The Gift chronicles

Book 1 Chapter 42

Book 1 Chapter 42

 

It felt like a piece of my heart had been ripped out of my chest. Not only was the pain emotional, but I could swear that I felt physical pain over losing Carter.

Cain put his hand on my shoulder as I continued to hold Carter's dead body and sob. He was dead because of me.

Cain didn't say anything, which I was grateful for. I wasn't sure I could stop myself from killing him if he said anything cliché or corny.

His men were silent as they took in the bloodbath in front of them. I didn't know why none of them could feel the same tearing pain in their chest like I felt. It felt like a gaping bullet wound. I struggled to catch my breath. Something was seriously wrong.

It... hurts.... so bad.... I gasped out to Cain.

I know, pup. It's part of being a Luna. Your bond with the pack members is stronger than it is when you're a Gamma. You feel pack deaths more painfully, Cain's voice in my mind was apologetic.

Don't you feel it? I asked Cain. He seemed saddened by Carter's death, but not as intensely pained.

I've been the Alpha for over a decade. You get used to the feeling... somewhat, Cain rubbed my shoulders soothingly. I couldn't believe how he was able to keep his calm during such a devastating time. The pressure on my chest felt like it was going to cave in at any moment. We should get you back inside. Clean you up. You'll get sick if you're in the snow too long.

My body felt numb to the cold of the snow, and Carter's blood on me was the last of my concerns. Rose... Lily... I cried.

I know, Ares. They will be taken care of. I will make sure of it, Cain promised me.

After a few more sobs, I somewhat collected myself. I placed a kiss on Carter's cold cheek, and set him gently on the ground. Cain offered to pick me up, but I shook my head.

what they just did. Because of them, a

killed Carter. The knife was still embedded in

body. I did the same with

body, and summoned a knife. I sobbed as I stabbed his corpse over

until the snow was coated in thick blood, and random body parts were

take my anger out on the bodies of the rogues.

He didn't deserve to die. If anyone

was the only reason why I didn't crumble into pieces.

disregarded all of the blood that coated my body. Some of it was Carter's, some of it was blood spatter from the rogues.

tightened his arms around me. I

whispered, his voice strained. "I can feel your pain through the

his face into my neck. He ignored the blood that coated it

you, I mumbled as I let the

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One week later

ignoring the slight burning sensation. I offered it to Gwen, who gratefully took my lead

Rose, who also took a few sips. Rose handed it

oblivious to the pain Gwen,

death, us four were inseparable. We all felt his death profoundly, especially Rose, who was inconsolable. After the funeral, it seemed like she slightly made more peace with her mate's death, but any idiot could see the

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