𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒✔️

FORTYFOUR|LOSS

FLICK

I didn't feel the heat anymore, not since the baby. Instead that faded warmth had been replaced by a fierce maternal instinct.

Maybe that was why I was tracking through the woods for a lost child despite the setting sun and the impending heat of every wolf in the kingdom.

Or maybe it was the whisper of Artemis that still lingered here. I had heard her, in the pack house.

"I'll take the north and the east."
Her words still echoed through my mind as I trudged, clutching the rusted dagger.

I told myself it was for my own protection, but deep down I knew the real reason I carried it. I lusted for a flash of white blonde hair through the trees, I longed to stain the white with red and bury it deep beneath the hollow of a tree.

I imagined myself watching the last of the blonde stained crimson as the last semblance disappeared beneath the dirt. Buried and gone forever.

I would've looked mad to anyone watching, days from birth, my belly swollen to the brim with a pup and still I dragged myself through the thick foliage, begging for a release from this vicious cycle.

There was only one ends to this, and only one of us would make it out alive.

I would not let it be her.

She would not win this one.. last.. final fucking game.

For once I would be the winner.
For once I would have something.. something of my own.

Something great and tangible, something to have and to hold. Forever.

Though I did not feel the heat a strange stirring began to awaken within my stomach, maybe it was just the pup.

I prayed that it was. I didn't think that my heart could take another round of their... sins.

It wasn't fair.

It wasn't fair that I was made to feel the pain of his infidelity l.

It wasn't fair that his blasphemous actions were taken out upon an innocent babe.

The feeling grew and multiplied, twisting and turning until it consumed me and I fell to my knees, my supple skin turned bloody against the rocks.

My hands clenched fist fulls of earth as I grit my teeth to prevent the screams from escaping.

Not again.

Not again..

Not again...

Not only was it the pain but the images of him and her. Both of them. Together.

Together as one.

This was it.

They had gone too far.

This pain was more than that of gentle caresses and fleeting lips. This was more, this was far more.

This was the bitter agony of their souls joining as one. This was the agony I feared I would not survive.

A bloody curdling scream burst from my lips, scaring crows from their nests and shaking the very bones of the trees that witness in shivering thrill.

What little life left within my squirmed and fought back against the sins of its father, but slowly I felt blood pool between my legs and the fight leave from him. My pup. My baby. My life.

My heart broke in two as I felt him die inside of me, all movement slowing to eventually vault.

And as soon as it came.. it disappeared.
As there was nothing inside of me left that was bound to him.
No life left.

The final strings of humanity that held me together were torn, ripped apart by her.

It was all her fault.
My baby was dead, because of her.

And for that she would pay, a thousand times over.
I swore to myself I would kill every last being that she had ever cared for, and lastly her. Whilst he watched on at the products of his own selfishness.

I lay quivering and crying on the ground for what felt like hours before I opened my eyes to a flash of blinding white flying through the trees as if by fate.

Her.

My veins filled with fire, fuelling a burning blood lust and desire. Renewed in all of its entirety.

I clambered to my feet, staggering after the streak of pale hair. I swayed as I followed it, I could see her.
But my feet were dumb and uncoordinated, I tripped and fell, clawing at branches to right myself as I stalked after the destruction of my life.

She sat in the clearing less than fifty feet from me, just.. sat there.. her back facing me.

I slowed my pace, carefully to step on the naked patches of earth not yet covered by the leaves.

I crept out into the clearing. I didn't dare to breathe, listening to the sounds of her faint cries and watching as her shoulders heaved with sobs.
So small and helpless.

I clutched the dagger tighter in my clammy palms as I plunged it through the veil of white blonde hair, watching as it blossomed with crimson and her piercing screams echoed through the trees.

I pushed the dagger into her.
Over and over and over and over again.

I stabbed her until the screams had long stopped and no white remained in sight.

She was silent but still I screams reverberated through the boundless and barren.

My screams. Tears streamed down my face and onto her lifeless body, seeming to small and helpless in the dying light.

With one final cry that broke with a shout I plunged the dagger into..

I fell back.

Oh god.

Please.. please no.

What had I done...

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