My Salvation | ✔️

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

Noelle's POV:

For the next few days, I observed away from the distance. My stomach lurching, dreading everyday to see the people that were so dear to me so happy.

When Juliana finally spotted me, she excused herself away from him, and went over to me. Holding and hugging me, whispering how sorry she was that I took away my crush.

She didn't even know how much he meant to me, only that he were a mere crush.

I plastered a smile, "It's okay, Juls. It was just a puppy crush, besides... I had a mate out there. I really do wish you happiness."

She nods at me, holding me once more before letting go and going to her mate.

And I meant every word I said, I really was happy for her.

***

"Do you really have to go, Elle? It's going to be so lonely without you here. You can always search for your mate some other time. I mean, you never know, he could be around the pack areas," Juliana insisted for the hundredth time.

I chuckled lowly, tears pricking the edges of my eyes, "Yes, I have to go, Juls. It's time."

She nods, hugging me tightly.

"I'm going to miss you so much. Keep in contact with me, okay? Even if it's a text every few days or months. You're like family to me, Elle. Don't ever forget where you came from," she said, tears rolling down her pale cheeks.

I nodded knowingly, crying as her words played their part.

"I'll miss you too, Juls. Be happy, yes?"

She nods once in our embrace.

When we parted, I could see a mates mark on her, and his scent all over her. The possessiveness of an alpha wasn't to be taken lightly after all.

Finally, the man that I loved came into view. His dashingly handsome self looked the time, his presence showing that he was an alpha.

He stood behind her, and sent me a farewell smile.

Also having a sad frown, because I was his best friend. He would miss me, and he had recalled all the fond memories we had with one another.

Then again... things can never be the same again.

Never.

I went over and gave him a hug, and Juls's growl didn't go unheard from me. I let go of him, wishing him and her the best of happiness.

Juliana apologized for her possessiveness, but I let it slide.

As I boarded the car, I waved goodbye to them.

For one last time.

Because forever was always a Myth.

A few months later ~

"Order number 69." the chief called.

I went over and gracefully grabbed the dish, thanking the chief at the same time before turning around and looking for the table.

Two couples sat at the table, their hands off the technology. They seem to have been engaging in a nice conversation, especially if they were laughing.

You see, I've never understood why humans always used their phones or laptops on the tables if they have another person across from them.

If they're on a date, why spend all your time on technology when you can choose to get to know the person on the other side better?