Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake)

Blake carried me back to my room in his arms and pressed me onto the bed. After covering me with a blanket, he left.

I watched him stationing two maids at my door before he left. It was as though he was worried that I might run away.

I turned and tossed in the bed but could not fall asleep. Blake's words echoed in my head and disturbed me greatly.

"If your motivation for creating the antidote is so that you can leave me soon, I would rather never have the antidote."

I casted my eyes down. I did not mind being misunderstood by anyone else. But Blake was my mate. I truly wanted to save him. It was not true that I was only motivated by the thought of leaving him.

Did he not understand my wish to keep him safe?

I flipped to the other side of the bed. Tears finally streamed down my face and stained the pillow.

I sniffled and called out to Aurora in a croaky voice.

Perhaps the link between Aurora and me was too weak. She finally replied to me feebly after a few attempts, "I'm sorry for being late, Chloe."

"That's okay." I wiped away my tears and took a deep breath. "I just wanted to talk to you… I feel so terrible right now,” I murmured.

Aurora went quiet for a moment. Then, she asked, "Is it because of Blake?"

I nodded as I continued. "Blake thought I wanted to save him so I could leave him soon. But I wasn't thinking about that at all! I really don't want to see him die."

"Why don't you be frank with him?" Aurora asked after listening to me.

I closed my mouth, feeling complicated. I knew that I could resolve my heartache by simply being honest with Blake. But whenever I thought about that, my mouth would turn dry before I taste a bitter feeling in my tongue.

"But he lied to me. I… I just can't let that go," I stammered, feeling my brain turn to mush.

I heard Aurora sighing gently. "So, once Blake is cured, will you really leave him?" she asked again a few seconds later.

I stared at the floor, my body trembling lightly. After a long pause, I sobbed, "I don't know. My mind is telling me to leave... to protect myself and no longer trust someone who betrayed me. But… But my heart tells me not to leave."

Aurora let out a heavy sigh, seemingly troubled by my hesitation, and could not find the right reply.

Aurora’s speechlessness made me feel rather embarrassed. I sniffled and I intentionally changed the topic.

"By the way, I recall my father being the only one who could create an antidote to Blake's poison. Do you have other ideas?" I asked Aurora.

I was simply talking to myself in my mind. I tried calling for Aurora a few times, but she did not respond. Finally,

I do?" I mumbled to myself. "Do I really have to

did, I wondered if my heartless

Instead of curing Blake, he might even try to hasten up the effects of the poison just

a solution, only to run into a familiar

and felt a chill down my spine. That

looking for me, but

he busy because of the preparation for Vanessa's Alpha

me," he called again, but this time with a

tight and debated on whether to respond. I felt so conflicted and confused. I did not know what to do, just like when I learned that my father decided to hand

me. So...it wouldn't matter if I replied to him or not.

started to brew within me. After all, he was my father. Could I really force myself to ignore

now." My father suddenly gave me a stern warning as I

started to tremble incessantly as cold sweat broke out.

time he put on such a disciplinarian tone and attitude, he was definitely doing it to defend Vanessa, be it forcing me to give her blood or sacrifice

bit my lips hard,

He can’t reach me here...” I thought,

him think that I'm dead. That's the best ending to our father-daughter relationship,” I

My body slumped on the bed as I let out a sigh

end, my father never

had been treated and recovered, I owed my father nothing more. I should just focus on Blake's antidote than worrying over these

contacting me, because of my father’s action, a bold idea suddenly came into my mind. If I could treat Vanessa's illness with my blood, perhaps I could also use it as an antidote for

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and turning and being forced to finish the entire sandwich

I concocted inside. Next, I found a knife

and into the bowl. It was an action I had performed countless times. Before, the piercing pain would always cut deep into my soul. Oddly,

the realization. Noticing that the bowl was almost filled to the brink, I hurriedly grabbed some gauze and started

this would heal in no time. Still, my wolf's presence was weak compared to others,

my wrist before going to see Blake, the bowl filled with my blood in my hands. The maid told me he

study, I overheard Blake’s merciless voice from within. "Kill

in the details of their discussion. With the bowl in hand, I merely leaned against the wall, waiting

Beta was surprised to see me, and he greeted me with

I was never the Luna of the pack, but it was also unnecessary for me to nitpick a title.

up to Blake and handed him

at the bowl and I started to feel nervous. His nose twitched