Chapter 136 Bond
Chapter 136: Bond
Milo pov
“A curse? Why didn't Damon tell me?”
"Since you will never see the sun again, let me explain to you." She shrugged af if she was doing the world a favour. But from the glint in her eyes she was really enjoying this. “Damon and his sister Selen were born strong, very strong but it came with a price. Every blood moon, they transform into a mindless beast. It's something their father suffered from before. Through the joint action of the council he was taken down…” she paused as if savouring her story.
“Old stories might repeat themselves again.”
A gasp escaped my throat. According to Catherine Damon would fall prey to his current in the blood moon and turn into a mindless beast. And the council would put him down.
The blood moon was in three days.
“Noo, it can't happen” I screamed, “let me go!!”
"Well, who knows what he'll do? Maybe he'll kill his own people. Maybe he'll destroy everything he's built before the council finally puts him out.”
“Noo!!”
She opened the door
“But you love him, why allow them to kill him!”
She paused, her poisonous eyes narrowing dangerously for a second, I thought she would attack me, but then it was gone, in its place was the vile smile that looked so fake.
“He made his choice.” She said simply,
"Sweet dreams, little omega. Try not to think about all the blood on your hands."
“Noooo…”
The door slammed shut behind her. The sound echoing together with the sound of my screams.
I screamed till my voice became sore, but nobody listened to me. My skin was scorching red from the silver chain burn, but none of the pain registered.
I was left alone in the darkness.
Alone with my thoughts. My guilt, my fear.
Was Catherine right? Was I really the cause of all this pain?
I thought about everyone back at the pack. James. The warriors who have no choice but to protect their pack, my shadow friends… Daphne who had fought bravely for me. Was she alright?
Were they dead? Hurt? All because of me?
I thought about the dream.about the white wolf destroying everything. The wolf that looked like me.
What if that was real? What if that was my future?
What if I really was the monster?
I pulled at the chains, but they didn't budge. The silver burned my skin.
Somewhere out there, a war was happening. People were dying, Damon was suffering from an unknown curse.
And I was stuck here, Useless, Helpless.
Just like I had always been.
Weak little Milo. The omega nobody wanted.
Maybe it would be better if I just disappeared. If I never existed.
Maybe everyone would be better off without me.
I closed my eyes, trying not to let the tears pour out.
"Damon," I whispered to the darkness. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
I tried to reach out with my eyes closed. To find that connection I had felt before when he woke me up with his blood. It was like a second heartbeat in my chest
But then I felt something.
It was faint, barely anything, but it was there.
I could feel him through the so-called bond, but the connection was so weak, it was like shouting through the wall. And he was angry. So much rage, so angry. And in pain. So much pain.
But he was alive.
The second heartbeat pulsed suddenly, like he heard me.
Like he was saying something back
Will find you, find you, mine.”
Then suddenly, they exploded. I almost choked at the blood lust that spilled from the bond.
FURY, VIOLENCE. RAGE,”
All mixed in one. Something was happening to him. Something terrible.
"No!" I screamed, pulling against the chains so hard they cut into my wrists. "Damon, stop! Whatever you're doing, stop!"
But he couldn't hear me.
The connection suddenly went dark.
I was truly alone now.
Without knowing it, the tears I have been trying to hold poured down uncontrollably.
Even now, even apart, he was still fighting for me.
I wouldn't give up. I couldn't.
Somehow, someway, I would get back to him.
Or I would die trying.
Damon's POV
“Damon!”
“Alpha…”
“Are you alright alpha”
“Destroy all, kill them all”
Different voices swarmed my head that felt like it would explode.
I sat up slowly slightly disoriented. my whole body felt like tons of needles were buried under my skin.
I tried opening my eyes, but all I could see was white for the first time. Then followed by pain that slammed into me like a trailer.
Blood rose to my throat immediately, I leaned forward staining the ground red with my own blood.
After almost heaving out my intestine, I cleaned my mouth, and tried opening my eyes after trying so many times. This time I felt a light pang of pain, but nothing I couldn't handle… not until I saw my surroundings.
my heart stopped.
I was lying on the grass. Wet grass. No, not wet from water.
Wet from blood.
Bodies lay lifeless scattered all around the grass.
Some in wolf form. Some humans, many of them wore a foreign symbol I couldn't realise at first glance.
Friends. Enemies. I couldn't tell anymore.
They were all dead.
"No," I whispered. "No, no, no."
I looked down at myself. My clothes were gone. My skin was covered in blood and scratches…
Something deep tells me that the blood I was covered in was not mine…
"What have I done?"