The Rebellious Alpha novel Chapter 87

Pain.

Surprisingly, it didn't come from my long open injuries laced across my body or the fact that I was hung upside down, in a dark cave bound in silver chains while wolfsbane coursed throughout my body like blood.

It was tiny yet so hefty, ripping and merciless. It birthed from only one thing. My dear mate who rejected me, who casted me into death hands without second thoughts. How could I blame her, after all, she had lost someone so dear. Perhaps this was my Karma for all my deeds.

In a strange way, I began to think about my parents. The same way my mother failed to fight for her mate was reliving itself again. I was sharing this same cursed fate. Was I even sharing the same fate with him? My Father chose to die even when he knew the truth or perhaps he didn't. But I, I was going to die even when I knew the truth. A truth that no one would believe.

I smiled to myself. At least if the moon goddess had destined this cursed fate for me, why did she have to bless me with joy, why this gift? Or even a mate?

She could have just let me live my pathetic life till I met my end. She shouldn't have raised my hopes high, that there was a life. A life beyond darkness and emptiness.

Years back, I had not even an iota of fear towards death but things had changed now. Time and destiny had changed everything. I was going to lose every good thing I ever had tomorrow. Greenville, Uncle Walker, Rose, Gabriel, My Mother and above all, Claire. My smile deepened as a flash memory of her smile pictured in my head but then it vanished. Realization had struck, that I had been a pain in the ass of this people and now I was leaving, I would only give them more pain. Whenever they'll think of me, it would only bring pain and sorrows to them.

I heaved a sigh and with my eyes still closed, I had one final wish. To see her again. To see my mate before me with her beautiful smile. But a part of me knew, it was only going to be a dream. And on that note, in my hopelessness, I opened my eyes.

My breaths ceased and my lips parted as my eyes mirrored my darling Claire before me. She wasn't smiling nor happy but teary eyed. Her eyes were tired probably from relentless sobbing and pain.

"Claire..." My chords mumbled in a weak fashion, tears gradually encroaching my eyes. Or perhaps this was my subconsciousness playing tricks on me again.

"Sorry for what Claire?" I chorused in a low tone, choosing to enjoy this moment while it lasted. It was my subconsciousness after all.

"For declaring you guilty even when I know you're innocent!" Her tears fell on my hair like droplets of rain. I smiled sadly, staring at our hands intertwined.

"I'm guilty Claire. I killed your Father." I mumbled.

"Shut up!" She hugged me tighter. "From the onset, you've always been a terrible liar!" She added and I gradually pulled myself from her embrace, staring straight into her honey eyes that told of nothing but extreme worry.