Chapter 51
“Where are you taking me?” she asks for the seventh time, glaring at me as she sits stiffly beside me.
thes the
She’s furious, and I can feel it–her anger burns hotter with every passing second. But instead of provoking me, it does the opposite. It soothes storm raging within me.
For reasons I can’t quite explain, her scent calms me. It clears my mind, silencing the voices, and it’s the only reason I was able to regain control earlier today. When I finally wrestled control back, I knew I had screwed up. The fire in her eyes, the way she’d been angry enough to raise her hand against me—it said everything. And with Damien on his way, I made a map decision.
The first thing I did was bring her with me–nicely, of course. She called in kidnapping, but honestly, it was the same thing.
“Where else? You pr
a fair smile,
promised me five minutes of your time. You haven’t forgotten, have you?” I say, fingers drumming against the steering wheel with
do you
u have
multiple personality disorder? I can’t do this right now
my smile thinning. “Theard you’ve sta
started working as a doctor again. How’s that going?”
She rolls her eyes, her glare sharp and unwavering “Are you crazy, Lucian or Drop me off this instant. I’m already late for work as it is.”
“Ah yes,” I glance at her briefly, my
She blinks, genuine surprise flickering across her face before her expression hardens again. “Don’t pretend you care, Lucian. You’ve never about me, and you never will,” she says with a scoff, her words cuning deeper than Til like to admit
Pretend that I care. But I’ve always cared. Elara has always been the perfect woman–the perfect Luna for me.
never cared
At first, I’ll admit I was angry when I married her instead of Liora. She wasn’t my mate, and was wolfless, I thought she wasn’t fit to be my Luna. But over the years, things began to change. She began to change me.
Still, I carried scars, guilt that haunted me, and a fear I couldn’t shake. I was terrified that if I let her in, she would abandon me the way Damien had. That fear kept me from showing how much I loved her.
Then Liora came back into the picture, and everything spiraled. I didn’t love Liora–I never had. It was Elara I loved, but something inside me shifted, as if 1 had been placed under a spell, and then I suddenly couldn’t resist the pull toward Lion
I had no idea what came over me. All I knew was that I wanted her, even if it meant rejecting the one I truly loved. I used the excuse of teaching Liora to be Luna just to force Elara to stay in the packhouse. I couldn’t hear to let her go. It was a sick, twisted thought, but my mind was a mess.
Then came that fateful day the first time the thing took control of me. That voice, whatever it is, controlled my body. And before I knew it, I’d thrown Elara against the wall and killed our child.
Because of me. It’s all because of me. I’m cursed. Everything I touch, I destroy with my own hands. Everyone I love, everyone I care about–1 ruin
them
“Lucian, are you listening to me? I said you should drop me off right this instant,” Elara’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts. My grip on the steering wheel tightens as I inhale sharply.
Lucian
“Please just five minutes of your time, I interrupt, my voice softer now, almost pleading. My eyes remain fixed on the road ahead. “I just need five
minutes”
Elara studies me for a moment, her gaze lingering as if she’s trying to decipher something in my expression. Finally, she sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose before turning her attention to the road in front of us.
I close my eyes briefly, trying to steady my breathing. The silence between us is heavy, but I don’t dare break it. Minutes later, I pull up to my destination and turn off the engine.
Elara glances around, her brows furrowing. “Why are we at a beach?” she asks, her tone wary
1 unbuckle my seatbelt and turn to face her, “Youll see just trust me, Elara. Five minutes, that’s all I’m asking”
Her eyes narrow, suspicion evident, but she doesn’t argue Instead, she crosses her arms and leans back in her seat and give me a nod
I step out of the car and glance at my watch, frowning. 10 30. I have exactly five minutes left with her—until 10:43.
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Before I can walk to her side of the car and open the door, she steps out on her own, raising her hand to block out the sunlight. Her other hand moves to her suit jacket, and she shrugs it off her shoulders with a frustrated sigh.
Myfrown deepens as my eyes trail to her neck, where faint hickeys mar her otherwise flawless skin. That bastard had marked her with hickeys. Anger boils in my chest, my fists clenching at the thought of someone else claiming what is mine,
My eyes flicker to hers, and she’s staring at me in confusion and care. Her head tilts slightly to the side, and my heart stutters in my chest. Those soft brown eyes, no longer filled with hatred for a brief second, make it difficult to breathe.
“This place.” I mutter, tearing my gaze from hers as I turn and start walking toward the beach, trying to steady myself. “This place used to be my safe haven. I came here whenever I needed to escape from everything.”
I pause, memories flooding back. Used to come here with Damien, before everything fell apart
1 feel her gaze linger on my back for a moment, as if she’s debating whether to say something. Then, to my surprise, she walks up to my side, her steps quiet but sure.
“You used to come here? To the Crimson Shadow Pack?” she asks, her voice laced with disbelief. “I thought you and Damien hated each other so much that you’ve waged wars and made countless assassination attempts against each other.
My steps falter for a second, caught off guard by her straightforward words. I turn to her and clear my throat, shrugging nonchalantly.
“We used to be close. We were best friends when we were kids.”
soon as the words leave my mouth, her jaw drops in disbelief. She blinks at me, clearly struggling to process what I’ve just said.
“You and Damien. that’s impossible. You two are like cat and rat,” she says, shaking her head as if trying to make sense of it
I almost laugh at her words. Comparing two powerful Alphas to a cat and rat–interesting.
The corner of my lips tilts up in a smirk as I suddenly thought of something. I take a step closer, towering over her. “You know what I think! You and Damien don’t have proper conversations. I doubt he’s the right man for you if he keeps things like this from you.”
Elara sneers at me with disdain. “And y
you think you are? You didn’t tell me about this
either.”
“Fair point.” I say with a nod, acknowledging her argument. Silence settles between us as we continue walking toward the water, the sound of the waves filling the air.
“So, what changed?” she asks suddenly, breaking the quiet. Her voice is softer this time, almost hesitant. “I mean, I know the story behind everything, but do you and Damien truly hate each other as you both portray?”
I don’t reply immediately, my eyes fixed on the serene view before me. The ocean stretches endlessly, the sunlight glinting off the waves. For the first time in a long while, I feel at peace. This moment, right here with her, feels untouched by the chaos in my mind. The voices, the guilt, the darkness–they’re all gone, if only for a little while.
Finally. I let out a soft breath and glance at her. “It’s complicated,” I say, my tone low and reflective. “Hate isn’t the right word. It’s more than that.”
She is about to say something, but she freezes when she sees a tear slipping down my check. Her eyes widen in shock, staring at me as though she can’t quite believe what she’s seeing
“Elara,” I say softly, my voice cracking slightly, I’m sorry. For everything–for everything I’ve done to you. Will you ever find it in your heart to forgive me!” I manage a sad smile, though it feels hollow, my chest tightening with every word..
“I know what I’m asking for is too much, but…” My voice trails off, the words I can’t say weighing heavily in my mind.
But I need you, Elara. More than I’ve ever needed anyone.
be locked on mine.
“Lucian—” she begins, her voice hesitant, her gaze
“Lucian, you bastard“!” An angry voice cuts her off, and before I can react, Damien walks up to me and punches me in the face, forcing me to stagger back
“How dare you, Lucian? How dare you do this after the peace treaty? Do you not care about the wrath of the Moon Goddess!”
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