He Begged When It Was Too Late Novels & Stories

He knelt down in despair as if he was trying to grab his last chance. “I beg you! Please save Shasha!” Those were his last words before he collapsed to the ground…

I'm screaming; begging; grabbing at him, wanting him to stay. He gives me one more smile, my heart races as I sob, begging him not to leave me. Leave me alone, with no one. But to my dismay, he fades into darkness. "Please, don't go." I croak out. My voice scratchy from all the crying, tears falling down my face faster than I knew possible. As I beg one last time, "Don't go."

Every bed was made and untouched, and the silence had the specific quality of a place that had been abandoned in order rather than fled from in panic. I walked through it alone, checking each room the way I checked them in life, making the count. Everything in its place. Everyone was gone. Illara was barely alive with a strange-looking dagger lodged in her chest while she begged me to forgive her for making such a terrible mistake. I woke before dawn with the dream still on me, that particular heaviness, and I lay in the dark and listened to the settlement breathe around me and thought about Dahlia's child with the too-fast heartbeat and the healer who wouldn't finish her sentences.

Now,no matter how much I regretted it,nothing could bring back the sight of her walking away without looking back. This sprawling Aldric Pack—from here on out,it was just me.Alone in this cold cage,counting the long,empty days and nights without her.

Behind me, I heard my mother’s anxious calls and Elena’s tearful attempts at consolation. But none of it mattered to me anymore. This time, I was leaving for good. I won’t look back.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to tell him no, but how could I, when he was lying there, weak and fragile, pleading with me like this was his last wish? Finally, through clenched teeth and a broken heart, I whispered forcefully, "Yes, I promise!"

he begged even harder. “So I should hand over my pregnant woman to you... So you can save the life of your dying sister?” For a split second, he nodded, then quickly realized how stupid his request sounded and quickly withdrew backwards. My eyes darkened, and with every step I took forward, the knife clicked between my fingers. “You shouldn’t be scared of what would happen after you leave... because you’re not leaving.” Their eyes widened, then they crawled forward, almost licking my shoes. “Please... we will never come back. We can’t die here,” they begged.

But in this moment, with his life hanging in the balance, he was asking me to be there. “Please.. Please stay,” he begged.

“I don’t even think you believe that anymore. I’m not going to give up. You might as well just give me a –“ “If you say give you a chance, I will strike you in the throat.” “Okay. Well, I won’t say that then. Just let me prove myself to you. I am literally begging. See? I’m down on bended knee.” He went to a knee and said the words in a sing-song way. I lifted my eyebrows to him in confusion staring at him blankly. He was an odd one. He matched my confusion. “What? You don’t know Boys II Men?” He asked shockingly. “I thought you were old.” Old? Was he joking? Did he just beg for my favor and attempt to insult me at the same time?

--- But where had this been three years ago? --- Where had this been when she cried herself to sleep? --- Where had this been when she sat alone at family events? --- Where had this been when she desperately needed her husband? --- Too late. Everything felt too late. --- Slowly, Amara picked up her suitcase. --- The simple action made Adrian panic. --- "Don't do this." --- The plea shocked both of them. --- Because Adrian Blackwell never pleaded. --- Yet here he was. --- Watching his world shift beneath his feet.