Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,243

It was one of the many reasons why we couldn't stay together. The world of magic was far more dangerous than our world of wolves. We held a level of morals that they sadly didn't, and it was enough to tug us apart.

Would she cry over my death? Would she finally escape the clutches of her family and realize how loved she was? Would she finally get rid of that bad assistant? Would my best friend finally allow herself to be loved after rejection after rejection?

I bet that was how it felt to her. That she could never be loved because of the family she was born into and what was at stake. Maybe my death could change that. My death could make her realize how short life was and that she deserved to be loved.

Deserves to be free.

I was losing so much strength, and the thoughts of all those I loved seemed to leave me in a moment of peace. Who knew what would happen to Roberto. Would he care if I died?

I never got to meet Ruby again, and I'd yet to see my mother. It was times like these when I wished I could grasp the memories that were surely deep within myself. To get a glimpse of her beauty, her power, and maybe see why I was who I was.

Maybe figure out why I was somehow able to do all I've done so far.

I hated this reality; that I was forced to give up. I didn't have any energy left to swim upward, but if I did, I would. Was this what I lacked to truly be an Alpha? That extra push of resilience to go against the strings of my reality and push my limits to new heights?

That surely was it. That was what Dimitris could see and I couldn't.

Would he miss William? Would Saint miss Willa? He did seem to have a soft spot for my psychotic madness. That could have been why she'd somehow bonded with him.

I feel like I'm such an odd prodigy. Heck, I could be one of a kind. Endangered Psycho Alpha Princess on the loose.

If I could smile, I would at that thought, but time was ticking, and I wasn't going to deny that I was really on the verge of death.

"Willow!"

The voice was closer, extremely close, but I couldn't see anything. I was just sinking in this place of darkness, but there was a pinch of warmth near me.

A comforting warmth.

Something touched my cheek, followed by the other cheek, but still, nothing was following me into this never-ending lagoon. Their touch made me calmer, and their protectiveness was uniquely different from what I'd felt in the past.

I wondered who it was, but then for a brief second, it felt like I was smelling a rich cologne – the kind of aroma I knew only one within our pack would invest in.

Dimitris?

Saying I felt a bit surprised was an understatement, but the relief that overflooded me was indescribable. I couldn't grasp how he had swum down here, or why I couldn't physically see him, but I could feel him.

I wished I could change into William and greet him - kiss him not out of spite or desire, but just out of the love that was growing between us. I knew deep within he struggled to love. He was frightened to lose someone dear to his heart again.

I bet if I survived, he'd break up with me so he wouldn't have to carry the burden of his emotions for the sake of the pack, but something told me it was far too late for that.

He loved me enough to find me in the depths of the darkness. That meant something, right?

"Willow," he repeated my name as if to get my attention, and this was my chance to tell him. To let him know this wasn't my intention.

I wasn't sure if speaking would only hasten my demise, but at this point, I didn't care. This was my one chance to say it, and Dimitris had to know so he could tell the rest of my pack.

My pack...Willow's Forbidden Pack.

"I didn't mean to die, Dimitris." My words somehow echoed through the space, even though it felt like I was underwater. The sound of my pleading words encouraged me to continue. "I...don't want to die. I didn't mean to kill myself. Is that's what is going on? If so...I'm sorry. You were right. Somehow, you're always right...and I'm fucking scared to die this