Novel & Cerita It's Time To Leave

He deliberately trailed off, sliding his hand down Kelly's arm to grab her wrist. I sniffled, but as I stared at that hand that had held mine countless times before, I suddenly found that I had no tears to cry. My voice was a lot calmer and steadier than I had expected when I said, "No need. We're no longer an item, so I wish you two all the best." With that, I turned to leave. The smile on Zachary's face froze momentarily, but then he let out a scoff. "What's with the tough and stubborn act? You'll definitely come crawling back to me within three days. Anyway, I guess I'll just have to enjoy myself with my new babe for today."

Finally safe from the threat that's haunted us for months. But I can't celebrate. I can't feel relief. Can't feel anything except the hollow ache of knowing it's time. Time to leave. Time to say goodbye. Time to choose myself even though it's destroying me. I wait until the celebration dies down. Until most of the pack is drunk or asleep or too distracted to notice one person slipping away. Then I go to the room I shared with Adrian. The room I won't be sharing anymore. The room I'm leaving behind along with everything else.

Leila asked in surprise. “Yep! We plan on having more kids once we know what the story with Thaddeus is,” I replied. “Well, I’m happy for you guys,” Dahlia smiled. “Troy, we’re leaving tomorrow. I don’t know if Silas told you,” I told him. “He did! We’re leaving at 5am and should be there by 1pm,” he told me. “That’s rather early,” I grumbled. “It’s a long way there,” he shrugged.

Rowan’s caution, Elias’s enigmatic comments, Gregor’s allegation everything was becoming unruly. Kai placed his hand on my arm, looking serious. "We have to leave." "Where to go?" I inquired, my voice shaking. "To the truth," he remarked. "Prior to it being too late." The far-off howls became more intense, and I realized he was correct. No matter what was approaching, our time was running out.

It would be much faster to drive back home, even though we needed to cram more than what should actually fit in one. "Noon? Today?" She looked at me worried. "Yes, today. We need to leave as soon as possible. We don't know how long Ruby's magic will keep the fog away. We don't even now what magic is plaguing us." I sighed in frustration. My whole life felt like a big question mark. I hated it. "Okay, we should be able to..." "Should?" I snapped at her. I needed to leave now. "Hey, it's ok. We can leave at noon, Alpha. Some wish to stay behind and I was hoping to have more time to convince them to come, but it's your call. We will follow you, and Ruby."

"Just… hear me out. Please." I fold my arms. "Okay, what is it?" "You want to leave? Fine. But you don’t have to leave this way. It’s late," he says, glancing at his watch. "It’s the middle of the night—one in the morning. There’s no reason for you to check into a motel or a hotel right now like you got kicked out like you have nowhere to go. All I’m asking is for you to go back upstairs, sleep, and leave tomorrow—when it makes sense."

"Mia, we're leaving. We don't need Daddy anymore. Okay?" "Okay." We packed our things and walked out. I never looked back.

‘’Do you need something? ‘’....No.’’ He replies. Then why aren’t you leaving?! I almost wanted to scream out loud, but I held myself back. First of, I shouldn’t scream because of Lucian. ‘’We’ll leave for the pack tomorrow morning at 8.’’ Perhaps hearing my thoughts, Jared says before turning away, intending to leave. ‘’Alright.’’ I accept, quietly grateful that he was finally leaving that spot. However, he suddenly paused at the door and met my gaze.

"We need to start preparing to leave this place." A sad smile slowly made its way to Stev's face. "Yeah. I do not want to leave here. I had the best days of my life, never mind that it was small." "Me too. If only there was a way we could carry it along with us." "Yeah." Stev sighed. "When would you want us to leave?" "Can we leave tonight?" "Tonight?" Stev said, frowning as he slowly rose from where he lay. "What's with the sudden rush?"

In a cold tone, he informed me, "We'll be leaving for Italy today at 2 pm. Make sure you're ready by then." He reached for his phone, which was conveniently placed nearby, and left the room without further conversation. Perhaps going back to Italy was for the best, a change of scenery that might help me process everything that had happened. I needed someone to talk to, and Sonia was the only one I could think of who could truly understand my situation.