Chapter 272: EPILOGUE
THREE YEARS LATER
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"So with that, Gamma Rhett’s na continues to be sung by all races as the man who single-handedly vanquished the vampires by killing the vampire lord. However, the truth is... He had much more help than many think." I ca to the end of the story for the umpteenth ti with my students.
They always loved hearing the story of the ’ssiah of werewolf kind’, which had been written down as a compulsory part of their history syllabus.
It had been exactly three years... Three years since my mate and the love of my life sacrificed himself to save the world. Just like the rest of the world, I was able to piece myself back together and move on.
I still cried myself to sleep occasionally, but I was getting better each day. Besides, teaching these children, the future of our pack helped soothe my heart.
Just then, a young girl raised her hand to ask a question.
"Yes, Martha." I pointed at her, beckoning her to ask her a question.
She looked around before asking. "Miss Isleen... But what about the Gamma’s son? Kylo... What happened to him?"
My heart stopped for a second there. Kylo...
"Well, good question Martha. Kylo had to move away from the pack, ashad of the fact that he’d almost killed his father. He felt guilty that if he hadn’t been stopped... Then perhaps he would’ve prevented his father from fulfilling his destiny." I answered calmly, trying desperately to mask the hurt in my voice.
Another child, a boy, raised his hand and I gestured at him to speak as well.
"Miss Isleen, what about the mystery of the ’high-rank traitor ’? Who was it?" The boy asked a question that I’d been hoping soone would ask.
I shook my head before answering. "In a shocking twist, it turns out the traitor was the last Alpha. He’d been the one to give out information to the vampires that let them know we were having a festival the night of the full moon. He also told them when the enlisted soldiers would be starting their training allowing the vampires to attack them during their very first night at camp. However, after the death of the vampire lord, Alpha Beowulf confessed to his cris, forcing the Alpha council to lock him up in the dungeons."
The students murmured among themselves. Yeah, the news had co as a shock to
as well.
Currently, the Raven Wood pack doesn’t have an Alpha. The seat was open, left for when they’d be able to find soone worthy enough to fill in the Alpha’s seat. The Alpha’s bloodline had held so importance, after all.
Another boy raised his hands and asked. "So, Gamma Rhett would still be alive if he hadn’t stupidly sacrificed himself for his mate?"
I gasped as the students giggled at their friend’s question. I tried my best to contain my anger before speaking.
"First off, that ’mate’ is standing before you right now." My voice oozed with sarcasm, forcing the students to stare at
in stunned silence.
After scanning through their faces with my gaze, I continued. "Secondly, you got it wrong Casey. Gamma Rhett’s sacrifice wasn’t ’stupidity’. The mate bond is far more complex than you think. If it hadn’t been for his will to save his mate... , that day, he probably wouldn’t have summoned the strength that led him to kill the vampire lord."
The students remained silent while the one who asked the question, Casey, lowered his head in sha.
I didn’t bla him anyway, he was just a child.
Choosing to ignore the distraction, I sighed before turning to the board behind . "Alright, everyone, open your notebooks. Let’s do a little pop quiz."
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By the end of that day, I walked back ho exhausted. I’d moved out of Rhett’s house a month after his death, cause I wasn’t able to bear living there anymore.
I put my heart and soul into teaching every day, and honestly, I didn’t regret it.
But days like today almost made
want to give up sotis.
As I walked down the street leading to my apartnt building, I received a few greetings from fellow pack mbers. Ever since the war ended and the vampires died alongside their Lord, Vlad, the other races had slowly started rebuilding... Together.
The Raven Wood pack which had once been so strict with tradition and cautious of other races, now allowed fey and even humans to visit. The pack was a famous site known worldwide as the birthplace of the hero known as Gamma Rhett.
Sadly, history forgot the people who fought alongside him. The people who died before he finally accomplished his destiny. The ones he left behind...
I sighed deeply, looking at the bright side. The pack mbers no longer bullied
for my Oga status all because of my contribution to the war. So still judged
for my relationship with Rhett, but I couldn’t care less.
When I got to my door and brought out my keys to open it, an old woman next door approached .
I glanced at her with a warm smile. "Mama Laurel. Good evening, how are you doing?"
The old woman had a radiant smile on her face. She was an elf with grey-white hair and sharp blue eyes that shone like gemstones. She wore a black gown and had pointed ears that were adorned with golden hoop earrings.
"Isleen, my dear. I think the mailman gave
your letter by accident." Mama Laurel uttered before stretching out her hand and revealing an envelope.
I took it out of her hand with creased eyebrows before blurting. "Oh, thank you, mama Laurel. I guess I should check it out."
Surprisingly, the old woman gave
a wink before walking away. Okay... that was weird.
I shrugged as I tore off the envelope and opened the letter.
However, I paused when my nose caught a scent. For the first ti in years, my wolf beca restless, pulling
to glance back.
My eyes landed on a face that I didn’t think I’d ever see again. My mouth ford an "o" as I tried to find words to speak.
"K– Kylo?" I blurted with disbelief.
He stared back at
with a stunned expression before smiling. "I was afraid the letter wouldn’t get to you, so I decided to find you myself."
I gulped as my eyes locked with his in an intense gaze that sent my heart racing. Kylo... Kylo is my second-fated mate?!
Suddenly, he walked toward
and held
close to his chest. "I’ve missed you." His voice brimd with sincerity.
He missed ? Has he forgotten? Has he forgave ?
My legs shook as I looked into his eyes. Truth was... I did too. I missed him. A lot.
Without another word, Kylo drew
into his embrace, brushing my hair with his hand. And at that mont, for the first ti in years... I no longer felt alone. I was no longer alone.
THE END
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