Valerie ‘I should have expected this.’ was my first thought as I met the two of them. There were so many questions that came up in my head, one of them being how did they know i was here? That wasn't hard to answer even though my engagement with the outside world was limited , it would have gotten out in some way whether through the pack or the servants. Not to mention that my fainting had been public as well. There came the other question. Why did they want to see me? Any words I could say were choked up in my stunned state. My mother and father came closer. Close up, my mother's eyes glistened with tears. It looked like she had been in tears before. Had she been crying? Something in my chest tightened at the sight. A long borne feeling filled me to reach out to her and hold her, comfort her in s way I'd always wished to. And then she spoke. “Valerie, why did you do this to Alyn?” My mother cried out. Like an icy bath, I was drawn rudely back to reality. ‘Of course,’
TristanI searched her gaze for anything that would tell me she was okay but her silence was enough to tell me she wasn't. Was she even listening?I forget the sudden glaze in her eyes right before I'd rushed in or the way she was near hyperventilating. Now, the haze was gone, yet she looked at me with a gaze I couldn't decipher. It took everything in me to not shake her if I wasn't afraid that it would do more harm than good.I didn't know what was more unbelievable, the things I'd heard or how fast I'd come here. I'd arrived only less than a minute ago after dealing with business at the border when the nearby guards told me that they had come here. I'd rushed here in the nick of time to know enough of why they came…and her.I swallowed thickly, trying to control my emotions.I'd thought I knew what it was like to be angry, but I'd never felt more enraged and repelled until hearing what her parents, the people who raised me, told her.And then her words, just before I stepped in?
FLASHBACK: THE NIGHT OF THE MATING CEREMONY AFTER-PARTY TristanThe celebrations had dwindled outside, but it was still ongoing. I sighed, resting against the couch from the bedroom. After everything that happened this evening, it was a better result than nothing.Many of the Pack representatives that spoke to me offered sympathies during the after party. Glad for what took place before I'd fallen into a sham marriage and even praised my ‘magnanimity’. To that I said something all across the same lines.“Valerie is the one that deserves all the praise”“If it wasn't for Valerie, I wouldn't be like this.”“Valerie helped me a lot.”At some point I was sure that they'd caught on that it was more than appreciation I felt. Every one from the different packs were more than aware of our firmer bond, her exit and how she was now staying by Alistair's side. It sent frissons of embarrassment through me on how obvious it seemed. Even glancing at her slightly from the distance made me melt. M
PRESENT DAY Tristan I swallowed thickly at the reminder. Facing her now, that memory felt like nothing.I still had no idea what she knew or remembered from that night, or the version of events Alistair had told her. Yet as she came to me in my office the next day, guilt swelled in me. I'd pushed her away as I'd promised myself, leaving no room for contact. There was a reason she'd left in the first place after all, and with me on the backseat of her mind alongside the trouble she went through she'd be happier off.The moment the door slammed in my office that day, I repeated those thoughts as if to convince myself but the regret had already set in.Her striking doe eyes pierced mine. I had been silent for a while now. Swallowing thickly, my mind raced. But else was there to say but the truth?“I was afraid,” I finally admitted,With three words, her brows scrunched in a look of confusion I couldn't help but find pretty.“Afraid of what?” She asked. “Afraid that by getting closer
Alyn I could hear them.The blue colors of the room surrounded me. Always there. Always taunting. Bitterness swelled inside me. I hadn't gone outside for days. All the stares, were too much.Once they would look at me with smiles, hanging on to my words. They supported me. I hated it.And it was all her fault.Their muffled voices rang through the room as they arrived. A few moments ago, they had come to my door assuring me to resolve things, to talk to Tristan.Now that they were back, they had to have some good news.It was night, so they no doubt thought I was asleep. Good. I leaned against the door, waiting for what they would say. It was quiet at first. Too quiet.It shouldn't be quiet.“Alyn made a mistake. It…it had to be a mistake.”Hope filled my chest. They were always so good to me. So easy.Always jumping to my defense. But that didn't matter. They were still on my side. If I could talk to them, shed a few more tears, they would make sure I spoke to Tristan. Then I
Valerie“And then…and then one of them fell into the pool.” Sophia giggled against me and a smile reached my lips.“That sounds horrendous.”“Absolutely horrendous.” She snorted before devolving anymore laughter.We hadn't gone far this time, spending time in the garden at the backyard where I'd rested for several minutes. Sophia had kept me company, regaling me with tales of some of her entertaining moments. Another week passed in the blink of an eye. Yet unlike the first, things felt peaceful. “Are you looking forward to dinner?” She giggled. I smacked her playfully in response.Ever since that day I no longer took my food in my room. It felt like deja Vu to go down the stairs yet meeting Tristan alone at the other end. We would speak through those times with him either talking about whatever pack matters and I sometimes sharing my advice or talking about the flower shop over the past few months.Everytime, he would look at me in a certain way. A look that seemed to spell adoratio
Valerie“Oh good, everyone's here.” Alyn giggled in a near hysterical tone, “Let them all see this if they came for a show.”The hollowness in my gut grew even further. She acted like there was nothing to lose. And that? That truly scared me.Her other hand aimed my way still hadn't wavered despite her flailing. “Alyn!” I heard Tristan shout amongst the clamouring. Before I could think she had moved closer, the metallic head of the gun inches away.“If anyone moves any closer, I'll shoot now.” Alyn announced. The place stilled immediately and everyone present at the entrance remained there.“Alyn, stop what you're doing now. What on earth had gotten into you.” my father's voice barked.“Dad, mom.” Alyn smiled, “You two always supported me. Never questioned anything I said. You were always freaking fools.” She sneered. I swore I heard my parents gasp through the noises and the blood rushing through my ears. “You couldn't tell whenever I lied about something about Valerie. You alw
ValerieI closed my eyes, bracing myself for the impact. The pain.Was this going to be my end? Was history going to repeat itself?All this time, avoiding everything all to end up like this. Things being different but the same.Maybe I shouldn't have egged her on. I should have been softer. Begged and pleaded for my life. If not for anything else, for the sake of my child. But I hadn't. And if time was turned I probably wouldn't. Not after everything I'd heard.How ironic it was that I'd caused my own death, this time more directly. A twinge of guilt and shame filled me. ‘I'm sorry,’ I whispered to my child. Perhaps I deserved it but they didn't. But it was too late. I was dying and so will they. I wasn't foolish to beg the moon goddess for a second chance. The life I'd lived had gone past my expectations, no matter how many regrets I left behind this time, I'd have no choice.Time seemed to tick on as the screams reached my ears. Waiting for the hot searing pain that followed bef
ValerieThe sun hadn't fully risen when I'd reached the pack clinic. There was barely anyone present in the early hours of the morning with very few nurses working their shift. Immediately I entered the familiar room, I met the Pack doctor.If he noticed the tension wrapped around my shoulders, he didn't say, merely giving a small bow.“Miss Valerie,” the older man greeted. The night before he had sent the text, asking me to meet him the next morning. He had never contacted me so abruptly, far from the normal routine set in place. But that was the least of my worries when I saw the content of the text.It was a simple text, requesting that he needed to check up on the traces of the drug in my system.And also, he added in the text, on the baby. THAT was the part that had me the most nervous.The test in itself was repetitive. I'd already gotten used to it through time- a simple blood draw and a basic checkup whilst waiting for the test to run. I went through the motions mindlessly, a
ValerieAs soon as I reached my room I slammed the door shut, trying to not break down. My breaths came out shaky. I didn't know how I was able to keep myself composed for the rest of the day, but as we reached the pack house I was already nearing the brink. Guilt. Pure guilt gnawed at my conscience.‘No more secrets or things from the past.’ The weight of my secret bore down on me like a physical force, making it hard to breathe.I had agreed so damn easily when I knew it wasn't true. I'd made a promise I'd already broken.Because our child was still here, tying us together but I hadn't said a damn thing in the last two weeks.Since the confession it constantly came to mind. Every single day felt like a dream. I spent time with him and helped with his duties. We were working towards healing, towards a future together. Everything felt like this was how it was supposed to be.I'd never been happier, and it was especially in those streaks of pure joy that the thought came to mind th
TristanI could feel her eyes penetrating me without looking at her. I knew what she was thinking even without her emotions seeping through the bond.Shock. Confusion. I kept my face completely neutral, grasping into her hands more firmly and offering a tight squeeze.‘Trust me,’ I tried to convey through the simple gesture, hoping it seeped in through the bond. She didn't say a word or return the gesture, but she didn't pull away either. Her silent assent was clear.A knot formed in my throat as I grazed my eyes over the headstone. For years on end, I'd constantly visited their graves throughout every anniversary, whether it was their birthdays, their death and on my birthdays. All four occasions were still months incoming. This was the first time within the year that I'd had visited them and it felt like a far cry from the last time. I wasn't the man I was a year ago or even months ago. I was different now.An amalgamation of the past mistakes and present decisions. I was blind ba
2 Weeks LaterTristanIt was said that dying or having a near death experience was life changing. It was no doubt the same for having twice the amount.Life had become good to say the least. Nothing could probably compare to the high I was in now. It seemed to make all the weeks of limbo worth it Valerie was with me. We were together.Now, I was waiting for her to arrive.It was a date.This one however was going to be important, because I had a surprise.“Tristan?” The sound of her voice brought me out of my thoughts. I looked up and my world stopped.Valerie was at the head of the stairs. Her silvery blonde hair was let down, letting it rest in its soft waves. The blue dress she wore flattered her frame perfectly, sending a twist of desire through me. She was…“Beautiful.” The words left my lips before I could think it through, but it was worth it to see the flush rise on her face.“Shut up,” she muttered, loud enough to hear, yet whatever snarky she was holding muddled underneath
ValerieThe pack hall had cleared itself in no time. My final glance at Alyn was a final hollow look she gave. As the guards dragged her out, she looked indifferent, completely unresponsive to everything around her. Like she was catatonic.Perhaps some things…some people weren't capable of change.I pushed the thought aside. After talking to the servants to help clear the hall. I turned away, ready to leave-“Valerie,”I froze at the voice behind me. The urge to run away pricked at my skin but this time I turned around. For the first time in days I met the gazes of my parents. It seemed like they had aged nearly ten years with the way they looked at me. Their faces held more wrinkles, their expressions weary and stricken. It felt like deja vu. Once in this same hall I'd escaped before they could see me. Now as they walked towards me this time I wasn't going to try to escape.They moved closer, stopping a few steps away from me. A weight formed my chest as I saw their expressions, a
Valerie The remaining two days flowed by like water. I hadn't realised how exhausted I was until I'd practically fallen dead asleep after returning from the hospital. Immediately I woke up that day I made all the provisions for his return in the meantime. Sophia and the other maids helped attend to me during that time and the rest of the servants deferred to me for orders. For the past few days I had been making any arrangements I could. I was no longer Luna yet it felt like it while I gave orders, organising things. I hadn't realised how much I missed it until now. I felt more at peace, the weight of the responsibility lighter, more welcoming. I constantly moved between the pack house and back to the hospital whenever I was done, staying with Tristan throughout. Whether it was talking, joking or staying in complete silence, I remained with him as long as possible. Throughout those two days, we never talked about Alyn, my parents or the trial that was looming. Perhaps th
Valerie 'What?’ A sharp prickle rose up my skin in shock. Of all the things he would say this was the most unexpected. “Tristan, You can't…” “It's fair and lawful.” He said, his voice neutral, “The consequences for the attempted murder of a Luna is death.” “I'm no longer Luna,” I countered, heart racing. He frowned for a moment, looking at me “Former Luna then. And no matter Alpha,” Something in me clenched. His words were correct, but still. He, who had protected her for most of her life. Even now that he'd cut all ties with her and didn't regard her anymore than as a pack member, Tristan wasn't cruel. But to easily decide this? ‘To kill her?’ “Tristan…” “Valerie,” he responded, turning to me. My breath hitched at the ashen look in his eyes. The shadows of memories I knew nothing of were reflected in them in a way that made my heart clench. “I know everything now.” He breathed out, “The maliciousness in her heart is too deep.There's no way I can let her stay in this pac
Valerie Sitting at the far corner of the room, I watched as Dr Gerard gave light orders to Tristan, checking on him. Despite the high from moments ago I'd still called on the pack doctor to check on him. I had to look at the floor to keep myself composed. I'd been staring too long, and there was only a limit when minutes of tracing the lines of his face, would seem too much. I couldn't help it though. It was proof. Proof that he was alive, with me. That the past few minutes were real. He LOVED me. The feeling settled inside me. After weeks of the strange limbo we were in, it felt like it had finally rested. I thought I could have time to think things over. Seeing him bloodied and pale, sacrificing his life for me, it all became clear. The thought had stated with me for the entirety of the wait. Sitting alone as his sole visitor and tracing his features over and over again, I'd prayed countless times with that one thing in mind. He couldn't die. I couldn't lose him witho
TristanI vaguely heard myself groan as blinding light pierced my eyes. A faint pain dulled my senses, yet as I adjusted to the brightness I could recognize where I was.The hospital.The blur of Alyn's threats, Valerie and the gunshot remained in my mind. And what happened after I lost consciousness…I shifted, attempting to sit up only to halt at a heavy sensation. Turning to my bedside I realised I wasn't alone. I would recognise that hair anywhere.'Valerie...'She was asleep, her arms intertwined on the empty space on the bed to pillow her face. Her platinum blonde waves swam across the blue matress. Her eyes were flushed, and I quickly understood why as I noticed the dried sheen tracking her cheeks. Tear stains. “Tristan! No! Stay with me!” the echo of her frantic voice remained in my mind. A knot formed in my throat. I remembered everything now. The remaining memories of my past life following her death. The burden in my chest felt even heavier.Just like now, I had realised