The Werewolf's Chapter 602: The past is the past

Chapter 602: The past is the past

Darrien

The drive ho feels like an eternity. My whole body is aching from being away from Jabi for this long. The only ti I have been away from him was when that bastard Lenny took him. This ti is different because I was actually helping people. Thinking about it, it is a good thing that I ca to pick Rex up.

Those people wouldn’t have been able to survive things without the help of Amber.

Now I feel like I am indebted to her even though that is sothing that I have always dreaded. I haven’t even told Jabi that I was coming ho and I know that it would be late at night by the ti I actually do get to the community, so he would probably be sleeping.

The sky is foggy as I step on the gas, wishing my car could go faster than it is going right now. I am already over the speed limit but it feels like it is not fast enough. I hear my phone ring and my eyes dart to it—In case it is a call from my baby. Amber’s na pops up on the screen and I let out a heavy sigh because I know I will have to answer it.

Now we are at this place in our lives where I have to pick up her calls. I know she is probably just calling to see if things went well—there is no doubt in my mind that she knows things went well. She just wants it to co from

and that is why there is so much dread in my heart.

I slide through the answer on the screen and her voice speaks out "Darrien,’’ she calls my na softly. There was a ti when I would crave her voice, a ti when her voice was all I would need to get through the day. Now, I just feel pity, remorse.

Nothing more.

"Things went well I take it,’’ she manages. As I said, she already knows. Word must have got out by now, so there really is no need for her to call .

"Yeah, thank you a lot."

The other end of the line is silent for a couple of seconds and I clutch the steering wheel as I speed up. I need to get ho. I need the redy that is Jabi. The only man I love. The one that makes

complete.

I need to nip this thing with Amber in the bud. I don’t know what it is but I need to make things clear. There is no way she even thinks that we have a shot in hell. She knows what it ans to find a mate. There was a ti where she wanted to block

from ever finding my mate. She wanted to use magic because she was afraid that I would leave her.

I have been through so much with Amber and for the best part of , there was a ti that she made

happy.

Now, all I feel for her is pity.

"Can I see you?’’ she asks.

When I needed her to help us in the coven. This question was okay but now, I don’t think so. I don’t think it is a good idea for her to co to

right now because I don’t like the way she sounds. There is pain etched in her voice.

Pain that I am probably causing.

"I don’t think it is a good idea,’’ I tell her honestly.

She sighs into the phone "Because you don’t need

anymore?’’ she asks.

"Because you don’t need

anymore.’’ I counterattack.

It has been years since I last saw her. It has been years since I last heard from her and she has been fine. She used to tell

how she couldn’t survive without . How she would die if I ever left her but she is still alive, she is still strong and beautiful, all those her threats never ca to pass.

"I missed you, I know you don’t feel the sa but you have to know that did."

This is the part I knew would happen but I don’t regret reaching out to her because I needed her to help . I wouldn’t have been able to find Jabi without her and I can’t have any regrets.

"I am not asking you to take

back, I know how impossible that is, you found your person and there is no going back from that but I just miss you.’’

I really don’t understand why we are even having this conversation but it seems like sothing that she needs to say. Sothing that maybe she wants

to hear.

"Okay Amber, I give you permission, co to .’’

I hope I won’t have regrets in letting her in right now but I want her to get her to say. I didn’t give her a chance when I left her all those years ago, so now the least I can do is listen to her. The least I can do is give her a chance to let go properly.

I might co to regret this but I know that this is sothing that I need to do.

Amber doesn’t hesitate and in a split second, she is next to

in the passenger seat of my car. The light that cos whenever this happens, erupt and I am glancing at her from the corner of my eyes.

I feel her all around the car, I feel sothing that I have never felt when it cos to her and it is not sothing that I like.

"Why are you really here?’’ I ask her, I want this eting to be short and to the point.

I don’t want to drag this because it shouldn’t even be happening in the first place "Are you going to disappear again?’’ she asks .

Yes, I left her but if she wanted to find , she could have. She let

go because she knew there was no point in holding on. Just like she knows right now, there is no point holding on because just like the last ti, I am too far gone.

There is no going back.

The past is the past.