A Gift from the Goddess

Book Two – Ch.# 45

I was a devil.

Never before in my life had I felt those words to be truer than in this moment. This very second as I stood above the bodies of several enemies as they bled out around me. Nothing but rage and pain consumed me inside, feeling absolutely no remorse as I had ripped them to shreds.

From one person to the next, I had methodically ended each of them, an incredible speed in my movement as if I were maneuvering purely by muscle memory alone. Not that I had really needed to act so quickly. Because the entire time I had attacked, they had just stood there completely still, awaiting their turn. Like lambs to the slaughter, unable to move even an inch… just as I had told them to. Only a flash of fear in their eyes betrayed them as I stole their last moments.

Now, I breathed heavily, still shaking from the ordeal… still completely in human form, yet feeling as if I’d had no control over myself…. Nor had I wanted it.

No… I might have moved without being fully aware of my actions… but I didn’t fight it.

I’d relished it.

But as I started to come to grips with what was happening, there was apparently one thing that was finally able to break my trance.

Just one sound capable of bringing me back to reality.

…The soft whimpers of Myra behind me.

Immediately, I spun around and ran to her, finding her body growing colder as the wound gaped open. A sight that made me sick to look at.

“…Mmmm… Cai? Is that you…?” she asked, struggling to really see me.

I quickly reached for her wound, trying to apply pressure.

“No… It’s Rav- it’s Rheyna,” I said. “I’m here. I’m… I’m going to get you out of here.”

But her lip twitched into a faint smile, her eyes turning upward towards the sky.

“Rheyna… I’m not immortal,” she said softly, her voice so quiet. “Youthful longevity does not make me invincible. Besides… I think this is the universe’s way of finally correcting itself. I think… I think I was always meant to die in this clearing. No … I was told that I did die here once. In another timeline. How… poetic.”

“Myra… Myra, you’re not making any sense,” I said desperately. “Timelines? I don’t…. I don’t understand.”

And she closed her eyes, shaking her head ever so slightly.

“No… I don’t suppose you would…,” she said, slipping away.

“Hey! Myra! You need to open your eyes now

I’m going to get you out of here,” I cried, trying to shake her a little. “I’m going to save you. I’m going to… I’m….”

“Rheyna… leave me… behind. My time… is done…,” she rasped, her breathing becoming more shallow. “Please… save Clarissa. Promise me… you’ll save her.”

“NO! Don’t say that… I refuse. You’re not allowed to stay behind….”

It was getting harder to see her through my own tears, yet it was clear that she was quickly losing consciousness despite everything I was doing to try and save her.

“Did you hear me, Myra?!” I choked out. “I said you can’t stay here. You can’t… you can’t leave me.”

and as I felt her last breath slowly leave

“…Cai,” she sighed.

it was over.

She was… gone.

agony and yearning. To have had something so briefly, something that gave me hope and filled a hole that had been

world was

of giving me what I’d always wanted… only to rip it away. Just like with Ashwood. Just like with

It was sickening.

said to my left, limping towards me. “We don’t

to run to

to me as if nothing had happened, her focus remaining only on the trees ahead. Never looking

to reignite that same spark of fury inside me from

“You knew and you didn’t say anything. If

this, her eyes finally snapped to meet my own, irritation flaring

hunted? Get all three of us killed when you’re inevitably slowed down severely? I know you’re strong, Rheyna, but even you have limits. Stop

me angrier, standing back up

shouted. “Are you actually implying that she wanted to get killed?

“That’s exactly what

the hell are you

Rheyna. She knew that commanding all of these wolves would mean she’d become incapacitated, and she was prepared for this very outcome. She was ready. And now she has died

back! Right now!” I growled, barely able to stop myself from attacking her. “How dare you bring up my upbringing! At least you had someone, Clarissa. At least you got to know what it felt

just the tiniest of glimpses from the side, I could have

right, I did know the feeling of a loving mother figure. And no matter how many times I see her death, it never gets easier,” she said quietly. “However, at the

“…What?”

end of the day… all of this is going to be in vain if we don’t leave. Right now. Did you really want her to die

the tiniest morsel of sympathy

I did realise she was right. On one thing, at least.

want to make Myra’s sacrifice mean nothing.

on,” she snapped. “Pick me up.

behind for how she was treating me. But… Myra had wanted me to save her. It

I felt like I had

to do as she instructed, the

a minute,

guide and now, without her, it really was

here,” Clarissa said. “We’re going to start looping around the edge and heading

I asked confused. “Why? We’re already so far north.”

we speak, they’re sending people to the northern border. They’re expecting us to try and cross there since that’s the direction we’ve been running

scent

I can’t run forever… they’ll

a plan for

said, choosing not

time,

before it did. But somehow I managed to push through it, unwilling to fail again. Even if it was