The Luna's Hidden Destiny

(Mila)

I turned my head, the faint scent of my mate surrounding me as I tried so hard to open my eyes. Rowan, he must have been here somewhere, but why can’t I feel him?

I let out a g***n, my arms heavy as a tingling sensation crawled up my limbs like they had fallen asleep and were just now waking up.

“s**t, she is awake.” I heard Blake’s deep voice coming closer to me as I furrowed my brow, wondering where I was and what had even happened. The last thing I remembered was seeing Genevieve’s limp body. Oh goddess..I hope she is okay.

“Hey, it’s okay, we are right here.” Another person who I believed to be Finn spoke and I felt someone gripping my hand but wasn’t sure exactly who.

“We have to give her a moment, she has been out for a long time.” Laura whispered, how did she get here? Did Rowan call them after the explosion?

Rowan..where was he? Why isn’t he speaking?

‘Something is wrong Mila.’

Calypso whispered, making an uneasy feeling seep into my bones as I struggled so hard just to open my eyes.

“Ro..Rowan.” I whispered, the sound barely audible even to my own ears.

“Shhh, it’s okay sweetie, it will all be okay.” Laura choked out, her voice strained as if she were trying to hold back emotion. What happened..what was wrong? Why was everyone here right now..why wasn’t my mate by my side.

I reached out, fluttering my eyes open as I searched for him blindly, trying to adjust to the bright sun that filtered into the room. Something was definitely wrong, very wrong as I soon recognized my surroundings immediately. Black Stone, how the hell did we get back here?

“What..what happened?” I croaked, focusing my gaze on Blake’s face as it came into view. He held a glass of water and his eyes looked red like he had been crying.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Here Mil, drink this first okay.” His tone was gentle and calming, making me nod my head as I took a long sip, feeling that instant relief as the cool liquid slid down my dry throat.

Then my eyes began to wander, realizing everyone was now in the room but Rowan. Sadie sat to my left, her eyes studying me carefully as Finn was next to her, holding my hand. Tristan was leaning against the wall behind Sadie while on the other side were Blake, Lottie, Genevieve, Laura, and Vincent. Relief flooded through me as I spotted Genevieve, realizing she was okay as she stared at me with an emotion I couldn’t quite decipher. Then my eyes traveled to the end of my bed, where Grandpa Scott sat. He was looking at me from across the room with a grave expression on his face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, my chest filling with anxiety as the absence of my mate was making the air grow thicker by the second.

“Where is he.” I choked out, my eyes locking onto Grandpa Scott as he stood up slowly and walked towards me.

“I’m sorry my sweet girl..I am so sorry.” He whispered, making me shake my head, no this can’t be right. This is all a bad dream..I still feel our bond so he is alive, so it can’t be that right? He just isn’t here..where is he? What happened to him? I began to spiral, those horrible thoughts overwhelming me completely.

‘Alpha Ozzy..he took him Mila.’

Sadie spoke into our link, putting me out of my misery as I sat up abruptly, attempting to get out of bed as Blake and Finn held me down.

“No Mila, you can’t.. you’re still recovering.” Blake pleaded, making my chest tighten as a strangled sob left me.

“Please..I have to find him..I have to go to him..” I begged, looking into Blake’s eyes as he shook his head no, his grip tightening around my wrist.

“Blake, let me go.” I yelled, trying to pull away from him as anger began to fill me. A wave of anger unlike anything I have ever felt.

“Sweetheart, we are doing everything we can to find him. You need to rest..you have been unconscious for twelve hours.” Laura explained and I honestly didn’t give a s**t about resting..I needed to find Rowan. Who knows what that man is doing to him! What if he..of goddess..I can’t even say it.

The image of Rowan laying lifeless on the ground flooded my mind and I jerked my hand from Blake’s grasp, my strength returning full force as I tried to get up.

“Mila stop!” He shouted, trying to pin me down as I soon became hysterical.

“I can’t let this happen again..I can’t lose him. He promised me..he promised nothing would ever keep him from me! He promised!!” I cried out, sobbing uncontrollably as Blake wrapped me in his arms, holding me tight.

“I know..we will get him back..we will Mil.” He breathed, making me shake uncontrollably as tears flooded down my cheeks. I can’t live without him..there is no way..no way at all.

Just then I heard another person walking over towards me as I felt two large hands sliding against my back as they began to hold me too.

“It’s all my fault..please forgive me.” Tristan’s deep voice rumbled against my trembling body as he too held me close.

My Beta and Gamma trying so desperately to hold me together as I felt every single piece of myself splintering apart. The weight of the situation was so heavy that I felt like I was being crushed under this horrible reality..fearing the worst every minute of being away from Rowan. He could be killed at any point in time and I will drop dead right along with him because there was no way I would ever survive without him. There was no purpose..no reason..nothing. He was my mate..he was my other half and without him, I could never be a whole person. I refused to be..

I felt that sting before..I felt that crushing weight and pain of feeling our bond unraveling..feeling it almost sever completely and I can’t do it again. I won’t…

I finally began to calm my breathing, I didn’t know how long I cried but I felt those I loved crying with me. I felt Blake in the bed, holding me tight as I slipped into those dark thoughts. I felt Sadie gripping my hand as Tristan rubbed my back and I also felt his guilt. For whatever reason he blames himself and I know it’s not his fault. There was only one man to blame and I would kill him myself. I would kill Alpha Ozzy for taking what was mine. How dare he..he doesn’t know what he has just done and I won’t be satisfied until my hands are covered in his b***d and I am kneeling over him, watching as he takes his very last breath, wishing he had never crossed me..because he would pay for this..he would pay with his life.