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“Sorry. I got carried away.” “You know this won’t be resolved if you keep trying to run away from your problems,” she said as she sat beside me, having picked up towels for us. “Easy for you to say. I know I’m practically yelling out that I hate the mate bond, but the goddess didn’t have to do me this dirty,” I couldn’t help but complain. Lyle patted my back, “But still, you know I’m right. Sooner or later, someone will find out, and you’ll have to face it.”

Lain stared at the heavens, seeing his beloved mate and his smiled, taking his final breath. “Prepare him for burial. I will find the girl,” Alpha Kayden commanded.

I couldn’t even begin to climb out of it. But as I lay there, sobbing in the pain of my own destruction, the answer came—a voice that spoke deep in my heart and hummed with such power and strength that it stopped my breath. You can’t. But I can. Do you really want to heal? My head snapped up. I blinked once. Twice. Was I losing my mind, or…? Casimir… do you want to heal? YES! The path to healing is humility. Put your pride aside and see yourself truly. Are you finally willing to hear where you are wrong? Are you finally willing to listen when I correct you?

Inside, two souls stood on the edge of healing not perfect, not complete but finally, irrevocably human. ?

Roonie is still unconscious in bed, but his skin improved, and his vitals are balanced. She comes like this everyday to read him books, and she enjoys it so much. She set down the three books and picked one, then she opened it and sighed. "I know you can't hear me, but at least... your subconscious should connect with me. I finished reading Harry Potter to you yesterday, and today, it's a book about flowers, titled... BEAUTIES" She said, glancing at him. She stretched her right hand to him and held his right hand with it, rubbing it softly.

I wanted to cry, to scream, but as always, in my dreams I was tied down, face up, legs spread, unable to move, just waiting for them to come for me again. Waiting for the terror to begin anew. A prison made of memories. A wound that never closed. But then, something changed. Something impossible. While I wept, a voice emerged from the void. It was sweet, soft, different. It didn’t command me. It didn’t hurt me. It whispered. —“ It’s okay, sunshine. You’re safe,",” it murmured, hypnotically soft. My body reacted before my mind could. I relaxed, clinging to those words like a lifeline in the middle of the storm.

If her husband's soul was lost due to battling their leader, her drive and purpose changes completely from grief. "You can use the bibles as an object of spirituality..." Phuture stared Willie Lou in the eyes. "Learn how to use them as your spiritual object and you'll be able to absorb that piece of shit's soul. He utilizes teleportation to attack... if you could counter that... and absorb his soul... he's defeated." Phuture took a deep breath and hugged Willie Lou before she could reply, completely catching her off guard with the sudden affection. Suddenly, Phuture's spiritual essence began to ache her entire body. She dealt with an excruciating chest pain where the core of her soul rested,

Present but not really there. My mates try to help. Try to comfort me. But there's no comfort. Not for this. One night, Kai finds me on the balcony. Staring at nothing. "Talk to me," he says. "I saved her body." I don't look at him. "But I lost her soul. She's empty. Broken. And I don't know how to fix it." "Time," he says. "Time heals everything." "Does it?" I turn to him. "Because I don't think time heals watching your daughter choose death. Watching her forced to live when she doesn't want to."

Eventually, I could move so naturally that I didn't seem any different from other people with two functioning legs. I was drenched in sweat, but I felt a joy I hadn't felt in forever. Little by little, I was regaining what I had lost. Now that I could move about freely again, I started to rebuild my life. I refused to remain trapped in the past. I returned to university and pursued psychology, something I had always been interested in. I attended a foreign university and shared a classroom with people of different nationalities. The sunlight poured through the tall glass windows and warmed my body. That was the moment when it finally sank in—my soul had truly come back to life.