Chapter 242: The Tears of a Lover

Moana

Edrick’s hand suddenly fell limp. The smile on his face faded as his eyelids fluttered shut, and at that exact moment, I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.

“No…” I whispered, my throat closing up already. “Edrick?”

He didn’t answer. I felt a sob catch in my throat.

Without thinking, I pressed my hands into his wounds. I heard the flesh and the blood squelch beneath my touch as my vision became clouded with tears.

“Come on,” I said, my voice shaking violently as I pressed harder and tried to focus my energy.

“It’s no use, Moana,” Mina said, sounding full of regret. “I’m sorry. His wounds were too deep.”

I shook my head in disbelief and just pushed harder on Edrick’s wounds. His body shifted beneath my touch, filling me with a false sense of hope that he was still alive. But he wasn’t — he was dead. When I felt his neck, there was no pulse.

There was no containing my grief anymore. As a keening wail started to rumble in my throat, I felt the tears spill out of my eyes and pour down my cheeks.

fell onto him, sobbing hysterically and not caring if I

mate was dead. There was no greater pain than

want to go back!” I cried out to Mina. “Let me go back!

replied. “You already made the choice to stay in the real

wind. The birds, which had just been singing as the end of the storm came, now fell

onto Edrick’s limp body. I thought it was just in my head at first, but when I

start to beat in his

I stammered, looking down earnestly at his

down and placed my ear on his

happened for a moment. I started to lose hope; maybe I really was

“Moana, I don’t—”

my

it was: another heartbeat.

energy with even more passion and squeezed

that I loved about Edrick… Everything that I wanted to see again. His smile, his laugh, the feeling of his warm arms around me. His face, red

power surge. I almost felt sick from it, but I

“M-Moana…”

but I could see it now; I could see the color returning to his face. I could see his eyes moving slightly beneath

too much. I needed to get him to a point where

pushed a little harder. I could see Edrick’s wounds

anymore though. I feared that it

me,” I said, leaning down to him and cupping his face in my hands, “I’m going to take you back to the mansion on my back, in my wolf form. Can you hold

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