Wild Wolves

Finale- The Separation

Daniel

My head was as light as feather, but I feel better after the long rest. I just noticed that I was in a hospital- wearing a half-naked gown dress, nasal
cannula placed inside my nose and an IV needle pierced my wrist.

My arm brushed a curly, brown hair girl beside my bed. I stared at Lydia that asleep, she might haven't slept for days accompanied me. Poor her.

Dark circle shading under her eyes, and when I stroked strands of her hair, she woke up and brushed her eyes. "Hey".

"Hey," I greeted back. Feels so great to see her again.

"How do you feel?" She asked. "Good," I replied and smiled. "Guess I looked terrible right now, huh?".

It was a joke. She chuckled and said,
"No, you didn't". Her fingers played my hand and she kissed my knuckles. I immediately know what she meant after she told me about my appearance.

I looked a lot different now.

Wider chest, prominent nose, bigger body, muscles bulged, larger claws and even the shape of my face had changed.

High cheekbones make my face sharply handsome, not to mention even my jawline was visible and perfectly sculptured. I looked dashing.

"Thank you," she spoke. I raised my eyebrow at her.

"For saving my life," she finished.

"Mention not," I replied. "I was so scared back then, I started to think that I'll lose you forever" she confessed. The honesty in her voice tells me everything.

Tears suddenly roaming her eyes. "I'm sorry," her voice was heartbreaking.
"It's all my fault-"

"No," I retorted. "It wasn't your fault, it's my choice," I explained. She needs to know about the whole blood-drinking thing was my decision.

She was dying and I couldn't think of anything other than to feed her. Now she was fine and I feel grateful for that.

"Daniel-" she breathed deeply like she was about to say something that wasn't a good thing to hear. I started to get a bad feeling about this.

Judging by her expression, the conversation could go a lot worse.

Before I could say anything, she already let go of my hand and leaned back in the chair. Silence accompanied us.

"I-" she paused, hesitated. "I've been thinking, since the incident. That I was a threat to you," the words were a poison that affecting my heart. It ached.

Damn it.

"I was no good for you. And, it's best if we stay apart and keep our distance, for sake of your safety," she gulped bitterly. My ears started to heat up.

"Daniel, you should understand. We're not meant to be together. It's like, nature vs nurture. It's just wrong-"

"How can you tell?" I snapped and she trailed off by surprise. It took a lot of effort to lower my tone. Something she said just makes me upset. It doesn't make any sense. At all.
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Lydia

"You can't tell someone how they feel. it's like the way I feel about you, but it's killing me to know that you will do anything to deny your feelings for me,"
He said it with a load of confidence.

To him, it was that simple.

But not for me. Losing him was my worst nightmare, how could I live my life without him? Did he know what is he talking about?

I loved him but I could be the same reason to take his soul away. How irony is that?

I shook my head.

"You shouldn't trust me in the first place," I stated. My heart was lonely, that's it. And it was survival instinct that drove me into him. Nothing else.

All of this was an illusion, we both know that I'm not what he needs.

Self-loathing started to fill in. I beginning to hate myself for what I am.

"All I want what to get to know you, get close to you-"

"It's impossible," I snapped. "I know," he replied, ocean blue eyes staring in mine. Shone with hope and desire and need. The need to connect, connect with something predatory like me.

Deadly.

"But I want to," his last words caused me to be deadpanned.

I shrugged, this is so hard for both of us. The separation was a great obstacle that ever disturbing us. It didn't help at all.

The more effort for us to stay apart, the more struggle for us to stay together.

Neither of us couldn't deny the strong connection and chemistry between us.

It just can't.

"I'm sorry," I apologised one last time and got on my feet. "No," Daniel begged. Tears streaming down my cheeks and I looked at his pitiful and desperate expression. It broke my heart to pieces.

Something in me telling me to stay. It burned and ached my heart, I started to realised how much I've grown attached to him. I can't do this, not when he's begging for me not to leave like this.

"Please, don't leave me. I love you," he said finally with the slightest hope that I would listen to him. "I love you".

He started to cry either. I couldn't stare at his eyes much longer.

The temptation was too great.

"I know" I sobbed. "Please..." He begged.

"You are the only one I have got. I can't live without you, I can't live by myself,"

It's true. But I have no choice.

It's now or never.

I can't stay here much longer, I have to leave while I still have the strength to do it. I leaned closer to him.

"Please don't, please I begging you," he pleaded, he's panting as his fingers tried to reach my hand. God, give me strength.

"I love you, Daniel. Always. But I know you deserve a better person" I said, hopefully, he would understand.

He was speechless when I planted a soft kiss on his forehead. Breathed his scent like it was our last goodbyes. But, only the difference is, we damn sure that it's going to be the last.

I placed my forehead against him, my face was inches away from him. Instead of warm now he was scorching hot like an animal. But, his scent was still the same. His breath was addicting.

"Please," he whispered.

"Don't leave me," I silenced him with brushing my lips against his. Feeling every inch of him, and immediately regret it because it just makes the whole thing even more difficult.

"Goodbye. Daniel," I pulled away from him, vanished out of his sight in a blink of an eye. And while I ran, I think I heard him yelled my name in despair.

I hate this, I hate myself. I hate the fact in my life that I couldn't love anyone.

It breaking us apart.

And that's for the best.

I swear to myself right at this moment, I'll never see him ever again and disappear forever.

Sometimes, if you want to save someone you love. You have to kill yourself that loved them first.

I cried when I wrote this, am I cruel for separating them both? But, FYI. The story already ends. (Sobbed)
I hoped it's worth it. Now, let me know if I should make a second book series. I already had the whole story plot to write.

If the request was much, I will. If not, it's ending that way.

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Till we meet again. Bye 💔💔💔😭😭