Fated For Lycan's Luna novel Chapter 181

Chloe

Lyra… Kain… Uncle Gauss…

Everyone who had a hand on our child’s death will definitely die!

In front of our child’s tomb, a frigid wave of revenge brewed in my heart. With my mind darkening, I remembered each and every expression of these three people in my memories.

Their eyes filled with contempt and treachery. Their eyes continued to look at me without remorse nor a tiny bit of guilt.

“I will make sure… to avenge you… my child…”

I vowed, digging my nails deep into the my palms If I could, I would immediately rush to the Blood Hound’s camp and kill all of them. I will bring their bodies to this very same place and let my child see who his murderers were.

Just then, a warm palm covered the hand that had been digging hard as I heard a resolute voice beside me, “We will avenge you… son…just wait for mom and dad…”

Blake held my hand tightly, his eyes hinting me to not inflict hurt on my body any more. And with his determined expression, he knelt in front of our child's resting place.

“My son, see us from the moon… watch your mom and dad give the justice you deserve.”

Mom…

Dad…

Son…

I never knew that these words coming out from Blake’s mouth would shake my entirety. Hearing his soft yet solemn vow, my heart could not help but tremble and my eyes could no longer hold back the tears from the grief that I had buried in the depths of my soul.

Blake held me in his arms, covering me from the cold of the wind and my heart. His arms continued to sooth me from my crying as his mouth repeatedly uttered words that made my wail intensify even more.

“I’m sorry… Chloe… I'm sorry my child…”

“I am foolish… I was too blind to see who wants to hurt you…”

“In the end, I failed to protect anyone… at that time… I failed both of you…”

“I'm sorry…”

“I'm sorry!”

Soon my cries blended with Blake’s sobs. A heart rending groaning that caused me to curse all the people that hurt the three of us too much.

Even as I buried my face into Blake’s trembling chest and clutched in the sleeve of his shirt, it was enough for me to know how painfully angry and remorseful his expression was at the moment.

I had no heart to see… Blake’s agony…

For I know now, that more than my anger at him for failing us back then, was the fact that I still love him so much that I genuinely could not wish for his pain.

As if showing sympathy and sorrow, the dawn hid its light on the thick clouds and the winds brushed our bodies in a comforting rhythm.

Two of us held on to each other, witnessing each other’s pain of losing the one that could have been a testament of our love for each other.

In the end, I no longer remember how I was able to get up and go to bed.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was already in a familiar bedroom. My eyes swept around the intricate patterns in the ceiling, something that I was once used to seeing every morning.