A/N: I know I have left you hanging for a while. Sorry about that! I truly am, but I just haven't been able to find the words or way to write this chapter.
As I struggled to write this I was debating on whether this should be the final chapter or not before an epilogue. However, I knew that I could not leave it hanging as it is, so there is going to be one more chapter and then I will see if I am feeling an epilogue or not. The way that this is ending I don't know if one will be needed.
Anyways, this chapter is a bit longer than usual. I guess you deserve that as I have taken such a long time to get it out! I truly hope that it was worth the wait.
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The sensation of free falling is not one that I particularly cared for. Typically, I would be up for the rush of adrenaline, because it always made me feel alive, but feeling alive was not something that I was going for. I had freely given myself over to the thought of it being the end, of being free from pain. It was like no matter what I did someone, or something was always there to take away my free will. In this case, if I am even thinking clearly which is entirely up for debate, The Moon Goddess had taken the choice of living or dying away from me.
The longer I felt like I was falling the more and more my anxiety rose, waiting for the inevitable impact. I clutched to Obsidian, like she was the parachute that was going to keep me from hitting the ground. But the feeling never went away, I just kept falling and falling there was no end.
"Open your eyes. And let go of me!" Obsidian growled out.
"NO!" I replied panicked. "Why would I open my eyes?"
"Tell me how I got stuck with you again?" She snarked.
"You're mean!"
"And your dumb. Open you damn eyes woman!" Sid yelled out at me.
"No!"
"Yes! Wake up."
"Can't do that if I am falling to my death."
Obsidian growled out in frustration, "You are not dying you fool! And you sure as hell ARE NOT falling!"
Slowly I pried my eyes open, or at least I tried to. I got them cracked a bit, but the light hurt, so I closed them again. "How?"
"You are such a tool! Again, I ask, how did I get stuck with you?!"
"No need to be a bitch."
"Well I am a bitch." Obsidian and I chuckled together. "And you were never falling, you are just an idiot."
"Why are you so mean to me?" I asked, feigning hurt.
"It's fun." I rolled my eyes, well figuratively rolled my eyes at my wolf. "I saw that!" She barked at me. "Now, will you wake up?"
"I don't want to."
"We already went over this."
"I know, but I still don't want to."
"This is stupid. Just wake up!"
"Not ready." I huffed. I knew I sounded like a child, but I just didn't care. I still was not sure if I was ready to wake, ready to be among the land of the living. Regardless of what the Moon Goddess had said, what she wanted, I still wasn't sure what I wanted.
Obsidian kept yapping at me, but I was doing my best to tune her out. I wanted some rest and relaxation as I tried to figure out what I wanted. Did I really want to wake up? Did I have a choice anymore? Was my body ready for me to wake up if I decided I wanted to? How bad were my wounds?

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Loving Obsidian
Werewolf**WARNING** This story has some dark and violent parts to it. This is your trigger warning, proceed at your own risk. **** Lyanna I am lost. I have been broken, thrown away by those that were supposed to love me. Then I meet him, maybe I can give...