LOGINChapter 132Milo's POV - The Pack RunTwo days of mourning passed like a heavy fog. We mourned over five hundred pack members who had lost their life in the cold war, erecting a memorial ground, ach grave marked with stones arranged in the pattern of a crescent moon, the symbol of the Mafian wolf pack. I stood beside Damon through it all, translating his thoughts when needed, being his voice when his beast form could not speak.Now, under the full moon, the pack gathered for the memorial run that was to happen after the mourning. It's an old tradition done to honour our fallen in the way of the Goddess. a way to honor the dead by running as one pack, letting our fallen run with us one last time through our memories."Ready?" I asked Damon, who had been standing quietly, beside me through our bond link.We walked together, side by side like always, to meet the pack members that had gathered together. Their faces looked ashen, but their eyes shone with a bright light that reflected the
Damon's POVFirst stepThey didn't run.I still couldn't believe it. My pack had seen me as a monster, and they didn't run, if anything it went well…Way better than I expected.Some were still afraid. I could smell their fear when they thought I was not looking. But they stayed.The little girl who had hugged my leg came back three times throughout the day, bringing me wild flowers she picked."For the big puppy!" she would say, then run away giggling.Her mother apologized each time, terrified I might be offended by her daughter's act.Little did she know that I was far from being offended.If only I could tell her that those flowers meant everything to me.Milo stayed by my side throughout the communal clean up. Now hours have passed, and the pack members, tired but determined, slowly return to their daily lives. Milo was exhausted, I could see it, but he refused to leave."Stop looking at me like that," he said. "I'm fine."He wasn't fine, I could feel it through the bond, ever s
Chapter 130Damon povFear, sheer terror was written across all their faces.“Abomination”“He is a monster”Shocked gasps and angry murmurs came from the crow like a knife that was being twisted deep into my soul.Mothers grabbed their children. Warriors reached for weapons they didn't have.Fear, So much fear.I wanted to run again.But then, a small voice:James stepped forward from the crowd, and his voice carried across the clearing. "Your Alpha has returned."Nobody moved, Nobody cheered, They just stared at me.I could feel Milo's frustration through our bond, hot and sharp. He stepped forward, his small frame dwarfing next to mine, but that same mysterious aura surrounded him commanding attention."Your Alpha sacrificed everything for you," he said, his voice ringing clear. "He pushed himself beyond his limits, beyond what any wolf should endure, to save as many as he could. And this is how you welcome him back?"An elderly wolf spoke up, his voice trembling. "That is not our
Damon's POV The Morning GatheringMorning came too fast.All night i stayed awake, i continued to roll about thinking about how i will face my pack. Milo slept against my body fur."Stop worrying so loud," he said without opening his eyes. "You are shaking the whole cave."And that was true, the small room couldn't contain my aura that was leaking out uncontrollably due to my nervousness.The sound of footsteps came, James appeared onfront of the door."Its time, they are gathering," he said. "Everyone who can walk is there."My stomach turned, Or what was left of it in this form."Ready?" Milo asked, stirring awake.I nodded at James, who looked at me one last time, before leaving the small room. "This is a bad idea..." I started "Even the good ideas was once seen as bad ones" Milo countered me, not giving me chance in any way.I wanted to run again, hell I wanted to just disappear from the surface of the earth. But before the thought could cross my mind. A soft hand rested on my
Chapter 128Damon povWe walked slowly back to the cave. Side by side, my massive form walking next to Milo's smaller features must have looked ridiculous.But Milo continued to put on a shy smile throughout our walk back to the cave. Despite my advances , he refused to look at me in the eyes. And I let him be, choosing not to bring up what he said earlier at the river.The Moon hung lazily in the sky. Illuminating the forest path, when we got to the cave, it was past midnight already and the people had retired to their tents.As quietly as possible, we made our way to the cave entrance, making sure not to make any noise or wake anybody, but before we could sneak into the cave, James appeared like a ghost, looking all serious."We have a problem," he said,Of course we did.****************************In one of the bigger rooms on the cave, we gathered together in an emergency meeting. Milo leaning beside me, with Daphne, and James, my only two closest people apart from Milo."The
Damon's PovRun!!!!That's all I could think. Run away. Run from Milo's eyes. Run from it all, from what I had become.My wolf screamed inside me to turn back, it pained him to be far from his mate, especially now that the bond was stronger than before. It hurts to be far away from Milo.*Don't leave mate!* my wolf cried. *Need mate! Want mate!*But I didn't listen. I couldn't.As I ran out of the cave, And that's when I saw it. The true stateof my pack, Really saw the truth that James had trid to hide from me. Tents made of scraps littered the forest ground. Wounded wolves everywhere. Children crying. My people were hungry.This wasn't a pack. This was what was left of a pack.We hadn't won. We were barely survived.And it was my fault. I was supposed to protect them. I was supposed to be the strong alpha…like my father had wished i would become, But I had failed woefully, I have failed him, I have failed my people. My father's voice echoed in my head, "Weak. Always weak. You'll







