The Prophecy Luna

Chapter Thirty-Four

I'd been going in and out of sleep. Pain and confusion would envelop me when I wake, my arms reaching out for Harry but not finding him there.

Whereas nightmares of car accidents and bloody bodies haunted me when I was asleep.

There was no respite from all of these.

I was staring at the wall, feeling the dull ache on my shoulder. I was finally awake long enough to remember the recent events - the Moon Goddess' visit, her punishment, and Gummy's accident.

I hadn't heard anything from Louis yet. He and Liam hadn't been back to see me and update me with what happened with my grandmother. I was worried that her condition was worse than what the told me.

But most of all, I thought of Zayn. I remembered him now. I remember that he was my best friend and the boy I was unrequitedly in love with. I remember the night we had a huge fight was the same night I went missing. How we were shot, and how Harry was forced to bite him and turn him into a werewolf to save his life.

Harry. Dear Harry and his unselfish heart. He knew how much Zayn meant to me and he knew how much it would crush my heart if Zayn died.

Harry did it for my sake. I knew he did. Even though he knew it was going to hurt him even more.

Why do I keep hurting him? Oh Harry.

A soft sob escaped my lips.

"What is it? Does it hurt anywhere?" Zayn asked, immediately alert on my side.

I thought he was asleep. I didn't think he left me at all. He had taken over Cat's previous spot on the chair next to my bed. Cat must've given him a shirt too because he had a black shirt on now.

The other alphas were nowhere in sight and I knew they weren't in the house. I guess I wasn't that surprised. They were all probably busy with their packs, handling the chaos that was slowly brewing. Cat was the only other person aside from us and she was in the guest room taking a nap.

I didn't reply to Zayn's question and instead just let the tears fall freely.

"You don't need to hide anything from me anymore, Elle," Zayn said, brushing away my tears. "I finally understand what's happening. I can help you now. Just like before."

I turned my head to look at his brown eyes, "I'm not the one hiding anything here right now."

He tensed but didn't answer. I slowly sat up so I could be at eye level with him.

"What secret was she talking about, Alpha Zayn?" I whispered.

"Don't. Don't call me that, Elle. I'm still your-" he abruptly stopped, hesitation clear on his face.

When it was clear he wasn't going to continue, I kept prodding. "What's your secret, Zayn?"

He broke eye contact and looked away, like he was afraid I'd know his secret through his eyes. "It's not important right now."

"It is to me. If you really want to help me, you'd tell me."

I was so tired of being the last to know about everything. It's time I took a more active approach about finding out about things that concerned my past, present, and future.

"I told you it's not important."

"Let me be the judge of that," I insisted. "Tell me."

Zayn stood up, "No."

"I thought we were best friends? Didn't we say that we'll always be honest with each other?" I stood up as well, trying to stand tall and convincing.