Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Why is he back?
Selene’s POV~
The crowd was loud at first with countless questions arising, but slowly it began to thin. People drifted away one by one, still murmuring, still afraid of the unknown danger. Soon the chaos was nothing but a faint echo in the ground.
But I stood there.
I was not looking at Navien’s broken body anymore. I was not even looking at Meriya’s pitiful act. My eyes were stuck on him.
Lucian.
I had heard the stories. That he left the pack half a year ago. That he disappeared without a trace. And yet... here he was.
This news had actually given me relief, that I didn’t have to face him. I was relieved that he was not in the pack and that I wouldn’t have to cross paths with him.
But now he was here, standing in front of me. Why did he decide to come back? Couldn’t he just wait a few more days until I left this pack forever? It would have been good if he wasn’t here.
I could not understand. But the truth was, it was not the timing that shook me most. It was him.
Because if there was anyone in this world who had ever touched me most deeply, it was him.
Lucian.
grew up with his dreams. His voice. His presence in my heart. Whatever it was, it shaped me more than I wanted to admit. And now he was here again, standing so close yet so far, and I did not
I hated myself for it. Tears pushed up without my permission.
whom I had once seen my future with, and now he was
like I was grieving something—but what was it? Something that could never have been mine? Something
was what I was. Always
eyes away from him and melted into the crowd, slipping out before anyone could see me. My steps were quick, almost desperate, like I could outrun the feelings
stopped. I found a quiet place under the sky and tilted my head back. The stars were faint above
had touched me. I had learned how to do this. How
heart... my heart
was like my chest could not hold it. Like my heart wanted to tear itself free and
laughed, but the sound died as a broken smile
one left behind, the one who had nothing, the one who was foolish
Pathetic. Always pathetic.
heavily, pressing my hand against my chest, as if I could hold
past, Selene," I whispered to
one thing left
free. Free from these chains, free from this pain, free from the cruel roots this
then... I would
I would not wait a
had already realized this world had nothing to offer
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