Chapter 18


    Xavier''s POV


    She is gone.


    I couldn''t believe it. But the pain says otherwise. Not only did I feel the pain, so did the entire Kingdom


    as I heard howls of pain. The kingdom felt the pain of their Luna Queen''s death.


    I fall to the ground on my knees. This can''t be happening. This shouldn''t have happened. This is all my


    fault.


    "We got their location." I heard Thomas voice. I quickly stood up and grabbed him by his cor. "Where


    are they?" I demanded. He hurriedly gave me the location.


    "Nathan, gear up. We have witches to kill." I snarled. We quickly gathered people and went to the


    location. To our surprise they were still there.


    We barged into the building. There they were sitting around a table in a circle. The moment I saw the


    witch that tortured my mate, I grabbed her by the neck.


    "Where is she!" I yelled at her. She turned her head and pointed towards some ashes. I look at it


    bewildered. "Turn into ashes." she said smirking.


    "I am going to rip you into pieces bitch." I snarled out. All the others had already killed the other witches


    and is watching us. Nathan had went in front of the ashes and kneeled down crying at it.


    "Go ahead. I don''t care anymore. I had my revenge. Herst thoughts was that you killed her." she said


    with no fear. I couldn''t control my wolf anymore. He had shifted.


    We circled the witch, our prey. Before anyone can blink, we pounced on her ripping her into pieces. We


    ripped her until there was barely anything left of her.


    We stood there ring at what was left of her in front of me. My wolf gave me back control as I shifted


    back. One of the warrior gave me a shorts as I slipped into it.


    I rushed to where Nathan. "No. This can''t be happening." I whispered. "She is gone. My baby sister is


    gone." Nathan said crying.


    She is really gone. Not even her body was here for me to hug and cry. I cannot take this pain. I just


    cannot. Everyone in that room was crying.


    I let out the most ferocious growl ever. I want her back. I need her back. Moon goddess please give her


    back to me. I prayed. But nothing happened. She was gone.


    Nathan grabbed her ashes and put it in a jar there. "We have to go." Nathan said pulling me. But I


    stayed rooted to the ground. I couldn''t care.


    He continued to pull me up but, I didn''t move an inch. He eventually gave up and went. I stayed there


    not uttering or moving.


    "I am so sorry." I said hoping she could hear me. "I am so sorry little one. I shouldn''t have pushed you


    away. I am so sorry for those hurtful words." I cried.


    "I didn''t mean any of it." I paused. "Truth be told, I was scared. I was scared of letting you in. But you


    crushed my walls with no effort and that scared me a lot."


    "I love you, little one." I whispered in realisation. My eyes went wide with the words that came out. "I


    love her." I said again unbelievingly.


    "What have I done!" I yelled. If only I had epted my feelings for her and not told her those harsh


    words, she wouldn''t have ran of into the woods. She wouldn''t have been kidnapped.


    She''d still be alive. This is all my fault. Even my wolf was ming me. And he was right. Our mate was


    gone because of my selfishness.


    I sat there for hours crying and ming myself before I had the courage to go back. I slowly made my


    way back to the pce.


    "When I went back, I saw my mum, Amelia''s parents, Nathan, Ang and her 3 friends. All of them


    were crying. It was pouring outside. Matching our emotions.


    I walked passed them not wanting to face them with my guilty face, when Nathan stopped me. "What


    did Amelia meant when she said that you hate her?"


    I stopped on my tracks. Everyone was looking at me for answers. And I knew I had to answer them. I


    sighed before exining to them what happened before she was kidnapped.


    As I finished my exnation, I felt a pain in my jaw. Nathan has punched me. And I deserved it. "You


    asshole. How could you do this."


    "My baby sister would have been alive, if not for you." he screamed. Everyone tried pulling him away


    while I just stood there. What he said was right and there was no denying in that.


    "All she ever did was love you and care for you. No matter how badly you treated her, she still loved


    you. Even in herst breathe she defended you!"


    I hung my head in shame as tears continued. He let go off me and walked off, Ang following him to


    calm him down.


    Her friends just walked away in silent. "You maybe our Alpha King, but today, you are nothing but the


    reason for the death of my child." Mr Rose said walking away with his crying mate.Original content from N?velDrama.Org.


    The only person that was there was my mum and me. As I walked closer to her, she took steps back


    making me halt in my steps.


    "Mum?" I said as she just walked away. I was left alone. Left alone to my thoughts. Left alone with my


    demons.


    I started throwing everything and breaking things. No matter what I do, I can''t seem to get rid of the


    pain. It was a pain that I have never felt.


    I started walking back to my room when I stopped at her floor and my legs automatically went to her


    room door. I stopped outside her door.


    I slowly opened her door and entered. Immediately her scent hit me calming me down. I slowly made


    my way inside.


    It looked simple. There wasn''t much decoration. Just a few photos of her family and friends. She even


    had a photo she took with the pack children. She was so good with kids.


    I went to her study table and saw her books. I picked up one of them and saw it was about psychology.


    She wanted to be a psychologist.


    I smiled at it. She was so good at understanding people. It was no doubt she would want to be a


    psychologist.


    I walked to her closet and opened it. Most of her clothes were grey. And I realised her favourite colour


    was grey. I took one of her hoodie and sat at her bed.


    I looked at my side and saw a side table. I opened the draw, and saw a diary. I took it out and flipped


    open it. I was shocked at what I saw.


    It was a sketch of me. I flipped the pages and started reading. She had expressed her feelings for me


    in her diary. The more I read, the more I cried.


    Her feelings for me was so pure and strong, I felt honored. She loved me so much, it must have hurt


    her so much with the way I treated her.


    I cried and cried that exhaustion took over and I ended sleeping in her bed with her scent surrounding


    me. I have be a broken man.