《Consequences [BxB] (Edited)》Chapter 27
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Hunter POV
Each time I told myself I was ready for this, it didn't make the fear and dread in my heart any easier for what I was about to do.
I had hoped that because Drew and I were not fully mated as yet, that it wouldn't hurt him as much. He would only feel an agonizingly painful pain within his chest that would last for approximately two minutes before it would disappear, but it was better than having him a lifetime of pain if I stayed alive.
I hadn't told anyone what I had learnt from a witch that lived just beyond our boarders. I had gone out earlier in the day to enquire just how much my death would affect my mate that hadn't marked me as yet. She had informed me that due to the absence of his mark on me, he wouldn't feel my pain, but he would feel the pain our bond being broken through death.
I had thought about this over for a few days and it seemed like the only way I could bring justice to my child and my mate. I knew it wouldn't fix the pain I had caused them or even bring my child back, but at least it was something.
I let our a sigh of exhaustion as I threaded through the woods. I hadn't had much energy in me after walking for a few hours looking for the spot she had told me about. Not eating didn't really help me in the energy department, but everything I ate always came back out. I always threw up mouthfuls of blood at a time, something that caused by the weakening of my wolf, to the point where I could barely feel him anymore.
I leaned against a tree and let out a shaky breath as I wiped my hand across my sweaty forehead that had begun to heat up. I coughed a bit and raised my hand to my mouth, seeing blood coat the palm of my hand. I wiped against the side of my pants and pushed myself off the tree trunk and walked further on. It had begun to feel like my legs were lead, making it so difficult to walk further, but I had to.
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I walked until I reached the edge of our boarder. I stood along the line and looked at him, my hands shaking at my sides and I held in another cough.
Once you step over the boarder, you will no longer be one of them.
I closed my eyes as her words rang through my head. I placed my hand on my chest, trying to ease the pang I felt at doing this. I opened them briefly and turned around, looking at the land behind me.
All my life, the pack was everything I had ever known. My entire life was spent on the pack lands, and yet now, I felt as though I was in a foreign territory. I felt as though I didn't deserve to called one of them. I was never a good Alpha, let alone a wolf. I didn't deserve the power given to me by the Goddess and I could only hope that this would be atonement for the wrong I had committed.
I closed my eyes as I stepped over the border, feeling something within me shatter completely as I coughed up blood that rolled down my chin and chest. I held my chest as I took a step forward, feeling my heart twist inside me as more blood rolled down my chin. I felt the blood rolling down my nose too, and some out of my ears. I pushed myself to walk further on, trying to get as far away from the boarder as I could. I had to make sure this worked, and getting away from the boarder was the only way.
I clenched my shirt against my chest as I collapsed onto the ground, crawling my way across the open field, until I reached the woods outside our territory. I let out a shaky breath as I laid on the dead grass and looked up at the night sky. I looked at the full moon and smiled. I raised my bloodied hand at the sky and closed my eyes. I couldn't feel the power of the moon anymore, nor could I feel my wolf at all, indicating that he had died and I would follow soon.
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"Please Goddess, protect him for me." I whispered as I coughed once more, choking on my own blood before I closed my eyes, feeling my last breath leave my body.
I love you Drew. Always..
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