The Gift The Moon Gave

CHAPTER NINETEEN

THIRD PERSON POV

It had already been two days passed the scheduled date for them to regroup and Cheveyo along with the rest of the family was worried. They had no means of communicating with the others, which was further cause for their anxiety to spike. No one wanted to speak of the worst scenario possible, because of they were all strong in their on right. Not to mention that Marcus was a Gamma level wolf, thought they refuse to say it, that didn't mean that they weren't thinking of the worst.

Drumming his middle finger against the side of he age worn table, Cheveyo thoughts ran rampant. He knew that having them escape with Adora was a dangerous move in itself but thought that he may have calculated just enough, given the situation they were in at the moment. Sighing harshly he banged his fist against the table has he ran his other hand down his face in anger and trepidation of what may very well be.

Walking out the back of the small beach house, he stood on the porch with his shoulders tense and form rigid, looking at what was an endless mass of water. If only he had accounted for the extra set of wolves then they wouldn't be in this mess. Aware he was of the warriors of his old tribe and the potential threat that maybe appear with the rival pack that Adriel was once affliated with. But he had gotten sloppy and had only focused on the enemy that he thought would pose the most threat and that's where he went wrong. If there was one thing his past experience had thought him, it was that no enemy should be underestimated. For even a wasp can delivery a lethal blow.

Resting her hand on his shoulders, Cassidy tried her best to comfort her husband knowing exactly what he felt, after all they were her children too. Releasing a ragged breath the man stretch his left arm over his shoulder to clasp her much smaller ones and without turning to face her he spoke.

"If anything.......it would all be on me Cassie. I should have strategized better and calculate all the possible outcome. I would never forgive myself shou-"

"No......you don't get to think like that. You did what needed to be done in the moment." Cassidy spoke as she tried to get him to face her.

"How else am I to think Cassidy? I should have been prepared for anything that may come, for heavens sake they are my children I should have been able to protect them better." At this the woman slipped her hand off of his and step backwards. Looking at him incredulously she responded.

"And they are not mine? Do you think that you're the only one suffering, bad thoughts jammed into your mind every step of the way. I am their mother Cheveyo and here I am instead of falling apart I'm trying to ensure that we don't fall apart. Have you considered our other two children an d how they must be feeling or me? Huh? We are a pack in our own right and we have feelings, so before you go pitying yourself, think about how the rest of us feel." And with that she headed back inside where her other two boys were waiting.

The truth was Cheveyo had not only felt guilt for Marcus, Zenith, Quentin and Adora, but also for Miranda. His daughter who was left behind during the chaos almost two years ago and though he could feel that she was alive, it didn't make the guilt any less or bearable.

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Navigating through the dense forest on their own would have been hard a feat to achieve . And that's why the man who had shown them the way through the thickly splayed land of green had become quite the assest. At first they were all a bit skeptical the moment he had decided to start wondering around, thinking it was all aimless they watched as brought along Adora. Which had them all following behind like the losted pups they were.

Breaking through the tree lines only to come upon fields of crops and a small village insight, they then knew they were headed in the wrong direction before. Happy to come across locals they were hopeful to be back on track with the original plan. But the greeting they had received or better yet the man whom had led them there had received was unexpected. Never had they seen such a grand display of respect shown toward anyone and it wasn't the type that was associated with fear. Bowing of heads with their knees sunken into the dried earth, all eyes downcast.