The Rejected Luna Queen novel Chapter 159

Alpha Bane's POV

Five Years Later

"This life is a mess," I muttered to myself. "There's no reason to live anymore."

I walked back to the Castle after spending some time in the garden talking to myself like a madman.

Ever since the loss of my son, I hadn't been myself. I followed every lead that I got and did all I could to find Dylan but I failed woefully. All those journeys were fruitless.

After two years, I stopped searching and resigned to my fate. I had lost him. There was nothing I could do about it. Yet, it was a fate that I couldn't just get myself to accept. I couldn't bear the fact that I was going to live without my son.

At some point, I had hoped that Dylan would try to use him to get to us. I felt he was going to use him as bait to get his hands on Aurora and me. I wondered why he hadn't reached me. The last thing I wanted was for my child to grow up, seeing that monster as his father instead of me. I wondered what lies he and Sophia must have fed the boy.

My relationship with Aurora had also taken a hit by all that happened. We barely talked to each other and she never even slept in the same room with me. She was still mad that I failed to listen to her and regardless of how hard and how much I pleaded with her, she just wasn't having it.

Every night, I'd head to her room, standing in front of her door and I'd hear her wailing in pain. I tried to stop her from harming herself but she wouldn't agree. Instead, she got more pissed that I was preventing her from grieving her son; a son that she lost solely because of me.

She decided that she couldn't stand being in the same Pack with me as my presence always reminded her of what she had lost so she packed up some of her things and headed to her Pack to visit her parents.

"I won't be back until after a few weeks," she said to me before leaving on a carriage, not even caring to say goodbye.

It was already getting dark and I needed to get to the Castle so I could do a very simple thing that always helped me hold myself together. If I was told some time ago that I was going to depend on wine to be happy, I'd have disputed it vehemently. Yet, there I was, a shadow of myself, and a wine babbler.

Suddenly, as I began to take faster strides, I heard a sound that got my attention.

"My Alpha! My Alpha!"

I heard my name twice, albeit faintly and I knew who was calling. It was Donald. No matter how faint his voice seemed to be, I could never miss it for any reason. After spending so many years together, it was impossible for me not to easily recognise his voice. Besides, he was the only one who could tell my name from that far and get away with it.

I slowed down a bit so that he'd catch up and quickly say whatever thing he felt he needed to so that I'll be on my way. I didn't have any more time to waste as my head was already wobbly.