Semua Bab Fated to my Alpha nemesis : Bab 221 - Bab 230

AVELINE'S POV Six months later. I didn't know how it happened. I could barely recall the specifics of it because, if anyone had asked me how the time had passed, I wouldn't have been able to effectively explain it. Somehow, time had moved in a blur of contrasting moments and emotions. I couldn't, even if I tried, count the number of times I'd felt my chest caving in as my heart hurt to the point where I considered reaching past my ribs and pulling the organ out. The number of times I'd had to remind myself that I'd gone through something impossible and somehow survived it. I couldn't count the number of nights I'd spent awake, wondering about Nereth. Nor could I count the number of mornings I'd woken up with Damon curled against me, his tiny fingers wrapped around one of mine, and felt a kind of happiness so overwhelming that it frightened me almost as much as the things I'd lost. There had been days when I'd missed the life I'd once imagined for myself so badly that brea

AVELINE'S POV For a while, everything went exactly as it was supposed to. Jenna laboured. The healers encouraged her. I held her hand and tried to offer whatever comfort I could, even though there was very little anyone could say that would make what she was going through easier. She screamed. She cursed. She cried. At one point, she even threatened to bite the healer nearest to her. That earned a weak laugh from me. “Don't laugh at me,” she gasped. “I wasn't.” “You were.” “I swear I wasn't.” “You're a terrible liar, Ave.” I smiled despite myself. “Maybe.” Another contraction came before she could say anything else, and the smile disappeared from my face as her fingers crushed mine again. “You're doing well,” the healer told her. “Just a little longer.” Jenna nodded, tears slipping down her temples and disappearing into her damp hair. I brushed them away. “You're almost there.” Her eyes opened. They found mine. For a second, beneath all the pain and exhaustion,

AVELINE'S POV For several minutes, I couldn't understand what had happened. The room was still moving around me, but none of it seemed real. The healers were speaking. Someone was crying. Sirus was saying Jenna's name over and over again, as though repeating it enough times might somehow bring her back. But I couldn't make sense of any of it. Jenna had been here. She had been holding her daughter. She had been smiling. She had been talking to me. And now she was gone. I stood frozen near the foot of the bed, the baby still cradled against my chest. She was warm. So impossibly warm. Her tiny body shifted against me, making a small sound before settling again. I looked down at her. For a moment, I couldn't understand how something so small could still be here when everything else had changed. She had lost her mother before she'd even had the chance to know what a mother was. My throat tightened. "Jenna..." The name escaped me without thought. T

AVELINE'S POV I overheard the conversation that changed the course of both I and Tiny’s lives two month after her birth.Her wolf still hadn't emerged and I could tell it bothered Sirus more than he liked to show. He'd invited multiple skilled healers and scholars to check her out although he tried not to make it public.In fact, he tried not to make anything public. I didn't understand it at first. I'd been going on with the idea that he was just keeping his personal matters discreet and free from the pack’s ears because he would like to grieve in privacy. But after a while I realized it went beyond that.He didn't make Jenna's burial public. This I was glad of. I didn't want a crowd of people who did not know her showing up to the ceremony like the final farewell to my sister was an obligation they did not really care about.However, it struck me as odd that he never made any announcements about the matter. And after a conversation I had with Serene, it seemed a vast majority of th

AVELINE'S POVEverything changed when Uncle Zickiel began insisting that I return to the Winter Pack.At first, I didn't think he was serious. It had all begun with careful, harmless suggestions about coming back. About visiting the Winter Pack more often and staying longer. During my calls and visits, Aunt Daria made a point of showing me everything old and new that she thought might interest me, as though she were trying to convince me to stay without outright saying so.The Winter Pack and the Eastern Pack had been on good terms for a very long time, and despite Jenna's death on Eastern Pack grounds, that didn't seem to be changing.I was almost considered a member of the Eastern Pack by the people around me. Or at least, that was what I liked to think.The only thing standing between me and formal membership was the legal process, which I knew wouldn't be difficult to complete. Not when Sirus seemed so consumed by guilt that he would probably grant me anything I asked for.I'd not