Novel & Cerita Losing Her Was His Punishment

The sharp pain could not ease even a minuscule fraction of the regret consuming his heart. At last, he realized belatedly that he had lost the only person in the world who had been willing to love him with her life. Amid the glamor and splendor of Saphira, he was reduced to nothing more than a soulless husk wandering through life. For the rest of his days, he would atone for his arrogance in endless suffering and remorse.

Before he went, he came to the clinic one final time. No flowers. No speeches. No pleading. Only a file. “Reed restoration records,” he said. “Elowen and Nia are restored. Maeve witnessed. Nia approved.” I checked the signatures. Everything was correct. “Good,” I said. He nodded. For a moment, we stood in the quiet front hall where so many versions of us had ended. Then he said, “I used to think losing you was my punishment.” I looked at him. His voice was steady. “It wasn’t. It was your freedom. My punishment is understanding that and living with it.”

Zevara held him tightly, her eyes watering, and that was when she remembered what he had told her a week ago—that he had only been so angry and had done everything he did because he had lost his wolf. How… how did he lose his wolf? “Talon…” her lips trembled. “How did you lose your wolf? Talon, pleaseeeee,” she cried out, shaking him vigorously. “Please wake up…” Talon’s chest rose and fell slowly as he forced his eyes open. The once attractive blue eyes had turned white, almost lifeless. “I think…” he began weakly, more blood pouring from his mouth. “It was a punishment from the Moon for all the things I had done to you. I lost my wolf, Zevara, but it’s fine, okay.”

She was just playing dumb before. I look down at the table ashamed because I know it is stupid. "It's because I keep losing her. I nearly lost her the night she was born. I lost her when Blake took her. I lost her when she escaped. I lost her to the human world. Now I'm losing her to him". "What if I could promise you that you wouldn't lose her and could even spend more time with her". "I'm listening".

She never failed to remind me that she could be gone in the blink of an eye, and just the thought of it stabbed deep in my chest. It hurt so much. I couldn’t breathe at the thought of losing her, even though, technically, she wasn’t really in my life yet. We saw each other every day, but there was this constant pushback, this emotional distance that kept crashing my heart over and over again. Was I that bad of a guy that the Moon Goddess had decided to punish me so severely? Wasn’t the 15 years I’d spent waiting for my mate punishment enough? Did I deserve this mental and physical torture?

He started pacing again, like it would kill him to stay still. “One night, they came. Fifty wolves. Maybe more. They burned my village. Killed my wolves. Drove me into the mountains.” His hands clenched into fists. “My mate—your mother—drank poison rather than watch me be executed in front of her.” My chest ached; I felt so bad for him. I knew how it felt to lose a mate. “I'm sorry.” “Sorry?” He laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Sorry doesn't bring back the dead. Sorry doesn't rebuild what was burned. Sorry doesn't punish the guilty.”

I deserve all and any punishment coming my way. “Why do you even, hmm? Do you think there would be any love left in her, if she saw you like this? An underdog begging at my feet?” Not begging. But the rest I can’t argue with. It still hurts. Every time I hear it. How long does the pain of losing a loved one to start getting dull? Just a little would be enough. “Why...why do you?” I throw back her question, “How pathetic, thinking Scar even cares whether you remains my wife or not? You played all the tricks you have, and you still lost to her, in every way.”

Was this a result of all the horrible things he had done in the past? He hadn’t gotten to know her properly— heck he didn’t even get to know her name yet, and now he’s lost her? Why did the Moon Goddess have to bless him with a mate only for her to snatch her away from him this way?! “ No..... th– this isn’t fair” Lucious murmured. No it wasn’t fair at all. Lucious knew he had done worse things, but this was just to harsh! “ I— I just found her.... So how?... ” He muttered silently. When he had lost all hope, he finally found her. Lucious knew he had hurt her a lot but he had planned to make it all up to her, so what will he do now?!

“No, Madam De Sangre! Please, don’t hurt my mate. She is innocent. She doesn’t deserve to be hurt because you’re angry at me.” His pleading fell on deaf ears. I didn’t really give a fuck what he had to say. He would have helped kill my mate if he had been able to. The fact that he hadn’t been there wasn’t even on my radar. He had hated my mate. Between those things, he deserved to be punished, and just like me, he would suffer from the loss of his mate. His first punishment was going to be watching the life fade from her eyes and feeling the mate bond break. If he were lucky, I would only make him feel it once. We would see how I felt when it came time to punish him.

He said he wanted to keep the photos in his wallet so that he could show off his beautiful wife to everyone. I was smiling brightly in the photo. But Alexander's eyes were red as he turned to look at my parents. He gave them a sad, apologetic smile and said, "I've transferred the marital home to you. Nothing I do will ever make up for what Izzy had endured, and I'm sorry for taking your precious daughter away from you. "I have nothing to give you to atone for my mistakes. I can only hope that I'll get to see Izzy again in the afterlife."