Chapter 6 – My oath

Ame POV

My legs give way, unable to hold the heavy weight of my broken heart…collapsing on the pack

house floor.

Any sense of time escapes me as I stare at the empty moses basket, my mind spiralling out of

control as day turns to night, darkness setting in on the compact room.

How could he commit such a crime against me, against our child. How could he choose a full-

term baby over a premature illegitimate child.

Fated mate or not, I am his wife, I am his Luna.

I never knew he could be so cruel.

My eyes finally break away from the moses basket when the door slowly opens, the soft

moonlight cascading down in the hallway…Calian standing in the doorframe.

His heavy footsteps echo throughout the pack house, coldness emitting from him.

At first, I don’t think he has noticed me, as he walks past until he stops by the bottom of the

stairs, a sigh escaping him before he turns to face me.

“From now on, I think it best you stay away from Dessa and the child.” His hand grips tightly onto

the staircase, his knuckles turning white. His order very clear.

There was no point defending myself, he only sees what she has told him. I never thought in the

three years of our marriage…of knowing him my entire life, he could be so cold towards me.

Breaking any promise he made me on our wedding day, in our marital alpha home…all

destroyed. Any hope of him believing me has gone.

“Well, answer me!” He furiously growls out, his demeanour remaining cold to me, indifference,

like a stranger.

“You make me laugh. Suddenly I am nothing to you, the child we waited for….suddenly forgotten.” I sneer out as I stand, my voice rising as my hatred towards him becomes uncontainable, my body trembling with anger.

He’s silent, his eyes glaring daggers into mine before his lips finally open, his steps closing the

gap between us.

“If it weren’t for you, our child wouldn’t have died.”

I slap him hard across the face, it was nothing to what he deserved…to what he truly deserves.

“It was you!” I seethe out.

I hate him, for what he has done to me, for blaming me for his crimes against our child.

“Are you crazy?” His hand touches the side of his face, a red mark appearing from the impact of

my slap.

“The child is already dead; you need to accept this.”

“I will never accept it.” There isn’t a part of me that wishes to remain connected to him in anyway, I didn’t want to be near him, near this pack…not when he has destroyed everything…taken everything from me.

That inner strength, that confidence of being a beta’s daughter grows within me, forcing me to

stand tall before an Alpha. I want to look at him at eye level as I reject him.

“I, Ame Althiste, Luna of the Shadow Hunters pack reject you as my mate, Calian Ombretta…”

“Ame, stop…” He roars out, his hands desperately reaching out to me, but I take a step

backwards, continuing my rejection.

“ …and as my husband. I reject the title of Luna, making me no more than the daughter of the

Beta.” I finish, my voice not even sounding like me…cold yet controlled.

An unbearable pain starts to ricochet through my body, my hand gripping onto my chest as I cry

out.

“What the fuck have you done?” His hands mirror my own as he grips onto his chest, his body

moving backwards as he hits the wall. The full impact of the rejection hitting him square on in

his chest. He could feel my luna bond tethering, feel our mate bond dying.

“We are now nothing to each other Alpha, we are no longer tied to one another…” I painfully gasp

out as the shooting sensation in my chest intensifies, catching my breath. The combination of

both the Luna and mate rejection preventing me from being able to breathe.

“I will leave this pack today.” I commit.

“You aren’t leaving.”

“Then kill me.” I sneer out, flashing my teeth to him.

“I won’t let you leave. Even if you die, you will die in this pack!” His voice echoes out behind me as I drag my exhausted body towards the door, my vessel broken but my soul determined to never see him again.

My body weak from the rejection but my resolve strong; I make it back to the alpha house, to my

bedroom where my bags remain by the door, the wolf teddy placed on top.

He will not keep me here.

“I’m leaving Shadow Hunters pack. I need to see you, it’s urgent.” I type out a text message on my phone, hitting send.

I step towards the door, picking up my bags…. carefully placing the wolf teddy into my inner

jacket pocket when someone barges the door open, almost resulting in my body flying backwards.

“Get out!” I roar at her; how dare she force her way into my private rooms without invitation.

“Calian sent this, you must take it quickly….” She presents a small bottle of wolfsbane, holding it

out for me to take.

“….it’s to help him with the severed bond.”

I laugh out coldly at her, does she think I am a fool. Does she take me for being immune to her

lies, that I would be so gullible.

I push her hands away from me, my hatred of her burning so fiercely that my hands wrap around

her throat….squeezing tightly. I hate her, I hate them both.

“Have it your way.” She chokes out, fighting against my hold as she knocks me to the

ground…forcing the vial down my throat. My hands remain wrapped around her throat as she

pries my lips open, my fingers too late in their desperation to choke her to death.

I roll us, placing her under me as her lips start to turn blue…I was winning…I was killing her.

I was getting my revenge for her evil acts, her evil lies, I was going to….my eyes were starting to

blur over, an excruciating pain cascading down my throat.

I move off her, gripping to my throat as I struggle to breathe, the now empty wolfsbane bottle

gripped tightly in her hand.

I crawl away from her, my insides burning up as the wolf poison spreads through my body, my

lungs starting to cough up blood. She triumphantly stands before swiftly exiting the room, taking

her bottle of evidence with her.

I only had a matter of time before the poison consumes me fully.

I lose vision in one eye…panicking, I move to the ensuite, washing my eyes out with tap water

before placing my finger into the back of my throat and forcing the potion back up.

I cannot die; I refuse to die by their hands.

I vomit again, blood mixed with the substance as my sight slowly returns to me, my breathing

still panicked but the coughing becoming less intense.

My hands frantically search the bathroom cabinet, searching for any products containing

alcohol as I douse the bed and carpet of my room with bottle after bottle of flammable liquid.

I move to the bedside table, a single lighter kept in case of blackouts during my pregnancy….my

thumb pressing down on the switch, a small flame following.

My eyes fall upon the nursery; it was all gone now…I would rather let it burn than have them

touch my baby’s room.

The flames start to spread, the fire engulfing the bedroom quickly with the flammable liquid, my

bloodied lungs stinging from the smoke. I drag my weakened body to the window, pushing it

open, rolling out from the top floor. The impact with the ground forcing my lungs to contract

again.

I pull my weakened body from the ground, moving in the darkness towards the main

gate…keeping to the treeline as the guards turn to look at the rising black smoke billowing out of

the Alpha house.

I remain in the treeline, watching on as the flames hungrily consume my past life.

“I will return; I will avenge my child.” I defiantly declare out. As the moon goddess is my witness,

I will right the wrongs against me. This is my oath for revenge.