Bloodline

Happiness, true happiness lies within yourself. It’s what people tell you when that happiness is taken away. It’s what you tell yourself trying to fill the emptiness in your soul. I had been happy. For six months, my life had been complete bliss. It was the kind of happiness that lets you wake up with a smile on your face and keeps that smile there.

My life was perfect, in every sense of the word. It was something I never thought I would have again. It was something I told myself I didn’t want, until her. Adelie had finally given in to me. She’d let me in and allowed me to get to know her.

I had my parents’ blessings, I had Falcon, my best friend, and my Beta. Saga was happily settled in with William, and even Tala had smiled at me twice. I knew Kiran was happy that I wanted to propose to Adelie, they all loved her, even Tala.

Kiran told me that I would propose before the end of the year, and I could only smile, because he’d been right. Again. Kiran had seen me struggle for two years, and he’d watch me withdraw into myself, doing Death’s bidding.

Adelie was perfect. She was feisty and stood her ground, she almost never gave in to me, but she was also soft and loving. She wasn’t as naive as I thought she would be. She was determined, hardworking, beautiful, and pure. She was honest, and most of all, she was mine.

Seeing her sitting on my bed, covering up her nudity, she looked so vulnerable, so innocent. I loved her fiercely. I loved her enough to wait until she was ready, and the moment I realized she was, that was it for me. It cemented what I already felt for her, and there was no going back.

Loss; that sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that refuses to go away. That’s the one feeling I’ve become so familiar with. It nearly broke me when I read Adelie’s letter. She loved me, but not enough to marry me, not enough to stay with me.

It was the reason why I’d tried to fight the imprinting for so long. I never wanted to feel that pain again, but here I was, six months later, on the verge of proposing, and she ran. She ran away from me, and that hurts. It hurts more than I care to explain. 

It would’ve hurt less if we hadn’t completed the imprinting. I could smell her on me, in my house, and when I closed my eyes; I could feel the touch of her skin against mine. Sex between imprinted couples was more than just the physical act, it created a thread between the two, it kept that bond alive, it kept that other person inside your soul.

That bond was threatening to choke the life out of me. Adelie leaving stung more than Kari’s death did. The pain I felt was worse than the guilt I felt. Adelie was the very air I breathed, and now, it felt like I couldn’t get enough of it into my lungs to even survive.

Revenge was also not a new feeling. My life had been focused on revenge for so long that I was comfortable with taking the life of someone who deserved it.  Revenge was something I could relate to, it was something that fueled me.

I had to get Adelie back. I didn’t care that she ran. I saved her once, and I would save her again. I would always want to save her. I’d seen other glimpses of our future, a future that could be possible, if only she hadn’t run away.

I was pissed off that she could leave me just like that; we belonged together. Why was life so cruel to do this to me twice? Haven’t I suffered enough? Is this retribution for all the wrongs I’ve done? For all the lives I’ve taken?

It won’t end there, though. I would take more lives; more than I ever thought I would. I’d kill them all if I had to. I’d kill every single person who stood in my way.

I was ready to suffer the consequences of my actions. For Adelie, I would do whatever it took to get her back. I could already feel that spark of excitement as I looked at Falcon and Tala, ready to go to war with me.

There was only one obstacle in my way. Kiran. How was I going to tell him what I planned to do? He was going to lose his shit, that was for sure; but I just didn’t care anymore. This was Adelie; hell, he had done the same for my mother. I told myself  he would understand.

I knew my father too well, I was just like him. I waited until we were already on our way, before I picked up that phone to call him. I broke the news that I’d left home again, and this time, I really wouldn’t be coming back to follow in his footsteps.

I would never be the Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack. I had a new fate to follow now, one that would lead me to another country, to another life, and to Adelie. She was worth giving everything up for. It was time to show everyone who I really was.

But, Kiran being Kiran, he always seemed to amaze me at the moments I least expected. Kiran would be there when I needed him the most, when I was fighting for my life, dying, as the bonds of magic tried to overpower me.

My life was about to change in ways I never could have foreseen, because that future had never been a possibility for me. The gods had other plans though, and this time, I would accept my fate, and trust in the gods to lead me.

I am Kai Sinclair, half-breed, future Alpha, but I would become so much more, and I knew I would never be a Sinclair again.