The tension releases so suddenly that my knees buckle, and I lean heavily against the nearest wall, eyes closed, murmuring a shaky prayer of gratitude to the Moon Goddess for her mercy.
Tears slip quietly down my cheeks, relief flooding so powerfully it leaves me dizzy. “Thank you,” I whisper hoarsely, my voice thick with emotion
He nods kindly before returning to Eli’s room, leaving us momentarily alone in the quiet hallway. I draw a slow, steadying breath, trying to regain control of my scattered emotions.
As I turn to leave, I collide abruptly with a solid chest, a familiar scent–pine and midnight–wrapping around me, warm yet painfully nostalgic.
My pulse quickens sharply, heart stuttering unevenly as I look up into Raiden’s unreadable face of granite.
“What are you doing here?” I ask softly, too drained, too vulnerable in this moment to keep my usual defenses intact. My voice quivers slightly, betraying the ache of longing I usually hide carefully away.
Something flickers briefly in his midnight–blue eyes, something soft and unguarded–concern, worry perhaps before vanishing behind practiced neutrality. “I heard about your warrior,” he replies quietly, his voice gentler than usual. I came to ensure proper care was being provided,”
I
His explanation sounds forced, formal, and entirely inadequate compared to the genuine worry I glimpsed.
My wolf whines softly, recognizing the subtle signs of his concern. I ache desperately for closeness, for him to finally admit what I see flickering deep within his guarded gaze.
“Not now. He is no longer our mate.” I scold back.
For a moment, we stand close enough that I can feel the warmth of his breath and sense the tension radiating from his powerful frame.
Memories of happier times flicker through me, of nights spent safely wrapped in his arms, his strength a sanctuary I’d once believed eternal.
I cannot make sense if it is pain–or pleasure.
“You should rest,” he murmurs softly, voice strained with suppressed emotion. His hand lifts slightly, fingers hovering uncertainly near my cheek as if longing to ease the strain etched into my features.
My heart pounds sharply with fragile hope, misplaced though it is.
Yet before his touch reaches me, his phone vibrates harshly, illuminating the darkness between us.
Lila’s name flashes coldly across the screen, shattering our fragile moment instantly.
Lila
His expression shutters swiftly, the walls between us rising once more.
He steps back abruptly jaw tightening sharply, eyes distant again. “Excuse me,” he murmurs stiffly, retreating quickly down. the corridor without another glance.
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I watch him go silently, my wolf whines mournfully, crushed beneath fresh rejection
The ache feels unbearably familiar yet still as raw and agonizing as ever.
“Do you see? See how he has no love for us?” I scold my wolf, hoping that this fresh wounding is enough to silence her for
the night.
Rarity’s gentle hand touches my arm, drawing me back from my painful thoughts. “Come on, Siena, she whispers softly. “Let’s check on Eli, then you should rest
I nod weakly, following her numbly into Eli’s room. My warrior lies quietly asleep, color returning slowly to his cheeks. I gently brush a strand of damp hair from his forehead, guilt, and affection mingling painfully inside me.
I’m sorry,” I whisper softly, my voice shaking slightly. “Ill never push you like this again.”
Rarity squeezes my shoulder gently, compassionate silence in her eyes. “You did your best, Siena. Eli knows that.”
I sigh quietly, exhaustion weighing heavily on my heart. “Maybe–but my best nearly cost him.”
As I move quietly toward the exit sometime later, the quiet halls feel oppressive, my steps slow and heavy. Outside, the cool night air brushes softly against my face, soothing yet unable to ease the ache deep within my chest.
My wolf curls miserably inside me, mourning what we never truly had
“It’s time to let him go. I’m sorry.”
I close my eyes tightly, breathing deeply, trying to steady my trembling hands and scattered emotions.
The lingering scent of pine and midnight remains hauntingly fresh, reminding me painfully of Raiden’s fleeting closeness and swift retreat
“Why can’t I just let go!” I whisper brokenly into the darkness, frustration mingling sharply with longing. Tears burn behind my closed eyelids, bitter and relentless.
Behind me, footsteps approach quietly. I stiffen slightly, heart quickening instinctively, recognizing Raiden’s familiar presence once more.
He pauses uncertainly, distant yet lingering near enough to torment, “Siena,” he says softly, voice strained and quiet. “I didn’t
mean-
I turn slowly, meeting his conflicted gaze steadily, exhaustion stripping away my usual defenses. “What do you want from me. Raiden?” I whisper hoarsely, voice shaking with quiet desperation. “You push me away, then show concern–only to shut me out again. I can’t endure this anymore.”
His jaw tightens painfully, eyes darkening with regret. “I never intended to hurt you,” he murmurs softly, voice filled with honest remorse. “But it’s complicated-
I shake my head slowly, tears slipping silently down my checks. It’s only complicated because you make it so,” I reply quietly, voice cracking slightly. Tve spent years accepting your rejection. Raiden. Don’t torment me with confusing gestures
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He flinches visibly at the quiet pain in my voice, stepping closer instinctively, expression anguished “Siena-
“Please,” I whisper, heart aching unbearably. “Let me go
He freezes abruptly, eyes widening slightly, as if my words finally pierce the walls he’s built between us. Pain shadows his features sharply, grief flickering briefly in his gare before he nods slowly, resignation settling heavily across his powerful shoulder.
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“As you wish,” he murmurs softly, voice thick with sorrow. He turns sharply, retreating swiftly into the shadows, leaving me standing alone beneath the cold, indifferent stars.
My wolf howls mournfully within me, grief and longing crashing violently through my heart. I sink slowly onto the stone steps, burying my face in trembling hands, finally allowing silent sobs to shake my exhausted frame.
Tonight, beneath the pale moonlight, I finally accept the bitter truth–Raiden will never truly be mine.
The Alpha King is dead–to me.
