Chapter 2

🔸DOM🔸

Two years later********

The bright morning looks sick to me.

Scratch the bright feature.

It is as dull as fuck.

Everything is.

Including my life.

My whole world is.

The glass of hot rum on my hand has been my only comfort.

Almost my comfort.

Nothing has been my comfort.

I drown myself in my thoughts all the time.

Mostly in my drinks.

The pain is still there. Hell the pain is me.

It's been two years.

Two years since I lost her.

Two freaking years and still can't believe she is gone!

Argh!!

Fucking humans!

That fucking hunting.

I fucking blame myself for it.

I shouldn't have allowed her leave.

I should have held her back with me.

That shit wouldn't have happened.

She would still be here with me.

Fuck!

The glass on my hand is getting me angrier as I clench on it's hardness.

That very day filled my head all over again. I carried her body to the pack square.

Flashback***

The whole pack gathered as I walk towards them with my beloved Luna on my arms. 

Their luna

Their queen.

My heartbeat.

I stare at her face. Her eyes closed, her blood still dridripping . Her skin cold.

Fuck my heart clenched the more.

 I am never seeing those green nature like eyes look at me ever again. Neither am I going to see her beautiful smile.

God what have I done.

"Dad..."

Luca's voice made me look up.

My heart ached deeply.

He stare at his mother on my arms.

His eyes brimmed.

My pain increased.

He walked towards me, his eyes never leaving his mother.

"Mum?" He touch her arm.

My heart carried so much load. It is beyond heavy.

"It's the humans" Tamara said behind me.

The people murmured.

"They killed Nathan too" she cried.

"Human hunters. We should go after them at once" I heard, Marco, my Gamma say.

"We couldn't find them. They escaped somehow " Tamara said.

The people murmured the more.

I clenched my jaw.

Humans. Fucking assholes. I could kill every one of them for this.

I am surely going to.

...........

It was a black morning. Her funeral was quiet.  We were all on black attire, holding black umbrellas as we take the slow rain.

The rain was like tears.

That's the image of my ripped heart. It was shedding cold tears.

I watch as they covered my wife up.

I watch as she join the dust.

This is fucked up.

So fucked up.

Her sister wailing along with others. My son is standing beside me with his mate, Clara.

Sophia was my life. All I could live for.

Now I have nothing.

"You have Luca" my wolf said.

He keeps reminding about that.

I really have to be strong for our son.

He is a part of her she left for me in this fucked up world.

Something that remind me so much of her.

Happy, he got her green eyes.

Her hair colour as well.

He is almost 50% of her.

But he is all me.

Still not enough.

I want her. I want her back.

Fuck!

Everyone left the the funeral ground after an hour, leaving only my son and I.

We stood infront of her grave, looking at it. Tears is hard to form. My heart is heavy.

Almost like a rock.

My eyes are brimming in between the dark shades covering my eyes.

Luca placed flowers on her grave.

I clench my jaw thinking about her murderers.

I will kill every human that step foot on this pack.

Those fucking bastards think they have gotten away with this.

I am going to fucking show them.

I felt a touch on my shoulder.

It's Luca.

I heave a sigh.

He make a head sigh to leave.

I look back at my wife's grave.

Hell how much I am going miss her.

My one and only mate.

Could remember when I figured she was my mate.

We were both eighteen.

We were so into each other.

It made us have a son at that age.

A son who is now my height.

God this is fucked up.

The more I think about everything the more my heart clench.

She didn't die alone

I died too.

I nod back at my son as we head back.

This is the beginning of my death.

Life without her is death.

It is unhappiness.

Unpeaceful.

Fucking useless.

Flash back ends*******

I gulped down another liquid.

My eyes went to our pictures together on the nightstand.

She was laughing loudly at that moment.

Another picture of her, she has baby Luca on her arms.

Smiling brightly.

She always smile. Very beautiful.

Argh!

Two years!

What the fuck?

I storm out of my room.

My wolf is aching. He wants to go out for a run.

Go out.

That's what she wanted to do.  She wanted to go out. I shouldn't have let her

I fucking shouldn't.

Argh!

"Fuck!!!!!!" I turned to my wolf form. Running as as far as my four limbs can take me."

I roared as I ran.

I stopped at a spot in the woods.

It is getting dark.

My heart bled thinking about her.

She has been in my mind ever since that day she died.

I regret letting her go.

I hate myself for that.

My hands ache to kill some fucking humans.

I didn't see or catch any ever since.

This is fucked up.

This is fucking....

A scent hit my nose.

I froze.

Speak of the devil.

Humans!

My eyes narrowed at the direction.

I know where I am at. Far from home but still in my territory. So they are fucking trespassing.

Sophia came to my mind.

Image of her getting shot by them came to my head.

I snarled.

Anger washed me.

I can imagine how they did it.

My claws ache to snatch the life out of the human's body.

I followed the scent

I snarled as I make steps towards them.

I got to the part where I found three men with guns.

Hunters.

Fucking motherfuckers.

I stood behind some high plants and grasses.

Their brown jeep is packed aside. One of the men is seated on it and taking a smoke.

Another is on his feet, working on his gun.

The last one is seated on a rock laughing to the jokes they are making.

I glare at them.