mories of a car crashing, being sold at the auction, encountering witches that hung humans on the tree, the Bloodshade pack, arms ripped off, making love, getting rejected, watching my sisters on the brink of death, and falling off the cliff... everything played like a broken tape.
I shut my eyes tightly, as a sharp pain tore through my chest. The pain was so intense that I could not breathe.
Tears stread down my face, my body slumped in defeat, waves after waves of emotions followed. I began wailing.
’Oh for fucking sake!’ My fingers dug into the forest floor. My heart shattered into millions of pieces, and it was all because of one man... one man.
My shoulders trembled like leaves before the storm. I felt numb... maybe I wanted to. But I couldn’t ignore the fire burning within .
’I, Alpha Damon Blackthorn, reject you, Ember Salvatore, as my mate.’ Damon’s voice replayed in my head.
I hated myself for trying to give him a chance, for trying to believe he was more than a fucking psychopath and a cold bastard.
Not only did he fail , not only did he give away to be hunted, not only did he break his promises... he took the people that mattered to in the hellish world. Caroline and Lydia, the two people who had stood by my side. Fought by my side.
More tears stread down my cheeks. ’I felt hollow and alone now, he broke into pieces, and I can never be whole again.’
I wished I hadn’t survived the fall, I wished I hadn’t t him. I can never forgive him for what he took from ... I would never.
"Aeris!" Alaric’s alard voice rang in my ears.
However, I remained motionless in my spot. What does he expect from ? Now they all act as if they had cared for ? When I needed them the most, where were they?
They left , they left to fend for myself. They saw as a freak, as an abomination. I hated myself for falling in love with him, it was my greatest mistake.
Loving a psychopath is like killing yourself and losing parts of yourself. You get the short end of the stick.
"Aeris!" This ti, it was the voice of the person I hated the most. Damon.
I heard the sounds of screams and cries, the ripping of flesh and the breaking of bones. Then I heard approaching footsteps.
He was coming. The man who saw as just a pet, a lowly Oga, and the kind that he hated the most.
’Why was he here? Didn’t he get what he always wanted? Is he back to tornt ? I bet he is already mated to Allison, that fucking bitch. Anyways, they both suit each other... however, I must get revenge for my sisters and myself.’
Dirt flew in the air as Damon fell on his knees beside . "Aeris." He called, his deep voice laced with pain. "You are hurting... What could make you hurt this badly? I can feel your pain."
’What an irony?’
I sniffled my tears, I didn’t want to see him. All I wanted to do was drive a fucking knife through his chest.
"Aeris, talk to , you are scaring ." His hands trembled by his side. "I can feel your hatred too... tell what is going on? Who hurt you so bad? Tell and I’ll rip their hearts out of their chests!"
I opened my eyes hearing his words. The smile and carefree look in my eyes were long gone. My eyes were dead just like how my heart was.
They were cold and haunting, like those of ghosts who ca back from the dead.
I turned slowly, my swollen eyes t his. He looked the sa, except for how his gaze had softened now compared to before.
His body was covered in blood, almost like he had just bathed in it. His eyes searched for answers, and a look of surprise flickered through his eyes.
"You’ll give their heart?" My voice was cold like the frost of winter.
Damon remained quiet, he raised his bloodied hand but halted midway, then he slowly brought them to his side.
"Yes." He said with so much confidence that it made smirk at his ignorance.
His silver grey eyes were the sa as always, carrying a strong aura of murder behind them.
"Damon!" Mr. Four Eyes yelled, as they couldn’t keep the witches’ backs.
"I’ll be back, stop crying." He stayed for a few seconds more before he pushed himself to his feet, charging into battle.
He grabbed one of the witches by her throat, his claws cutting through her neck like it was a re pudding.
Rhydian released blue balls of magic, which rained causing explosions the mont they touched the witches.
So tried to deflect the magic, however, they were not strong enough, causing them to get consud by it.
’This is no ti to cry Ember, you already cried, no more.’ I staggered to my feet.
My head felt heavy, and then, a high-pitched sound rang in my ears, causing my surroundings to be disrupted. Everything blurred for a second.
A warm thick liquid began to seep out from my nose, I touched it, feeling the sticky texture, then I brought my finger further down.
It was blood. Why was I having a nosebleed? I looked around the battlefield, and we were winning, despite the disadvantage in numbers.
"Princess... I can feel ho." Golden peeked out of my clothes.
I wanted to roll my eyes. Aeris was really a softie, but I couldn’t just abandon the butterfly now.
"Where?" I asked.
"To the north."
I turned to the north with all the strength I could muster. A golden light shimred in the cover of the night.
I squinted my eyes to get a better view, weird creatures on their fours ca into view. And beside them were creatures in dirty black cloaks.
The leader held a golden orb with her right hand, carrying a crooked stick with her left. A red ruby ring glowed on her middle finger.
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