Chapter 7

Ava had only one thing in mind. Exacting her revenge and avenging her family and pack. She had long sealed her heart to the prospect of love ever since that day. She didn’t want any of such again. 

It only brought her unnecessary heartache. Things were better with her heart guarded. She couldn’t get hurt that way. 

Collins handed her things to one of the maids and guided Ava outside the house. Ava wondered where he could possibly be taking her to. She remained silent and simply let him take the lead. He led her outside the house, shutting the door behind them.

Ava stood on the porch, watching everything going on. They lived at the main house in an array of houses that formed a sort of community. The Silver Bay Pack was organized in such a way that fostered community. The Alpha’s house was distinguished from others. It was where Ava had stayed all this time.

She watched some children playing at the far end of the front yard. They were having, kicking dust at each other, oblivious to whatever perils the world held. Ava wanted that. She wished she could go back to being so carefree and doing whatever she liked without the fear of any type of consequences.

Collins hand wrapped around hers, tethering her to the real world. He always seemed to know when she needed some kind of comfort and was always ready to provide her with it. 

“I’ve been thinking. I think it’s finally time.” She echoed the words running through her head.

Collins turned to look at her, as if he already knew what she was talking about without her having to explain further.

“Are you sure you’re ready to go now? To face them?” He asked, worried about her wellbeing.

Ava nodded her head, trying to steel her nerves and convince herself that she was ready. She had to be. She’d already spent all those years preparing for this one moment. It was finally time for her to strike.

“It’s about time I make my appearance. Logan and the rest of his pack might have forgotten about what they did to me and my family but I haven’t. I swear on the moon that glistens, and on the stars that burn bright. I will get my revenge on them for what they did to me.”

Ava makes these oaths, her eyes burning with a certain hunger. A hunger for vengeance for the ill that was perpetuated on her and her pack. She would never forget it for as long as she continued to breathe.

Collins nodded his head as he took in all she’d just said. His grip on her hand tightened. He turned to look at her, his eyes full of conviction as he spoke.

“I will always be by your side, at your disposal in however way you deem it fit to use me. Use me as you may and exact your revenge.” 

“Then you promise not to leave me till I get what you want?” Ava directed the question at him.

“What is it you desire? Name it and it’s all yours.” Collins replied, without skipping a beat.

“It’s simple.” Ava’s gaze never wavered. “To watch Moonwalker pack burn to the ground.” 

“As you so wish.” 

Moonwalker pack had aged along the years as well, their strength and numbers growing with each passing day. They was about to be a shift in power and they could all feel it.

“To rule in kind and be as great of a man as your father was…”

The aging man seemed to drawl on for what felt like forever. His father had assigned Benjamin Reels to teach and guide him on what his future duties as an Alpha would be. As much as he appreciated the man’s effort in trying to shape him into his perceived image of the ideal Alpha, 

Logan was just about done with everything. He tuned out most of what he was saying, too occupied with his own thoughts to bother about what the man was going on and on about. It had been years since it happened. Years since he had heartlessly broken the heart of the one who had been made for him by the moon goddess.

Every single night since then had been filled with wishful dreams. Dreams where he had her as his mate. Dreams were he would apologize profusely for hurting her in such a way. Dreams where she’d forgive him, still wearing that smile on her face that he loved so much. Then again, they were all dreams weren’t they?

“Lord Logan? Are you listening?”

He raised his head, to look at the man who was now staring at him expectantly. Shit. He had been zoning out so bad that the man had taken notice of it.

“Yes.” Logan shifted in his seat. “I’m actually feeling really tired. Is it okay if we end today’s lesson here Benjamin?”

“Oh, well of course. See to it that you get enough rest, alright?” 

“I’ll do that.” Logan sent him a smile.

Benjamin got up from his seat and bid the young man farewell before eventually leaving the small study room. Now finally alone with his thoughts, Logan slumped deeper into his seat. Every day was a different torture with his thoughts. It was hard enough that he had so much on his plate already.

His father would never hesitate to hammer it into his head each day that he was going to be the Alpha soon. He would be responsible for leading and protecting the pack from all sorts of outsiders and anything that could pose a threat to the prosperity of the pack. He’d gotten that talk well enough from his father.

What bothered him was Ava, the girl who couldn’t just leave his head no matter how hard he tried. He’d done almost everything he could do to try and forget her but it just didn’t seem to work. It was like a part of him that was once filled was now empty, forever damned to suffer for his treachery and heartlessness.

I miss you.

It was hard enough without the weight his wolf seemed to bare on him. It only added to his guilt more and more. Maybe if he could turn back the hands of time, he would have done things a lot more differently.

“I’m sorry Ava. My heart will continue to bleed for the wounds I've caused you.” He whispered, almost like a prayer.