Fallen for The King ✔️

4. The Revenge

I was actually feeling better the next day and was already up and about ready to start the summoning. But Grant insisted that we do it the next day.

As he was the Alpha, I relent to his wishes. Grant was at my place the next day, while Grey never leaves my side since the day he arrived. 

"Okay, let's do this. Keep the demon in the circle then we will shackle the beast. Let's do this quickly, then use your power to question the demon. We need to make sure that the northern pack was the one who sent them. We have war in front of us and we have to make sure it's them."

The ritual had been set up before his arrival and Grey was already in his position. I started lighting the candles and burning the incense. The book was in front of me, I was making sure that everything goes as planned.

Then it happened, moments later the demon appeared and almost got me. But Grant was fast, and together with Grey they quickly shackled the demon. He growled as my magic was keeping the bind stronger, and the creature hissed in pain.

My energy was draining quickly, but we got the demon and he did confirm to us that the northern pack was the one who sent them and they've had their kind shackled too.

An hour later I was finally rested, while Grey was moving the creature to the pack's basement with a couple of our guys. Grant stayed with me, he was making sure that I was recuperating from the summoning session.

"So, what will happen next?" I asked while drinking my healing concoction.

"I will gather our pack warrior, you can come and avenge Don's death but you will follow my instructions. I'm not losing our people against them, we will take over their territory and kill their witch who had been summoning these demons."

"When?"

"Tomorrow night. We will come for them just after sundown, I will regroup with our pack in a couple of hours from now. And you're coming with me if you're going to their packhouse tomorrow."

I nodded to his instruction, but deep down I was feeling hollow. I didn't feel the rush and I hated myself for it, and obviously, Grant sees right through me.

"Hey, Rain...are you okay? I need you a hundred percent on this. If you're not feeling it, I'd prefer that you stay here and we will do this for you. You've been through a lot already... and no one is expecting you to do more than what you already have. Don would understand, he would want to keep you safe."

"I'm not feeling it, Grant, I hate this...I feel hollow, I'm not feeling the rush. Why?" I was back to being lethargic again, suddenly the emptiness of my heart hits me.

"That's it you're staying here, I get one of the guys to accompany you. I'm not losing you in the battle..." Grant patted my back and continue discussing his strategies with me.

He was back to the packhouse two hours later after Laurie and Robbie arrived at mine.

Laurie was one of the older werewolves, she had lost her mate years ago. And now she had become one of the strongest female werewolves that I know. I have so much respect for her. While Robbie was one of the best warriors of the pack, sent to keep both of us safe by Grant.

"Honey, come on sit with me and tell me all about Don. I didn't get the chance to get to know him very well..."

That evening I was reminiscing about Don, telling both of them about how I met him and how I fell in love with him. Laurie hugged, and cry with me a couple of times.

But I was feeling better, and then night came and changes to morning. I was battling my inner self to fight for my Don. But Laurie convinced me, that she too didn't go avenge her mate's death. And she said that it was okay if I wasn't up for it.

I sighed knowing that deep down she's right, that Don wouldn't want me to get hurt.

The inner battle continues on hours later until it was time for the ambush. We were all quiet in the living room, while our minds were connected to our packs who were already in the northern territory.

The grounds were higher there, we could hear the panting breaths of our pack. But Grant was right, they were all in it, their minds were one. I would definitely be a distraction if I insisted on going there with them. They need to focus, they need to do it right, they need to avenge Don's death.

Laurie squeezed my hand when she feels my sudden sadness. She pulled me aside and told me to break my connection with the pack.

"Rain, they need to focus. I want you to be strong honey. You love your mate, but it is essential that you focus on your anger, instead of your sadness. This will drive the pack to avenge Don's death. If...and I say this knowing exactly how hard it is if you're not feeling up for it. I would advise taking a step back..."

She was about to say more when I couldn't take it anymore as I breakdown in her arms.

"I can't... this is too fucking much for me. I miss him, Laurie. I need him by my side, I can't go on like this..."

"Sshhh..." She pulled me in closer and let my tears wet her blouse.

"I want to go with him, I want to end all of this. I don't want to live in this world if he's not here with me..."

"I know honey...I know... I'm not telling you to forget about him..." she said rubbing my back.

She kept on calming me down as I get more hysterical in her arms, for all the days that I had mourned for him. That night was my true breaking point.

The night when they avenge his death, was the same night when I was being hit by his memories and his love, everything came washing over me.

I was drowning in my feelings, shedding all of my tears for his passing and I know...deep down I know, that I was finally accepting his death. And that realization was what truly breaks my heart into a million pieces.

I was accepting my fate, I was accepting that I would live a mateless life. That I would no longer have him in my life. That my denial phase was over. It hits me that he was gone for good. And that all I have of him was my memory of us.

"It is done." Robbie came to us and informed us about the outcome. I didn't even realize that I was drowning in my sorrows for more than an hour. But Laurie kept on saying her encouraging words to me, and I feel better and could finally accept his death.

"Thank you..." I reconnect our mind link with Grant and also Grey.

That night I sleep better, the nightmare didn't come. That night for the first time in years I pray to the gods, I pray for Don. And fell asleep with the memory of the first time he said that he loved me.

Loved.
As in the past.
Which was no longer.