All Chapters of A Gift from the Goddess: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“No…,” I whispered, the words choking out of my throat. Almost a whole day. I’d slept for almost a whole day. My vision hadn’t taken place just after sun*set*, it had been just before sun*rise*. And now an hour or so had already passed since then. I felt myself go completely numb, releasing Lucy’s hand from my grip. There was a crumbling beginning within me. Like I was falling… falling into an Abyss that was completely of my own making. One that was a hole I’d been desperately trying to swim away from these last four years, trying so goddamn hard to believe that there was still good in people. That even though I had been rejected, killed and abandoned by everyone around me, that there was still potential for people to do better. That I could do better. And now it seemed the final betrayal had embedded its dagger. The one I knew I wouldn’t ever survive. And, apparently, neither would my parents. '…There w

“Swear your oath,” I said, my eyes narrowing at the man before me. His body still lowered in submission, he placed a hand over his chest in respect. “I, Alpha Tristan Green, of the Onyx Rock, hereby pledge my pack to the alliance offered by Alpha Ariadne of the Winter Mist. May our packs continue to prosper together under your guidance and protection.” Good. Satisfied with his words, I stood up and walked over to clasp my hand in his. “I accept.” And with that, another pack had joined the alliance. Though, more accurately, another had sworn to continue their alliance. Something that was seemingly slow going lately, the days dragging out. So much so, it was hard to believe that two months had already gone by. Two months since I’d killed Tytus, imprisoned Aleric, and became Alpha of the Winter Mist. And things were… okay. Not to say I was doing anything wrong. On the contrary, I had the p

The second I saw her standing there, I quickly collapsed to my knees, my grip releasing from the dagger immediately. I’d been merely a second away from doing it. From ending it. From finally letting go. And yet I was still alive. I gasped at the air around me, my body shaking from adrenaline as it pulsed through me. It had started as just a bluff… but somehow I’d found myself almost going through with it. ...Had I really fallen to that point? Regardless of the means though, I couldn’t dispute the results. Because Selene had shown herself. Standing in all her glory, her silver eyes analysing as she silently looked down at me. Even from here, I could feel that air around her. The one that made me want to give myself over to her. Funny how eerily similar it really was to Cai’s ability. The familiarity in the energy surrounding her was almost uncanny. After a minute or so had passed, I finally managed to calm down,

“Aleric,” I called out to him and carefully approached. Immediately, I saw how he tensed up at my presence, his eyes flashing dark for just a moment. I suppose it wasn’t that surprising to think he’d be furious after all this time down here. However, his words seemed to contradict this first impression, only succeeding in confusing me. “Aria,” he breathed, almost as if in a sigh of relief, before quickly focusing again. My eyes narrowed as I looked at him, unsure what game he was playing at. Was this some sort of act? “You can let her go now,” I said, jutting my chin towards Lucy. “If you kill her, you won’t have anyone to bring you your meals every day.” But his head moved back in confusion, taken off guard by my blunt response. “...What?” he simply asked, perplexed by my words. “I said… let her go or you’ll probably end up starving,” I repeated, taking a few more steps towards him. “She isn’t a part of this... But I g

“NO!” a voice yelled from behind me… …And a wall of muscle quickly tackled me off Cai, sending us both flying along the ground and sliding several feet away. I pushed and shoved against Aleric’s grip but he was putting everything into this. It was almost impossible to free myself. But I had something he didn’t, something to give me the advantage here; my dagger. And, as quickly as I could, I brought it up… Angling it and… “Enough, Aria!” Aleric ordered and he disarmed the knife from me, throwing it as far away as possible. “Enough.” It was over. “Do it then,” I spat, still wriggling in a futile attempt to escape. “Get it over with. Kill me. Just like my parents, Aleric. Is that the kind of ‘help’ you had in mind? Is that how you helped them?” He growled and pushed my shoulders back down again to try and stop me from struggling. “Yes, it is actually!” he said furiously. “That is exactly