Chapter 13~ Full Story

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Just to jog your memory, here is the glimpse~~~

I have no idea how long I was out. I just felt sore and exhausted. Could the dead feel things?

Then I heard an angel's voice. "Lie to me once again and tell me everything's gonna be alright." It was a song. An acoustic guitar was strummed softly. But I couldn't see anything. Just darkness.

Then I was out again. Letting the darkness consume me.

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Once again, I woke up. This time I was no longer in pain. I felt pretty good acually. I forced my eyes open and looked around the room. The room I was in was made of brick. There were no pictures hung on the wall except for two windows that showed a beautiful sky tinged with pink. A door was on the far side of the room. The scent of food cooking wafted toward me. I saw a figure stirring something in a pan. 

Her long red hair oddly was oddly familiar. Like... mine...

I blinked a few times, not sure if I was seeing things right. 

Mom?

"Mom." I croaked. My voice had a strange sound to it, as if I hadn't used it in awhile.

"Honey! Thank goodness, I was so worried. You were out for a while." She sighed in relief and turned around. "I'm making your favorite. Steak with a side of mac and cheese."

Her face looked so real. But... it couldn't be her.

Could it?

"I thought you were dead." I whispered, my voice faltered and broke. A few tears slipped through. She gave me a funny look and swooped in for a hug. The way she used to do. Or the way she always does I guess.

Her petite hand ran through my hair soothingly, "Shhh. Its okay. It was just a bad dream." She murmured soothingly.

"It was a dream? Stacy isn't dead? I'm not running from the pack? Your alive? I found my ma-" I couldn't say the word mate it made my heart wrench against itself. 

She pulled away, her beautiful face contorted in worry. "Uh, no. I don't think so, you should rest. I'll wake you up when the food's done." She gently pushed me down into the soft couch. I suddenyl felt tired.

"Purity. Purity. No, no, no, no." I heard a soft voice in my head. Was that my wolf? I haven't heard from her in awhile. 

But, the echo sounded more like a male. Yet I searched my head, expecting to feel her prescence, instead, it felt empty. No wolf. 

~~Cullen's POV~~

"Purity. Purity. No, no, no, no." I whispered, my voice not strong enough to yell. My hands gripped her cold shoulders. The monitor beside her had a flat line on it. A loud beeping sound repeated itself. Letting the world know that Purity was dead. My Purity. My mate.

I moved my hands to her chest, thrusting my hands against her heart, hoping to somehow restart it.

Nothing worked.

~~Purity's POV~~

I felt a pressure on my chest and began to get worried. Suddenly I remamebered. 

"Stacy did die. My pack is trying to kill me. I did find my mate and y- you died." I spoke a bit too loud, panic seized me.

"Purity, you need to lay down. Let everything take its course. Please, please stay with me." She moved swiftly to kneel beside me, her hands carressing my hands. Her amber eyes pleading.

I felt like my heart was being yanked out of my chest. My throat closed up, inabling me to talk. I nodded slowly and eased myself back down on the couch.

~~Cullen's POV~~

For a moment. For a moment, I felt it. I felt her come back. Her heart gave a beat, as if saying, "I'm here, I'm still fighting." Then it stopped. I misread it, her heart was saying goodbye instead. I felt myself breaking. 

A tear slid down my cheek. She was gone, really gone. 

My wolf howled in agony, I so badly wanted to shift.

The doctor came in, I knew he heard everything. Two large male werewolves followed him in. Instinctively, I slid into a defensive crouch.

"Please, Alpha Cullen. We have to bury her-" One male spoke up. I silenced him with a snarl.

Shut up! Just shut up! My wolf growled viciously.

"He is grieving. The loss of a mate can drive a werewolf mad sometimes, usually Alpha's are prone to this." The doc said calmly to the werewolf that spoke up.

I hated how they talked like I wasn't standing in front of them. 

I felt my nail elongate into claws and my bones reshape themselves until I was a wolf. They backed up a bit, except for doc, who still stood calmly. "Cullen, we know your upset but there is nothing we can do." He tried to soothe me, but instead this infuriated me more. 

Suddenly, I lost the last ounce of control I had. I no longer cared.

~~Purity's POV~~

I felt so tired, I just wanted to lay there forever and sleep.

What about Cullen? You can't just leave him! 

I got up again. "No. I can't. I love you so, so much but I- I can't. I have to keep fighting." I said, forcing myself to stand. I felt myself get dizzy and my head became light headed but I kept going. I took a few steps toward the door.

I heard my mother sigh. "I know. You've always been a fighter Purity. I love you so much." 

I couldn't turn to look at her, I knew if I saw the sadness on her face that I would stay for good and give up.

When my hand grasped the metal doorknob, I felt warmth etch through me. I turned and pulled it open. It felt like I was looking into the sun. A bright light flashed until I had to close my eyes. Regardless, I took a hesitant step forward.

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I opened my eyes, now I was in what looked like the pack hospital. I looked around, my still sore muscles screamed in pain. I saw Cullen, sifted into his black wolf. The sight of him made me warm, like touching the doorknob again.

Two males were backed out into the hallway, fear scent coming off them in waves. The doc's jaw was dropped as he watched me. And Cullen let out a whine of distress as he paced in front of me. 

The doc seemed to get the message. He shooed the males from the room and he too exited with one last glance at me.

After the door clicked shut, I did what any fighter would do.

I cried.

**Author's Notes** I am so sorry it took me awhile to write thise chapter. I don't really like it but I hope you guys will. I got writer's block really bad. But nevertheless, I came through and wrote what I hope to be a good chapter.

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