act aggressively sotis," I admitted, being wrong and apologized.
"Of course you do. You’ve got so many mates to kick my ass, and then your strength," he joked, making laugh.
"But on a serious note though, why do you think you have so many mates? It’s not common. In fact, I’ve never heard of any real case like that," he turned the conversation back to the real questions.
"I’m so clueless myself," I sighed.
"And why just the two brothers and a lycan? It’s like, when the mate bonds were connected, the lycan got tangled in just passing by the mixer," he joked again, making roll my eyes at him.
"Hey, but be careful. Choosing Maximus over your mates might cause so problems. We don’t want any, right?" he made nod in agreent while Gavin showed up in the anti.
"Helanie," he smiled after he put on his clothes and was walking toward . He looked so happy to see .
"Hey, how are you feeling now?" I asked with a small smile on my face. He stopped next to Lamar’s bike and gestured to his body, showing he had healed.
"I am sadly on my feet again," the tone he used was so sad.
It was also hard for to watch him like this. He was the first one I had t and befriended along with Lucy. They were so nice to . Watching them fall apart had really been difficult for .
"I know you hate , Helanie. For what I did to Lucy and how I manipulated her. I was honestly scared that—if I confessed—I would lose everyone." I started walking, and this ti, he had genuine tears of sha in his eyes.
"And I proved my point. You see, when Lucy cheated on , nobody really said anything to her. You guys just believed she was uncomfortable and wanted to get back at without even knowing if I had cheated on her or not. For her, it was justified, but you didn’t know. Yet, you were on her side," he rubbed his face with his hands. "I’m not defending my actions. I’m just explaining why I did what I did," there was so much agony in his voice as he once again tried to make a point that honestly seed valid.
Lucy was not wrong, but I was.
"You held accountable—hard," he laughed at himself. "But you didn’t react like that when you found her cheating on , twice. I know I did too, but I swear I was drunk beyond any knowledge of mine. To the point that Jenny and I didn’t even know how far we went that night. We didn’t feel anything because we were so wasted. And I didn’t want to lose my mate or anyone because of that mistake. I’ve been abandoned way too many tis, Helanie. I didn’t want to be left alone again." His eyes started to get red as he teared up.
"Anyway, I hurt the most pure soul ever. I can only imagine how much disgust Lucy must have felt towards herself when she cheated on because that wasn’t what she wanted to begin with. That’s why I wanted to get her out of that coma at any cost," he said determinedly, clenching his fist.
"I cannot live with myself until she’s awake and living a good life," he sniffled, rubbing his eyes.
"Buddy, we’re with you. We also want her back," Lamar quickly patted him on the back and gave a look.
"What were you trying to do on the mountains? What herb could bring her back?" I asked, jumping straight to the main question.
"Not an herb. It’s a rose, the rose to dreamland," he said excitedly. "It’s a—" Before he could finish, I did it for him.
"The purple rose?" My hopes dropped at the ntion of it.
"Yes!" Gavin said, excited to share the knowledge with . "When in a coma, werewolves are usually stuck in dreams. So if I can enter her dream—" I shook my head to already dismiss his plan.
"For the purple rose to work, she would need to sniff it herself, and she’s not awake to do so," I said. As soon as I said that, I noticed Gavin’s face turn blue from disappointnt.
"And even if you could, I’d suggest you don’t. It’s not a dream world, but a dream prison. Whoever goes there stays stuck. Mister Rune wouldn’t let them leave," the mory of it had faded from the other traumas I kept alive in .
But whenever I do get a chance to rember that prison, I feel shivers up and down my spine.
If Kaye hadn’t arrived in ti, I would have been stuck in that prison forever.
In that mont, I felt like I owed it to Kaye, and what did I do in return?
I was going to break his heart in the most painful way by asking him for ti while accepting his brother.
"How do you know that with so much certainty?" Lamar asked, bringing back to reality.
"Because I’ve been there," I said, watching their jaws drop.
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