“I Thalia Rose Laurel reject you, Alpha of Flame Valley Pack Knox Winslow.” I cry out, breaking the bond that never should have been. Ryan's eyes flash with horror, his gaze flickering between Knox and I. “Thalia no.” “Yes.” I blink through my tears. “Let me do what he didn't have the guts to do five years ago, what I should have done to us the moment he slammed my head into a wall while I was grieving my daughter!” “I'm sorry, Thalia.” Knox grabs my hand, but I can't stand to be touched by him. “Don't do this to us, to our-” “Let me end this Knox.” I choke out and it's the saddest plea I've ever uttered. “I started this obsessive diminishhing game between us so it's right I be the one to end it. Accept my rejection.” His head shakes, watching me with teary eyes. “I love you.” Knox won't let me go, but I'm ready to let him go, to let us go and so I do the one thing I can.... .………….. Thalia and Knox have had a rocky start to their relationship, and with Knox bullying wolfless Thalia when he knew she was his mate under the guise of oblivion. Knox falls for Thalia and she him but both know she doesn't meet the standard of what he wants in a mate and Luna, the two try to make their relationship work but Knox falls prey to his previous playboy lifestyle multiple times, hurting Thalia and ruining the little that's left of their relationship. Thalia's need to appear strong, and worthy of Flame Valley lands her in trouble, birthing the core reason for the major drift I'n their relationship. Their love is strong but can it overcome the deceptions and conspiracies that surround Them?
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The moment is perfect. No, correction—it was supposed to be perfect but it's not. I'm losing my sanity, the last bit of it that's left after my mate openly admitted to cheating on me because I never can be good enough for him or the ideal expectations of his pack. All the pain I've felt over the last couple of years was to be erased by today but instead it piled up into one and hit me in a gaint wave. It's simply not fair, today was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, the day I was to meet the perfect little gift the moon goddess sent me but it's turned into nothing but a tormenting stillness. My gaze shifts from the bright pink walls of the hospital room to where my best friend stands, her back to me while she talks on the phone. Even there I can see the same color wall taunting me, its the exact shade of my daughters nursery. I push myself off the bed and walk towards Mariella, her whispers now loud enough for me to hear. “No, please come and see her. Thalia can't lose you both today, please.” she whispers, sniffling. “He doesn't want to see me?” I ask, startling Mariella. Marielle hastly pockets her phone, shaking her head. “Of course he wants to see you but he's hurting right now and-” “What about me Ella? I'm hurting too, this is my daughter we're talking about. I carried that little girl for months, I watched her grow inside me everyday, I felt her moving and when it was time to meet her she was dead? How do you think I feel about all this?” “I know you loved her.” Mariella frowns, guiding me back to the bed I've been confined to for hours now. “I'm hurt too Thalia, and it's killing me to know that I can't take away your pain. Darling, I would give anything to erase this feeling but I can't.” she cries, shaking her head. I wish I could cry too, but I know crying would mean I accept this horrid dream and I have hope I'll still wake up to my baby kicking in my tummy. “Mariella, no.” I try to wipe her tears, she’s been crying since she told me my daughter died inside me. “I'm fine, see? I'm not hurting.” “That's because you haven't seen her Thalia, you haven't seen her little body, she’s so blue and frail. You'll break if you see her like that, I don't know what I'll do if I end up losing you like we've lost my niece.” Mariella sobs, her tears heavier now. My head instantly shakes, “I can't see her like that.” “I'm sorry Thalia, you did everything you could but some things are out of your control.” But she's wrong, I didn't do everything I could have. When I was held captive in that dark cell I was given the opportunity to call my baby's father and he would have come for us with an army but I wanted to prove I didn't need his protection. I wanted to prove I was strong, and in the process I ended my daughters life before it begun, this is all my fault. Baby Arabella doesn't deserve to have her killer holding her, or so much as burying her. I wouldn't want my child's killer anywhere near her so I won't be, I'll let her go with the peace she couldn't come into this world with. I hate myself, and I hope she never forgives me for not putting her first. With every tear Mariella sheds on my shoulder, I wish she would have been Arabella's mother because then my darling angel would have been alive today. “Please cry, Thalia please. I want to let you grieve at your own pace but I can't, this is unhealthy.” Is it? Maybe, but I've tried to cry. An hour ago I slit my wrists hoping to join my daughter or at least feel some sort of pain but nothing came from it. I'm numb, numb yet my soul aches and weeps for my daughter. Mariella shakes me, my body waned. “Thalia please, cry!” “I can't!” I snap back at her. “I can't cry Ella, I've tried so hard to cry but my daughter deserves better than to have her killer mourn her death. That little girl deserves better she needed a better mother, one that could keep her alive not me, she doesn't deserve me.” “She's your daughter of course you can cry, please.” The door swings open, the bang when it hits the other end startles Mariella but not me. Knox, my mate and daughter's father stands there. I haven't seen Knox for two weeks, the last time I saw him was when we had a fight and I left him. Hurtful words were said, mostly by me and I highly regret them even though it's no use having regrets now. Knox steps further into the room, watching me with revulsion and I know why. “What use it begging her to cry over my daughter when she didn't want my child in the first place?” His child, not our child but his. Knox doted on me from the moment he found out I was pregnant with her and now that she's dead, he doesn't want to see my face. Even he knows it's my fault Arabella died, I couldn't give her life or protect her. “Knox.” Mariella shifts, standing between him and I. I watch her her steady hand on his rising chest. “Not now, Thalia is not in her right mind she’s still shocked by what’s going on.” “Of course she isn't, look at her! What idiot puts themselves at risk while pregnant and refuses to seek help? She did this to our daughter, and that too with no remorse. Look at her, silently waiting for the moment the rest of my world crumbles at her pleasure.” He snarls, his voice rising with each word. “Tell me Thalia, was it worth it? Was making my daughter fight for her life worth getting revenge on me?” he asks, trying to reach for me but Mariella stops him. All self control, all that bitterness I've felt washes over me and I finally snap, pushing Mariella out of the way. “What?!” I snap at Knox. “What do you want me to say? That I don't care about our baby? That she's better off dead because then I don't have to deal with you and whatever slut you put in your bed? That I wish you would die along with her? Because I do, this might be my fault but you pushed me here so don't act so innocent and paint me out to be the bad guy because I'm not. I carried your daughter, I wanted nothing more than to hold that little girl in my arms but I can't.” I breathe, a tear finally leaving my eyes. “Thalia.” Mariella warns, watching the wreck I caused, the pit of bitterness I'm drowning my mate and I in. “I don't want you to be the bad guy, I want to believe that you love her even just a little bit.” “How?” I cry out, unsure of what it is that I can do to prove I loved—love my daughter. He takes my hand in his, “Come and see her.” he offers, but I drop my hand instantly. “Knox you can't force..” Mariella's panicked voice fades out with Knox's growl of disapproval which is enough to silence us both. Knox's hand wraps around my wrist, tugging me with him but I protest. “Please Thalia, come and see your daughter and hold her just once. After that, you can do as you desire but see her.” “I can't look at her, I don't want to see her.” I shake my head, already picturing her blue and cold. I've imagined my daughter so many times and she was alive, I want to keep her alive in my memories even though I couldn't in existence. “Why?” Knox snaps, “Are you so bitter that you're willing to let our daughter-” “Stop.” Mariella comes between us, putting some distance between us. “Don't fight, you two love each other.” My body turns cold at the memories of every hurtful word Knox has ever said to me, all the years he spent bullying me before pretending to love me just so he could sleep with me. “I don't love him, I hate him nearly as much as I do myself right now.” Mariella cries, her pain reminding me how many hearts I've broken by failing my daughter. “No, do you really think this is the right time to fight?” “I don't want to fight her, I don't care if she leaves me or kills me I just want her to see my daughter once, the doctor...” “Thalia.” Mariella interrupts, “Go and see her. See your daughter even if it's the last time please go and hold that little girl.”Knox My face is a wreck—red-rimmed eyes, sweat on my temples, hands trembling like I just ran from something that caught me anyway. And it did. I'm at a loss, I've spent years chasing a profound hate to impede on Thalia and every memory of her all because my ego was bruised. Nothing makes sense, How could I have been so blinded by someone's conspiracy that I let it bury my bond with Thalia? I'm a terrible person, I've done nothing but hurt Thalia for years, I've hurt her since before we got together and now this? I can't stomach it, can't stomach the truth. I've been replaying every moment from four years ago in my mind and it still isn't clear to me. I'm haunted by all the signs I missed when I walked into that hospital. Thalia had already given birth when I got there, Mariella was with her and like a fool I was glad she had someone with her but then the nurse came in—a nurse I've not seen since that day. I vividly recall the nurse telling me that my daughter needed to be with
“So are you," Amara frowns. "No,” I snort out a laugh. Her words are comforting but I know how easily replaceable I can be. My mom has other daughters now, Amara can find another friend or boss, and Knox has already found himself a replacement. “Amara, I had failed my mother, she's disappointed in my choices to this very day. I also failed my daughter, that little girl deserved so much more than the scorned brat I turned into while pregnant." I feign a smile, almost as if to sweeten my words a little, but they remain bitter. “And somehow, I failed Knox too.” A laugh escapes me, it's so that I don't cry. “I failed my mate, but above all, I wish I were brave through my misfortune and mistakes. My refusing to hold my daughter is the worst mistake I've ever made." "You were scared," Amara shakes her head. "You don't have to eat yourself up over it your whole life." “I'm not," I shrug, my mind trailing back to four years ago. "But when Mariellla told me that my daughter didn't make
Thalia peers up at me, her lip quivering and she breaks out into heavy sobs again. “Hey, what's wrong?” I ask again, this time calmer. “She is dead.” Thalia hiccups, tears streaming down her face. “Who?” “Alpha Ezra's wife,” Amara says, dusting herself off as she stands. Unlike Thalia, she swipes the tear from her face, easily composing herself. “She died this morning.” "Oh, I'm sorry," Ryan says, scared to reach for your Amara. I'm shocked by the news of Luna Serenity's passing, The last I heard about her, Alpha Ezra was coming with her to Flame Valley in a few days' time. “She was fine!” Thalia screams into my chest, “Why does life have to be so cruel to her? She didn't deserve that.” “Hey, it's okay.” I coo, stroking her back in a very futile attempt to help her calm down. She only seems to cry harder with each word she speaks, I had no idea she was close to her. “No, it is not okay!" She sniffs, "Serenity has spent years in a coma, this was her second chance, some d
I freeze, my hand halfway through Katie Rose's hair. I think I can handle the "where did the baby come from" or "how did it get in your tummy" question, but this one? I have no clue. “Oh, you can,” Nova breaks the silence, her response shocking me. “She could use the practice.” Nova grins, “In fact, when you get off school tomorrow, you're mommy Thalia's problem, she could use the practice.” “What?” I choke out, I don't think Mariella or Knox will appreciate their daughter calling me Mom. “You'll have two little monsters soon, get some practice with these two, they're not twins but they're just as good and bad.” “Yay, mommy Thalia.” Katie giggles, “I love mommy Thalia.” “That's new,” I hear Mariella say as she enters the room, her gaze fixated on Nova. “We are helping Aunt Thalia practice for the babies,” Katie Rose tells her. Mariella nods, ushering Arabella Venus towards her. “Come on princess, it's time for bed.” “Goodnight,” Arabella waves, pouting as she goes with
“No, it was great. But I don't know where this puts us, we can't seem to just be exes and if he's not with me or Mariella then some—” “Take a walk around the pack,” Amara says, nodding to herself. “What?” “I happened to have a sleepover with Ryan and made him run around the pack so every woman could smell me on him.” “Amara,” I laugh. This is very like her, she never claims any lovers this seriously but now I'm starting to believe that she and Ryan are serious. “What?” she pouts, proud of her actions. And I'm sure Ryan loved every single second of the task. “I need to mark my territory, he won't even knot me because he's scared I'll break.” “That knot will get you pregnant,” I warn. “Be happy Ryan has self-control.” Amara flinches, “Yeah, I will pass on pregnancy, I don't want little creatures inside my body, it's so weird.” “It's not bad,” I smile, my hand instinctively coming to my stomach. There's something now, not just a bloated feel. “Sometimes they're so still a
“I relapsed,” she grins, “You and I are the drug I should have never tasted.” “Agree to disagree,” I swallow, kissing her forehead. “You're likely my favourite drug.” “Likely?” she frowns, propping up on her elbow. I know I've said the wrong thing because she appears offended. “Who is the definite? Ella?” I pause, trying to decipher whether she's serious or joking with me. “No.” “You hesitated,” she says, playfully smacking my forehead. I frown at that, “Only because I was offended that you'd make her an option right alongside you.” “You've done it, I didn't.” she casually remarks. “You're the one who thinks she's better than me.” “That's different, damsel.” “Hmm,” she nods. “So then I'm good enough to fuck but not a good enough spouse?” I open my mouth to explain why I said it's different, why I ended up with Mariella but that's a hard truth we promised not to tackle. “No, don't try to explain, I get it.” She nods, “I've got ears, I've been hearing your taunts and
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