You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 116 (Finale - Part 2)

Chapter 116 (Finale - Part 2)

Myra's point of view

Was I too late? No. No I can't be.

I ran as quick as my feet could have me hump through the air to his side. There he was, barely alive, gurgling with blood stained down from his mouth, to his neck, and all over his body.

He was still conscious, a thin hold of his existence. On the brink of death.

I sank to the floor beside him, as I worked him up to rest on my thighs rather than have him on the bare floor like someone unworthy of grace. He is worthy, he is more than worthy. He is my grace!

I glanced over at the unconscious dead Lucas piled next to him. Logan did it. He killed him, he was able to. He saved my life like he promised to, like he's been looking to do ever since!

"Logan!" My voice sounded broken, like a harsh realization of what is in front of me. A reality I wouldn't like to accept. He was in this condition because of me, he's hanging on a short life thread because of me. He's about to lose his life now because of me.

No. No he won't sacrifice his life for me, he won't die for me, he has to live for me. There's no point in existing if the one person I've managed to love ends up leaving me. No point in existence!

I slid my hand into his so he could tell of my presence. So he could fight for his life and not die on me.

"Salome please we need to heal him," I pleaded with my wolf. I don't know if I'm capable, I couldn't heal Linda when I tried to. And there's no way I'm letting him die.

I don't want the same to be for Logan. He can't die, he can't die for me, he can't! He doesn't deserve it. He deserves better, he deserves to live, for himself and for me, for the people he loves.

"M-myra!" His closed lids struggled to pull apart as his palm squeezed at mine.

"Yes yes. Logan I'm here, I'm here for you. You won't die, I promise. This won't be the end of us, this can't be! We won, we already won, I'm not losing you!" Tears pooled out of my eyes at the flashback of how we began and how we came to end at this junction.

He was my destined guardian Angel.

"Listen to me." He coughed, more blood spilling out of his mouth. "I don't have much time left, and I need-" he coughed again.

I couldn't bear the sight of him pain, I want to ease it, I want to take it away, I want the pain for myself.

Tears filled my eyes the more, pain struck at my heart. "Salome!!!!!!"

'I can't help okay! His soul is too far gone I'm not even sure of how he's still alive and talking to you, I can feel he no longer has a heart. Like it was cut away from him but still inside of him!'

No!

He's still talking. He's still breathing! Salome doesn't know what she's talking about. Logan isn't dead, he's not dying! Not today, not now, not ever until we've lived out our rightful time on earth! No!!!!

"You have all the time Logan, I'm going to heal you." I assured him in teary voice before I shut my eyes and settled my palm on his chest.

If I could repair the heart. Then this will all be over.

"I love you Myra, I want you to know that." His words served as the perfect push I needed to summon on my strength and began to mend back his literally broken heart.

"I love you not because I was destined to, I love you not because I was fated to. It's because I met you, I discovered you, I got to know you, and then I fell into a deep mess of a love with you."

I wailed as I continued on fix him up, his words the cruelest tug on my emotions.

"You are beautiful, you're strong, you're resilient, and you're Myra De Vries. The woman I, Logan BlackWood saw and believed her to be his happiness, his source of joy, and his mountain of peace."

You're mine too. You're my happiness, my everything.

"My heart will always beat for you, even when it beats no longer. For the idea of you in my life is enough to keep me alive while I'm no more."

"Worry less my darling for we're cursed fate. But a beautiful one at least, I'm glad I was yours, even if it wasn't for long."

"No! Stop this Logan, we're not a cursed fate! Stop!" The more he speaks, the more my own heart fails and the more I feel like we're cursed truly.

"You still don't get it do you?..." His voice cracked into shambles, his tone an evident reflection on what was left of him, of his heart and feelings. Sad and broken. "We're a cursed fate,"

He was right. Of course he was, but I won't let him know that. Instead, "Yet we're fated. Ordained by the goddess, written in the stars." My head fell onto his, our pacing breaths a matching rhythm.

"I'm not leaving you, Logan. If you die, we die together. And if you live, we live together." Softly, my voice assured before I leaned my face further into his, to capture the essence of his presence, to remind myself that he's still breathing.

That there's still a fight to fight for.

And instead of exhausting what is not there to exhaust. In a small whisper, "I wish you are healed. I wish for you to come back to me."

There was no words from him any longer, he went totally silent. No air came through his mouth, no breaths from him to keep me sane, his heart rate stilled and there was no single beat.

No!

'I think the universe wanted him to have a last word with you was why he was able to talk to you when his soul was already long gone. I'm sorry Myra, I too can no longer feel his wolf.'

No!

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I leached into a painful scream.

The END.

Author's Note: Hey Siri, play me Dynasty by MIIA.