Chapter 217
Chapter 217
Please let her die. Please kill her. Goddess, please, let him cut her down.
Her prayers, like they’d been before, had gone unanswered. Selene’s wolf moves gracefully against their father, her wolf swift and agile and evading any and all attacks her father makes. Teeth meant to grab hold snap at air and claws meant to cut deep swipe at nothing. he feels him get angrier and aggravated. She feels him losing his temper and abandoning all forms of logic just to get one hit on her. Hestia feels him lose concentration.
It was his downfall.
Selene stops playing around, much like how cats would play with mice and was quick to dig her claws into his side. Her father roars out, moving away as quickly as he can but fails to move farther enough away. Selene was back on him instantly. $2
She knows the end is near. Her father’s time is running out. Hestia takes her eyes off the two and stares at Williams. She shakes her head, voice breaking as she cries out,
“Why won’t you do anything? Stop her!”
The Chancellor merely raises a brow and looks back at the two wolves,
“Your father has just outed himself as a traitor. He taunted a full fledged Alpha knowing exactly how dominant and dangerous they are when provoked. You want to stop justice? Be my guest. Go on, Luna. Stop her.”
Hestia’s mouth hangs open and all she could do was turn back.
She wouldn’t kill him, would she? She wouldn’t, right? Not in front of all the Alphas and most of all, their mother. That would be taking it too far, right?
But then Selene’s jaw unhinged and her tongue came out to lick off the blood painting her sharp teeth and the feral glaze in her eyes confirmed her thoughts.
Nothing was “too far” at this point.
Anyone else who got involved and got hurt in the middle of all this was inconsequential.
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Any trace of hope died on her tongue as she watched in horror, Selene bite down at Benicio’s arm and rip the limb right off his shoulder.
The scream was stuck in her throat.
The unbridled fear and cries of surprise burst all around them and Hestia knew right then and there, she would be next. Goddess, she would be next. She sucks in a shaky breath, her hand lifting aimlessly up toward her mother when had she fallen to the ground?– and tries
shake herself out of her shock.
Blood.
So much of it.
Red.
So much red.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. This wasn’t her destiny. She was supposed to be one who
ruled all.
Isn’t that what Ivory said?
*this was as selene and the gang went to sacred pool. Meaning they didn’t do the blood test
shit whatever the fuck yet*
She couldn’t put her finger on it.
Meredith knew in an instant something was wrong.
The all–telling heat from the drop of her stomach spreading caution into the depths of her
heart was something she could never ignore. Years as an Alpha taught her to always follow her instincts. They were rarely wrong.
It’s what made her pick up Selene all those years ago.
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Beaten down, battered, broken, betrayed, pitiful Selene clinging to the lifeless body of a small child with eyes so empty she could almost see herself reflect from those hard, glassy blues. Meredith could almost see the same desperation, sorrow, agony, pure heartbreak that she herself was subjected to after losing Kit.
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But then she saw that too.
Underneath the pain and despair was that spark of unwavering determination.
Then that spark let loose into raging flames. Slowly spreading, Meredith watched the broken young girl’s heart grow stone cold with nothing but vengeance fueling her will for
survival. She watched the naive, dewy–eyed blonde get consumed with her own guilt and anguish. She watched as the young female held onto anger.
he same anger and will that drove Meredith to where she was today.
It was then that Meredith decided she wouldn’t host a competition for her Alpha seat. It was then that Meredith knew she found her future Alpha.
Blinking away her nostalgia, Meredith hummed to herself and leaned into the chair sitting
up at the patio. The sudden buzzing of her phone caught her attention. With a glance to her
side, she read Isaac’s name across the screen.
She pursed her lips. That sick, nagging feeling of something wrong tugging at her core.
Perhaps she should visit Selene.
They say you should never let anger control you. That you should forgive and forget with time. That Karma would eventually come around and find those who wrong you. That living with the weight of hatred on your shoulders was not a life to live. That it will only weigh you down. That you should be the bigger person and ‘let it go‘.
It’s so easy to say those things.
So easy to claim you would.
But what if it doesn’t?
What if there was no ‘karma‘? No retribution? No justice to what you’ve suffered through?
What if the long–awaited karma never comes?
And even if it did, would it really feel just as good than knowing you inflicted that sort of pain yourself? That you brought down the fist of justice so rightfully deserved?
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