Chapter 87
Chapter 87
Amica
After everything I’ve been through, I start to question if any of this is truly worth it.
I feel like I’m slowly losing my mind, trapped in a world where danger seems to lurk around every corner.
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Deckard has done his best to protect me, but it never feels like its enough. No matter how hard he tries, I keep finding myself slipping in and out of danger!
I lost the baby. The thought of it makes my chest ache, even though I wasn’t exactly overjoyed when I first discovered I was pregnant. But now, all I feel is heartbreak. I couldn’t even protect my own child.
At dinner, Deckard keeps asking about my health, He’s overly caring, hovering over me like I might shatter at any moment. I’m not hungry, but I force myself to take a small bites, and even that feels like a struggle.
He notices, of course, and I can see the disapproval flicker in his eyes
As I’m trying to force another spoonful down, Mary walks into the dining room and sits right next to Deckard.
“Good evening, my love,” she says, planting a kiss on his chin like I’m not even there. She starts serving herself, her movements casual and unbothered, as if she owns the place.
“I’m not hungry”
I got up the table about to leave and held my hand back.
“Sit Amica, eat..” he says
“I am not hungry.” I say firmly
Deckard let out a sigh
“Mary, I think it’s best you leave us now, you can take your food with you or come back later!” He said to mary
“What? Why?” She says, her voice breaks
“Amica doesn’t want you here!” He said with a bit of finality in his voice
“But i didn’t even say anything!”
She protests
“Being here is enough!” Deckard says and Mary couldn’t argue further.
She left the table angrily
“Sit Amica!” He says to me
I couldn’t help but obey his command
There was a few seconds of silence as he starting at me before finally speaking
“Amira, Japologize for everything you have been through since you arrived at the Bloodbane castle. I have not been able to
be protected and lookout for you as your alpha and I take full responsibility for all that has happened.”
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At first, I think I must be hearing things. But as I watch the scene unfold before me, I realize it’s real–Deckard, the ever- prideful Alpha, dropping his guard and speaking from his heart
“I’m hurt too,” he begins, his voice heavy with emotion, “but it’s nothing compared to what you’ve been through. I couldn’t protect you, Amica. I couldn’t protect our child, or even our union. I’ve failed you in ways I can’t forgive myself for.”
He pauses, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity I’ve never seen before. I’ll understand if you no longer want to be my Luna,” he continues, his voice softer now, almost pleading. “But I’ve exposed you to enemies, and because of that, I can’t let you leave–not yet. I have to get rid of them all, every single one of them. And then… then you can decide if you want to stay or goo
He steps closer, his tone firm. “But I promise you this: no harm will ever come to you again. Never. Not while I’m still breathing.
I sit there in silence, staring at him as his words sink in. My mine floats somewhere far away, and I almost forget he’s waiting for a response.
“Amica?” he says gently, breaking through the fog in my head.
I blink, snapping back to reality. “Oh,” I say, my voice sharp with bitterness. “So you’re giving me permission to leave now? Just like that?”
“I can’t let you leave now,” Deckard says, his voice steady, “because it’s too dangerous. But when all is said and done–when your enemies are no longer a threat–1 will let you decide if you wish to go or stay, I won’t stop you.”
I narrow my eyes at him, needing clarity. “So, I won’t be indebted to you anymore?”
He sighs, his gaze softening “I think you’ve overpaid your debt at this point.”
For a moment, I have no words. I let out a long sigh instead, my thoughts spiraling into possibilities. What will I do with my freedom when it finally comes? What would it feel like to be unshackled, to owe no man anything–not even the great Alpha Deckard?
The thought fills me with a mix of longing. What would freedom taste like?
To walk freely, without the constant fear of danger lurking in every shadow? To live without a man’s breath constantly hovering over my life!
I’d like to taste it. How incredible it would feel to finally on my own!
I don’t know what’s going on between Deckard and Mary, but I must admit–I thoroughly enjoyed the little show of him sending her away from the dining room for me. The look of shock and disappointment on her face gave me satisfaction I hadn’t felt in a while..
Deckard has promised to protect me for as long as I remain here and it seems he’s serious about thir
But then I remember Martha’s words which i overhead, She had aid something to Deckard about the loss of my pregnancy not being ordinary
That discomfort I’d felt–it had started before the kidnapping.
Could someone here have poisoned my drink?
It wouldn’t be the first time, and I know exactly who did it befor Mary.
How could I have been so careless, so stupid, to forget that I hav enemies under this very roof?
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How could I have drunk or eaten anything without thinking twice?
Damn it!
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As long as Mary remains here, I cannot be safe. I cannot trust anything that goes into my body, not a sip, not a bite. If I’m going to stay here, I’ll need to be smarter, and more vigilant than ever.
She’s a doctor, and she knows exactly how to hurt me!.
I need her out of this house–out of my life!
I’m sitting on the couch in the living room, mindlessly browsing for something to distract myself, when my eyes catch the screen. My face stares back at me, plastered on the news with a bold BREAKING NEWS banner underneath,
“It has been reported from a reliable source that the Luna of the Bloodbane pack was kidnapped by rogues on her wedding day. Although she was found, we are still gathering details about what the rogues did to her during her captivity. However, there are allegations that the Luna was with child at the time of the kidnapping. The status of her pregnancy remains unknown.”
My vision blurred as the words sank in while my heart pounded painfully in my chest,. Who could’ve leaked this? Who would be cruel enough to make my private torment public?
“Oh, who could have done this?” Bria exclaimed as she rushed to my side. She snatched the remote from me and turned off the television.
“I apologize for this, Luna,” she said, her tone firm but calming. Please, I assure you this will be taken care of.”
is were m
Her words
meant to soothe, but the devastation on my face couldn’t be erased so easily.
“Luna, it would be best if you stayed away from the news for now. Watch something light–something that will make you smile,” she suggested gently.
“Smile? How could I smile when the world seemed determined to expose my pain?
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