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Chapter 109
Edric slips from the room. I’m hyper-aware of the pain I’m causing him, but I can’t stop it. I don’t want to hurt him, but I’m torn in two here, and I want to save them both, even though I know it’s impossible. And despite all the hurt and his desires to have me by his side, Edric’s still the better man, because he doesn’t want Abbadon to suffer needlessly, despite everything he’d done.
Abbadon takes my hands in his, sending those beautiful mate sparks careening through me. It’s upsetting to see him cry – this powerful, nearly immortal, godlike creature. “I should never have done this to you.”
I shift around uncomfortably. Remorse doesn’t sound right coming from him.
“He’s a good man. A good wolf. He doesn’t deserve to die, even though I really, really want to kill him. If it can’t be me, I’m glad it’s him.”
“He is a good man,” I agree. “But you are not awful. You are just--”
“You saw what I did, Maya. You are making excuses for me. I am
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Edric's POV: We’ve been back with Dark Moon for three days, and Maya barely moved in all that time. She just sits on the back porch looking out onto the lake that runs through Darius’s territory. On our first day back, Clarissa tried to give Deimos to her, but Maya didn’t want anything to do with him. Her milk has dried up, and I think it’s just one more bit of hurt she can’t deal with right now. “It should come back,” I tried to tell her. “When you hear him cry.” But she just turned her back on me and kept staring out at the lake. She’s damn-near catatonic, and it’s killing me. Another male’s death shouldn’t affect her this much…and I can’t even get angry at her, because she can’t help what she’s feeling. The only ones I can get angry at are the ones that did this to us and of those, one is already dead, the other is a Goddess, and the third will die today. I stand on the porch watching her, because it
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It’s hard. I’m so empty inside. It’s the kind of hole nothing can fill, not even Deimos. What kills me is that Edric is trying his best to make it better, but he can’t. And I know he’s angry. I know he’s going through a difficult time too. He must hate me. I’d hate me if I were him. ~ Fake it, ~ my wolf says. ~Fake it ‘till you make it. ~ * I can’t even do that. * She is happy to be here with Dark Moon, happy to be with Edric. I’d rather be anywhere but here. I want to get away from the other wolves’ pitiful glances. Deimos gurgles on my lap and gives me a huge toothless grin. “It’s a good thing you don’t know what a mess your mom is,” I say, and tickle his chubby little neck. He just keeps cooing and makes a grab for my hair. “Maya?” Edric asks from the open backdoor. “Are you ready?” “Yes,” I cradle Deimos close to me, stand up, and look out over the lake. It’s the same one that flows into Mountain Fire’s territory. I’ll miss this place, I t
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PART 2 I wake up in a cold sweat, my heart hammering in my chest, tears streaming down my face. I dream about him every night. I miss him. I knew Abbadon for less than three weeks, but it feels like we had a lifetime together, and a part of me died when he died. That part isn’t coming back to life, and even though I’m happy to be home with my mate and baby, there’s a constant, nagging emptiness in the pit of my being that’s not going away. I try my best to hide it from Edric, but he knows. He doesn’t blame me. Doesn’t resent me. Never even brings it up. But he knows, and it’s killing me, because I know he’s hurting too. I swing my legs off the bed. The nausea hits me out of nowhere, and I make it to the bathroom just in time. Falling on my knees in front of the toilet, I start vomiting. I’ve been throwing up nearly non-stop for three days now. At first, I put it down to the stress of returning to the swamp and the sickening, cloying humid hea
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Edric's POV All the fear leaves me at once, and I have to grab the bed to stop myself from collapsing to the floor. “You’re sure?” I ask, still not trusting that I heard Winston, one of our doctors, correctly. “Pretty sure, yeah.” He grins at the look on my face. “She’s three weeks pregnant at least.” It adds up. She conceived the night we left Mountain Fire. The night I chased her in the woods. The night everything clicked back into place and I knew we’d be okay. Although, the last week or so, I started to doubt her. I started to think that the loss of Abbadon was too great and that I’d never get her back. I started to resent her for it, and many times all I could do was walk away because I was afraid of what I’d say to her if I didn’t. I have to keep reminding myself that she chose me, and that’s what matters. “She’s been so irritable lately,” I say, more to myself than the doctor. “I thought she…” I shake my head, cutting myself off before I give away too much. “A lot of she-wo
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“Do you need a bottle?” Edric asks. God, he’s a good man. Back when I still lived a human life, I knew girls who dreamed of having a man like him – one that anticipates your needs and just does it for you, because he loves you that much. “No.” I smile up at him. “I’m good.” I stopped throwing up two days ago, and they finally agreed to let me come home this morning. Edric sits up behind us and looks over my shoulder at the nursing baby. “Goddess, he’s growing up fast.” “Didn’t you tell me that’s what babies do?” “Yes, but he’s growing faster than a normal baby.” “Oh.” I cast my mind back, thinking about Natalie and Thomas, trying to remember if they grew this fast as babies, but it’s too long ago and too far away now. “Do you feel up to taking a drive with me today? I want to show you the progress we’re making on the new compound.” What I really want to do is shift and go for a run. The last time I shifted was just over two weeks ago on our first full moon back here. “Is it too
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I look around. I only see trees and thick undergrowth, but I can hear machinery, banging and shouting in the distance. The sounds and smells of construction drift towards us on the breeze. I throw my head back and sniff the air. Despite the slight tinge of diesel, sweat, and dust, it smells cleaner here, without the ever-present scent of decay clinging to the place. “I love it,” I say. He nods and shifts to human, a huge smile on his face. “Wait here. I’ll get clothes.” I sit down and look at my surroundings. It’s not like Mountain Fire. The trees and undergrowth are very different here. Tropical is the only word I have to describe it. And there’s a saltiness in the air. I wonder how far away we are from the ocean. Dressed in shorts, Edric comes stumbling back, almost falling over some kind of creeper. Grinning at his own clumsiness, he hands me a dress. I recognise it as the dress I wore on my first day at Mountain Fire. Tears fill my eyes, but I quickly blink them away. I’m sure
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Edric’s POV: I stop close to the staff entrance at the back of the palace, not waiting to see if Maya and Kelly follow me. I haven’t been this angry in a while, and I’m ready to tear some heads off. It’s bad enough my own family turned their backs on me, I won’t have my wolves defy my orders. I storm into the kitchen, looking around the vast room. When this place was built, my predecessors clearly had a communal house in mind. We have three kitchens and four dining halls. I opened the biggest kitchen, the one I’m standing in now, two weeks ago so we could start feeding our unemployed, starving wolves. Unlike the wolves I’m used to, these don’t work. They grew up completely cut off from the outside world. The Omegas are uneducated and unable to look after themselves. The only wolves I have any confidence in are our warriors, but they were treated differently. Were allowed to get an education and live a life outside the tribe. Most didn’t bother and have a rudimentary education at bes
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Edric's POV: I stand with my hands on my hips, taking in the carnage around me. Some of the wolves were torn limb from limb, while others were seemingly unharmed, but covered in the blood of their neighbours. “How many?” I ask, trying to suppress the rage boiling in my chest. Who did this? “It’s impossible to say. Half of them at least.” “What happened?” “I don’t know. The survivors are too afraid to talk to us. They won’t come out of their huts.” I kneel next to a corpse, inspecting his body. “It makes no sense. They don’t usually attack each other. They look after each other here.” “Uh-huh,” Stephen agreed. “And why did the others die? The ones that have no wounds. What killed them?” I shake my head. “I can’t tell. I see no obvious wounds or injuries.” Swallowing my revulsion, I turn the dirty wolf’s neck to the side, staring at the small circular hole in his neck. “Hunters.” Stephen kneels next to me. “Did they inject them with silver?” “I don’t smell silver. Wolfsbane mayb
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