As the days went by I was allowed to eat larger servings and I could feel my strength coming back to me. I was still thin but my wound had healed, leaving only a scar in it's wake.

Hunter even stopped by to check on me at night. He probably thinks I don't notice but the scent of rain-bathed lavender was a giveaway of his presence and dispite my better judgement I still found comfort in it. I would just lay there and let the scent surround me as I pretended to be asleep. My decision had to be made. Would I stay here with the mate who abandoned me and the pack that viewed me as a murderer or do I return to my pack? I let out a sigh as my decision is finally made, all that was left was to make it known.

Jessica finally let me be discharged but with strict dietary instructions and as I make my way out of the hospital Hunter was waiting for me. "I.. have your bags packed for you."

I could hear the sadness in his voice as it ate me up inside but I can't turn back now.

"Is there anything I can do to make you stay?" I could hear the pleading in his voice but I shook my head.

"I'm sorry. But there is one thing I would like to know. What happened to Amber?" I ask, picking up one of the bags.

"She's in the dungeon, she will be killed soon."

"I want to see her." As I say this Hunter's eyes grow bigger.

"No, she's to dangerous."

"My life is no longer your concern. Now please."

Hunter gives up the argument with that and leads me to the dungeon. I feel a cold sweat run down my spine as memories come flooding in but I suck it up and descend the stairs into the dark abyss. A single, dim light hangs from the ceiling and illuminates a row of cells and in the last one was a familiar figure. I silently breathe in as I steel my nerves and inch closer.

She is just standing in the corner of the cell in a daze. Her hair was matted and dull and her skin pale and seemed to be mumbling incoherently to herself. As she notices my presence her eyes snap over to me and flashes me an off putting grin. She then sprints at me with a blood-crazed look in her eyes as she reaches through the bars, scratching and clawing at the air inches from my face. She barley even noticed as the bars burned at her skin.

"Are you done?" I voice my annoyance and she grins again.

"What's the matter? I just want to give you a little scratch." She sneers, her eyes then focus on the bag in my hand and her grin widened. "Are you leaving? What happened to your big speech about not running away?"

"Think what you will, I only came to find some answers. Why? Why were you so desprite to have Hunter? Why turn everyone against me? Why didn't you just kill me? You clearly could get into my room dispite the guards. It could have all ended without so many lives stolen."

Her whole demeanor grew darker as she spoke. "Because if I just killed you outright Hunter would only morn your death. You would forever be on his mind and in his heart. But if I made you out to be a monster, going after all the sluts who have been with him you would lose that spot. Once Hunter saw you in that light he would be outraged and it would be you facing execution, making it easier for me to slip into the picture." Her gaze then locked onto Hunter's. "I always loved you, even since we were growing up but you never gave me a chance. You said it was not a good idea since I was friends with your sister and that you could never be with someone forever, then she marches in and it all changed. All my years of painful yearning seemed meaningless. I watched as you slowly changed, breaking off all ties to your playing ways to keep her. Once she came into the picture my chance was gone and you closed your heart off to everyone but her."

"That's where you are wrong. Even after the accusations and evidence I still loved Roxie. When she ran off, even though I had every reason to think she was guilty, she was still on my mind. I couldn't think of anything else. All I wanted was to see her again. I wanted to hug her and tell her that I still loved her. She will always be my one and only no matter the circumstance." Hunter's arm then slips through the bars and seizes her throat. She choked and gasped as his grip grew tighter and tighter as she scratched and clawed at his arm to set herself free.

I find myself reacting without thinking as a wrap my arms around him. "Hunter stop. Let the execution be carried out the way it is meant to be.

With those words Hunter releases her and she crumples to the floor gasping and weezing. As we leave the dungeon I can't help but run his words in my head. "One and only." It was just like what my wolf was saying. I can't dwell on it for to long. I turn to face Hunter. "When will she be executed?"

"Tomorrow.... Someone will take the children out of the area to allow us to do what has to be done."

"I want to see it. I want to personally see that she is delt with, not only for my sake but for my family's."

With a sigh Hunter nods his head. "Your welcome to stay in your room."

"How will the exicution be carried out?"

"She will be forced to fight someone. Others will be on the ready should their assistance be needed."

As I sit in my room for one more day I think about all that I have been through. All the death I had seen from her hands. She deserves to die.