—- “ISLA!” There was only a dead void, as if she had never existed. Icalled her name for a full hour until my throat was raw. Suddenly, a faint voice crackled to life. Not through the mind-link, but from a one-time use magical communication device. “Stop looking for me, Damien.” Her voice was as cold as ice. “Isla! Where are you? You get back here right now!” I screamed into the device. “We’re over.” “No! You can’t do this!
You are my-” “Tam nothing to you,” she said, her voice devoid of any emotion. “You defiled the gift the Moon Goddess gave us for a lie. Now you pay the price.” “What lie? I saved Seraphina’s life!” —- “Do the math, Damien. A six-week pregnancy doesn’t come from a three-week-old mark. Or did you think your Alpha potency created miracles?” She paused, her voice growing even colder. “And the life debt.
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Are you sure you remember who really saved you?” “Of course, it was Seraphina-” Acold laugh echoed through the speaker. “Goodbye, Damien. From this day forward, we are nothing to each other.” “Wait! Isla!” Astaticky hiss, and the line went dead. In that exact instant, I felt the bond that had tied us together since birth being violently ripped in two. An inhuman scream of pure agony ripped from my throat.
My own Alpha power, with no mate to anchor it, turned on itself, shattering me from the inside out. I collapsed amidst the ruins of our life. —- Blood streamed from my nose and mouth. Every piece of glass, every piece of furniture in the apartment, shattered into a million pieces. The price of rejection was crueler than I could have ever imagined. It wasn’t just the physical pain. It was the gaping void in my soul. It felt like I had been ripped in half.
I lay there in the ruins, my hand trembling as I clutched my chest. There was a hole there that would never heal. Isla hadn’t just taken herself. She had taken a part of my soul with her. “No… it can’t end like this…”
