#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.

“Edrick…” I cried. I threw my arms around him and fell onto him, sobbing hysterically and not caring if I got myself covered in his blood.

My fated mate was dead. There was no greater pain than this.

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

can’t,” Mina replied. “You already made the choice to stay in the real world. There’s no way for you to switch

the end of the storm came, now fell silent. Or maybe

I cried onto Edrick’s limp body. I thought it was just in my head at first, but when I suddenly froze and felt it for a second time, I sat up abruptly and wiped my tears

start to beat in

I stammered, looking down earnestly at his pale face. “A-Are you

down and placed

moment. I started to lose hope; maybe I really was just imagining it, or maybe it was a muscle

“Moana, I don’t—”

my ear harder

was: another heartbeat. Edrick was

my hands into his chest once more. This time, I focused my healing energy with even more passion and squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the tingling sensation

left. With my eyes shut, I pictured everything 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 with embarrassment when the kids teased his artwork. The way that his chest rose and fell

felt my power surge. I almost felt

“M-Moana…”

tears. He still looked asleep, but I could see it now; I could see the color returning to his face. I could see his eyes

point where I could transport him, and then I would need to get him back to

me from using this much energy to heal him, I pushed a little harder. I could see Edrick’s wounds

heal him anymore though. I feared that it would hurt

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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