《His Midnight Angel》Chapter 24
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(Alexandra's POV)
War raged around us. The shadows were advancing on all sides. Bodies were dropping left and right. I watched in horror as a shadow creature impaled a wolf with a tentacle like thing attached to itself. In the center of it all was Troy. This bastard. I shifted mid air into my wolf. I was easily one of the biggest wolves there. I stepped up to face my opponent. Troy saw me and didn't even look scared.
"Relax wolf. I'm not here for a fight...Well..." he said.
"I'm here to tell you war is coming. Your sister, my mother will be visiting you very soon. Be prepared because she is not as lenient as she once was. The true queen of the night has returned." And with that said he left. Left isn't even the proper term! He literally vanished, all the shadows disappearing too. In a poof of smoke they were all gone and we were left with the dead.
Countless bodies were scattered about. I felt my heart breaking. All this... because my sister was jealous?! All this war. All this pain. And for what? Because of greed. Anger... jealousy... pain.... and for what?!?
I saw a pair of clothes laying around. I ran to put them on quickly. When I was done I stepped out to asses the damage. I saw childhood acquaintances impaled. I looked for Josh, suddenly very afraid. I found him leaning over a body. He was crying into Jessie's shoulder, my heart breaking at the sight. He looked over to me and our eyes met. Unshed tears glistening in his blue eyes. Slowly I walked over there.
Otto. He was gasping for breathe. A shadow had impaled his chest. I looked down at my tormentor. My main bully. My father.
"A-Alex..." he rasped out. Slowly I lowered myself next to him.
"I forgive you." I said quietly.
Shock passed across his face.
"W-Why? I've been horrible to you..."
"Because despite all that you were my father in this lifetime. You made me who I am, and for that I thank you. I do not condone what you did. But with out you I never would have meet my family. I never would have known love. Or friendship, or loyalty. So thank you, I forgive you. And know this... I miss her too. Every day..."
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(Otto's POV)
"-And know this... I miss her too. Every day..." Alex finished saying. What have I done?! Ella would be ashamed of me. She would hate me. I was supposed to protect her... our little girl. But instead I was so wrapped up in my grief and anger I turned into something I wasn't. I became a monster...
"I loved her... your mother. She was everything I wasn't. She was everything I wanted. Everything I needed. You were with her when she died Mouse. And when I saw her-" I gasped from pain.
"-her body I lost it. Do you know what it's like? Do see the love of your life vulnerable?"
Alex's eyes darted to the Blonde one.
"Yes."
"Then you know how much it hurts when you loose your entire world. My world shattered the day your mother died." At this point dots were beginning to cloud my vision. There was still so much to say damnit!
"I'm so sorry... I wasn't the father you deserved, I hurt you. And that's not ok. But maybe I can be the father you deserve for a few moments..." I gasped in pain. Tears were forming in her eyes.
"Blondie. Come here" I called loudly. It hurt like a mother fucker but I did it! I watched as Blondie came toward us. "You... take care of her." Wait. Why was I telling this prick that? Jacks' her mate.
" I will sir"
"I may not be the father she deserves but I swear to god I will haunt your ass if you hurt her."
"Yes sir." I started gasping for breathe. My vision was almost completely gone now.
"Josh.. love your mate and hold her close. Look out for your sister. Being a beta is hard but being a good husband isn't. As long as you love her. Keep her safe."
"I-I will..."
I saw a light.. that's funny I didn't think that kind of thing was true.
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"You're your mothers daughter. I'm so sorry Mouse..."
Tears were streaming down her face.
"May the Goddess take you with open arms, may she allow your heart to heal everlasting." She said placing her hands on me. "May the goddess take your pain and sufferings, and put you at ease. May you run with your mate in the open fields of the grass lands." The pain was ebbing away... "may you find peace, great warrior."
I felt peaceful, calm, and serene. I was ready to meet my goddess. The light was getting brighter now. I saw her. My Ella. She was as beautiful as the day we met... and next to her was a women. She radiated power. But I felt calm.
"And may she accept you with open arms."
Alex's voice faded away, and I was left with my mate and goddess.
"I could use a warrior such as you."
"Welcome home baby..." and together we walked on.
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(Alexandra's POV)
Mouse... I hadn't heard that name in so long... he was dead. This man who tortured me. I should be happy. But despite all this he was my dad. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Michael. Jasper. What ever he was called. All I knew was that I took comfort in him being here. I broke down into his arms. And he held me.
"Laisse-le partir mon amour ..." Let him go my love He murmured into my hair. I sobbed into his shirt. I cried until my throat hurt. Soon I was just hiding my face in his shirt. His scent that seemed so familiar to me.
I pulled away. The others had dispersed. Jack had tears streaming down his face.
"How many?"
"We don't know yet..."
"Every one gather around!" I yelled out. My throat was sore but this needed to be done.
Once everyone had gathered around me I spoke.
"We've had a great loss today." I started. "Most of us have lost friends. Family. Mates. Lovers. Mothers. Fathers. Sisters. Brothers. All are horrible losses. And they will haunt us for the rest of our lives. However!" I called out. "We cannot let them die in vain. They would not want this. They would not want OUR suffering to be in vain. It hurts. The goddess has gained many of her children back. These shadows. They are viscous, they are cruel. They fight with no mercy. They are like my sister in that sense. Yes this is my sisters work."
My wings unfurled from my back.
"She will loose. I will not let her harm my people anymore. My sisters people. Artemis would not want this. I call my brethren to arms. We must fight. We cannot let this be in vain. I know it hurts right now. The time for mourning will come soon my friends. But we fight! I know you have no reason to fight besides me. But don't let your loss be for nothin. Who's with me?!" They all gave a war cry. My wings unfurled. I rose into the air.
"This is a declaration of war. And this will not be tolerated." They shouted again. I shot up into the sky like a bullet.
Adelphi was calling for a war. She killed my people. With out so much as blinking an eye. And for that she would pay. She had gone to far this time. If she wants a war... she can have one.
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