Chapter 4

Arianna's POV

 “Damien!” I gritted angrily. 

 “Whay is he doing here?” Celine stood up angrily, her fists clenched tightly as she glared at him. 

 “Easy… easy. I've not come here to fight,” he said, slowly inching towards me as he got down from his horse. 

 “Then why are you here?” I asked angrily, my voice echoing with so much grief and pain. 

 Setting my eyes on him reminded me of the pain I've been passing through. 

 I threw my mind back to the humiliation I was made to face before the whole pack. 

 “Shoukd I rip his limbs apart?” Celine growled angrily. 

 “Just leave us. I'll be fine. Let me hear hom speak,” I urged. 

 “Arianna…” 

 “Just give me some space,” I demanded firmly. 

 “Alright,” she said as she took a few steps away, allowing me some space alone with Damien. 

 Damien was still meekly poised and inching closer to me, subtly putting each foot in front of the other. 

 “I suggest you stop right there. Don't come any further,” I declared, taking receding steps away from him. 

 “It's alright, Arianna. I'm just here to explain things to you. I never meant for things to end that way between us. My hands were tied,” he said softly. 

 Glaring at his eyes, all I could do was reminisce in the sweet moments we spent together. 

 I just can't believe he mustered enough courage to do such to me out there. 

 I guess there's nothing I can do but accept reality. 

 “You haven't answered my question. Why are you here, Damien?” I roared angrily, slowly losing my temper. 

 “I just told you. I need to talk to you. I want you to come back to me,” he said. 

 My eyebrows furrowed slightly as I took a closer look at him. 

 “Can you listen to yourself speak?” 

 “Of course I can, Arianna. I know I hurt you. But I feel we can convince my mother together,” he replied. 

 “Convince your mother? You must be a clown, or you must think of me as a fool,” I scoffed. 

 “I'm serious, Arianna. I still love you so much. I haven't slept a blink since you left,” he said, his eyes beaming with so much grief. 

 “How do you expect me to believe you? I mean, have you sat to think deeply and remember what transpired that night?” 

 At this point, it was hard to believe that this was coming from Damien. 

 It wasn't making any sense that he rejected me, and he's back now to ask me back into his life. 

 “Do you remember how we both promised not to leave each other,” he said, sparking memories in my head. 

 But I quickly shook them off, willing to move past this phase of my life. 

 “Don't you dare play that card. You broke that promise. You sabotaged everything we built together,” I snapped angrily. 

 “But we can build it again. We still have the time to rewrite fate,” he said, stretching his right arm out to receive my hand. 

 “Rewrite fate? You must be a clown,” I scoffed. “I will be the one to write my own fate. You can't tell me the path I need to walk.” 

 “Come on, Arianna. I'm sorry. We were perfect together,” he pleaded. 

 “Get out, Damien. You never knew my worth, and you never will. It can't be that hard to accept the reality of your own decision,” I replied. 

 “Arianna please. I still love you so much. You can't let my mother ruin us,” he pleaded, tears slowly clouding up in his eyes. 

 “Your mother? Don't put the blame on the old woman. You were the Alpha that stood before your pack and rejected me. She wasn't the one who rejected me. You did!” I yelled angrily. 

 All I could feel while staring at him was rage. 

 “I'm sorry, Arianna. Please, forgive me,” he pleaded, going down on both knees. 

 “I can't. I can't do this.” I kept my eyes away from him. 

 “Please, Arianna. I was a coward, but not anymore,” he pleaded. 

 “Celine, please make him leave,” tears slowly trailed down my eyes as I turned my back on him. 

 He immediately rushed to me, grabbing me tightly as he kept begging. 

 But I immediately forced him off my body as Celine dragged him away, allowing his body to rub against the mud. 

 “You heard her. You have to leave. Get on that horse and run along quickly,” Celine ordered, her voice echoing with so much command. 

 Realising all hope was lost, Damien went on and climbed his horse, his eyes still locked onto me as he somehow clutched into the hope that I would change my mind. 

 But that wasn't going to happen. I might have been a fool, but not this time. 

 “I'll never give up on winning you back!” He yelled as he turned his horse and left. 

 “Let's get inside,” Celine urged, slowly wrapping her arms around me as we both walked back into the house. 

 ****

 The birds chirped beautifully, signalling to the wonderful rising of the sun as I was already awake and ready for the day. 

 But today wasn't going to be like other days. 

 I had come up with a decision, and I wasn't going back on it. 

 I packed up my bag and quickly headed out through the door, determined to find a new path for myself. 

 I was done sitting back and enjoying my comfort. It was time to walk down a path that wound pushed me towards building strength. 

 With my bag on my back, I took one last look at the house, letting out a smile as I headed out, ready for the journey ahead. 

 I knew there was no coming back from my decision, and somehow, I wasn't phased by whatever lies ahead of me. 

 All I wanted was not to be seen as some weak Omega wolf. I was tired of being pushed around like I had no say. 

 “Where do

you think you're going, Arianna?” Celine yelled, jumping out through the door. 

 I quickly froze at the spot, slamming my hand against my head as I let out a deep grunt.