Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake)

“Save me, Chloe…”

Blake lay in blood and bound by cold iron chains all around him. He reached out to me, begging me to pull him out of the abyss.

I wanted to save him...

I didn’t want him to die!

But there were countless hands pulled my clothes, and my hair…They wouldn’t leave me alone and kept pulling me backward.

“Blake!” I screamed, unable to get close to him.

Tears streamed down my face, and anxiety filled my heart.

Suddenly, the iron chains around Blake tugged him down into the bottomless abyss.

“Blake!” I yelled and opened my eyes.

I breathed heavily, sweat soaking through the sheets. My heart beat faster and my body get tense. I snapped back to my senses and realized that it was a nightmare.

Five days have passed since Blake was banished and I was forced to give Vanessa my blood.

I had spent most of my time lying in bed. I refused to eat anything nor speak with anyone. My father tried summoning me to see him, but I ignored everything he said.

I no longer wanted to please anyone, nor did I care about the punishments.

It would be great if they punished me. Only then would I be able to die and escape from misery.

To me, every living moment was riddled with pain.

The air here was stifling.

I disliked this world, repugnant periphery all people, including my father.

I would probably be doing something completely different now if not for him.

All of a sudden there was a terrific bang. Someone had kicked the door open.

“This is so fucking annoying!” A sharp female voice rang in my ear. “Why do I have to bring you meals every day?”

It was the maid my father had sent to look after me. She slammed the food tray onto the table, and the hot soup splashed on my face.

However, I did not feel any pain. I had slumped into a state of torpor from which nothing could rouse me.

“Sending you food is just wasteful.” The maid muttered angrily as she proceeded to take the previously untouched meal out.

She glared at me with disdain. “If you really want to die, just jump out the window. That’ll spare me from running this tedious errand.”

With that, she left in a huff.

into the mirror, I was met with the image of a pale woman

dry. Her skinny figure resembled a skeleton, making her look as if she

let out a self-deprecating laugh and rolled over,

people who would lose the perception for the world when they

in

pity that I wasn’t able to wait for Blake

would live

eyes once more. Soon after, the door was

was a delicious

eyes. My gaze met with my father’s

sat by my bed, holding a blueberry

glanced over at him curiously, unable to comprehend the reason behind his

his purpose

so he was here to get my blood

Father

scald from the hot soup, but I was too exhausted to talk

remained silent and he did not try to pry. He mumbled, “The maid I sent didn't take good care of

tone. It sounded like he

reminding myself not to overestimate my place in his heart. The reason

I was his daughter, he would not waste

guard to bring him a knife

looked at me for a moment

would cut myself voluntarily to

took me a lot of effort to sit up on the bed. The white sheets fell off as I panted heavily. “I don’t feel well

his expression turning cold

laugh. “I just meant that I was too weak. I hope you could

my arm out, rolling up

gaze on my arm. His eyes widened, and he seemed

“Sorry, it’s so

years, my wrist

instructed the

me to even lay a hand on me? But don’t forget that...half of my

was nothing but a dog that

through me as I noticed how troubled he looked at the thought

I said

hesitated for a moment and did not cut me right

he would give up, I suddenly felt

sucked in a huge

matter how used to the procedure I was, it still

a

my wound and waited quietly as

at his stern face and asked, “I’ve always been curious

asked, avoiding