HUNDRED-TEN

KALILA'S POV

The moment I blacked out, I knew that was it, that was the end of "Dahlia" and the return of Kalila. I did it! Three months, three whole months of torture and endurace, and love and pain had finally come to an end. I was in something like a dark hole; all around me was darkness.

But something wasn't right, something wasn't right with me; I didn't feel that satisfaction; I didn't feel that plethora of happiness I had always pictured that I would feel when this moment finally came.

There was a void in me, an emptiness that only increased as I felt myself growing further and further away from the Crescent moon pack, from Ares, Jeremy and Angela and Melissa, and everyone who wasn't trying to kill me, and the only question I could ask myself was 'Why?'

Why was it like this? Did Nova's departure cause the emptiness in me? It could be.

Nova was already a part of me; I loved her; even when we didn't see eye to eye; even when I didn't heed to her advice, I loved my wolf.

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