Chapter 4

Marcus POV

My intention was to leave her there to fend for herself, or let the doctors at the Wolf hospital deal with the problem. After all, I don't really care if she lives or dies. For me, my relationship with Roberta has been about use from the beginning, and only use.

I know Roberta still thinks she's using my Pack influence to help her Pack, but that's not the case. This marriage was a sham from the start, and I took advantage of her affection and her status as the Alpha daughter of the Twilight Pack.

I was 8 years old when a sudden rogue attacked my Pack 17 years ago. Both of my parents died in the riot, and after the attack, one of the rogue who was caught identified the man who instructed us was the Alpha of the Twilight Pack. I panicked as a young man and ran from place to place amid the wolves. Just as I was hiding in a ruins shivering, not knowing what to do, a girl who also looked a little embarrassed walked up to me. She led me to a shelter where I had been safe from the turmoil. I have never for a moment forgotten the trace of the moon on that girl's wrist, and her smile like a full moon.

To this day, I still have the dream of being saved by the girl with the crescent birthmark, in which she saved me from the vicious hunt, but the dream always stops abruptly. Although I always knew what happened next in reality, the dream always stopped just before I was about to see her.

Many years passed, and I never gave up looking for that girl and completing my revenge. Marrying Roberta was part of the plan. But the Moon Goddess still played a cruel trick on me, allowing me to find the moon girl Zora before my revenge was complete, but it also prevented me from being truly with her.

So I would promise Zora anything she wanted, including taking Roberta's blood.

I picked up Zora and stepped over Roberta, who was lying on the ground, to leave. I am not interested in her weakness or her life or death, she and her Pack are no longer a threat, and my revenge is coming to an end.

"Marcus, you shouldn't be doing this. It's wrong." Dixon whispered in my ear.

"What's wrong with that? Then I can cut off my mate relationship with her, and you can be free, right?" I replied with some contempt.

"Can't you feel your strength slowly waning? You think destroying a mate bond only affects her? That's childish thinking." Dixon's voice starts to sound a little anxious.

Of course I am aware of the damage my actions may cause, but I believe that when all is said and done, I will be the last person standing above everyone.

"No, you won't." Dixon was keen to refute what I said.

"You see, your powers are still complete right?" "I said jokingly.

"When it's all said and done, you and her will be gone with the wind." Dixon's tone seems a little flutty, "I've been feeling a little bit difficult with our recently link, this is the beginning of a change, you will be getting weak together, just like her."

I looked down at Zora in my arms. She also looked at me with some confusion. My heart began to rise with a sense of anxiety.

"Zora, go home today. Roberta doesn't seem to be well. I'd like to stay and look after her."

Zora's expression changed from confused to angry. "But I am also weak and need someone to accompany me."

"Roberta can't help you until she gets well. I'm thinking of you, too." I looked at Zora's face, vaguely aware that her expression was distorted, and I shook my head to dispel the idea. Zora finally let go, and she was reluctant to let me go.

I turned back into the room and saw Roberta still lying on the floor, her face white, her lips trembling, her whole body curled up on the floor.

"Poor thing, her wolf strength is close to zero, I can't feel her wolf, must be asleep." Dixon spoke, as if he was not talking to me, but just feeling sorry for himself.

I was shocked to hear Dixon's words. How destroying mate bond could have such obvious consequences for her made me a little flustered. If this is what's gonna happen to her, is this what's gonna happen to me? I can't accept the loss of Wolf power, at least not now.

"The choice is yours, do you want to go on with it?" Dixon said.

"No, you understand what this means to me."

"You're killing yourself. Whatever you're going through, I can tell from that girl that she had nothing to do with it." Dixon's voice is muffled, and I can tell he's determined.

But I also have my reasons, I want her to go through the same pain I went through, and then erase her. Although there will be a price to pay.

"You're pathetic." Dixon scoffs.

"Maybe."

As I carried Roberta back inside to her bed, her breathing calmed down. If she doesn't live to see the day my plan is completed, then my revenge will be meaningless, and everything I've worked for will be for nothing. I wouldn't let that happen, but every time I was near her, I was filled with conflict and pain.

I reached out and stroked her cheeks, then her eyes, her lips, and then her slender neck. I couldn't help but reach out and hold her neck, and I imagined how much force it would take to cut off her breath in one fell swoop and free me from the endless vengeance. Until I met the girl's frightened eyes.