The Fate of The Luna

Chapter 17

Liam's P.O.V.

It has been three days. Jordan has still not woken up. Beta Oliver has taken over leading in her place. My pack's forces have finally arrived, and I am afraid we may have to begin the war with Alpha Drake without Jordan.

Dr. Grey says she is healing wonderfully. I visit her every single day, but not for long. It hurts seeing her that way and I know it is all my fault. If I had just respected her wishes and left her alone. I have been thinking about our mate bond a lot here lately. I am wondering if it would be better for both of us if we never marked each other. I could leave and go back to my pack and Jordan can stay here with hers.

Grim hasn't been talking to me since the whole incident and I can't say I blame him. He is hurting more than ever. Estelle is no longer present in Jordan's body. Dr. Grey said Estelle is probably just in a sort of hibernation state. My fear is the black energy took Jordan's wolf and left her with half a soul.

If that is the case, then Jordan may wake up absolutely insane. While her humanity will be intact, her soul will be ripped in half. She will lose her sanity and die at an accelerated rate. Everyone will expect me to end her misery and kill her. Jordan will probably ask me to kill her. Jordan may not like Estelle, but she is part of her and without her, Jordan cannot exude power. Power is what Jordan loves more than anything else.

I smile thinking about my mate and all our memories. After taking off the night of the incident, I ran straight to the water. I shifted back to human form and went behind the waterfall. I expected to see the mouth of the cave that I had found Jordan in the first time we fought, and she ran, but to my surprise, the cave was no longer there. It was sealed off and no matter how hard I tried, I could not get in. I have asked several packmates about it, but they have no idea what I am talking about. Apparently, Jordan banned everyone from going there except herself.

I sigh and focus back on the situation at hand. I am sitting in a conference room, surrounded by the top warriors from my pack and Jordan's. Braven is explaining our battle strategy.

"When do we move in to attack?" A warrior from my pack asks. I look over at him, it's Mac. He is one of my top warriors. Braven looks over at me, unsure how to answer. I want to wait for Jordan, but we got word that Alpha Drake is planning on attacking a human town to take over land. We do not mix with the human world, and Alpha Drake is going against every rule set in place by myself and the werecouncil.

"We attack in the morning. At sunrise," I answer and nod my head, trying to convince myself that this was the right time. Even I was unsure what to do. Alpha Drake has proven to be more powerful than we expected, but that wasn't the main issue. The treaty between his pack and the WillowFall pack was hard to find loopholes in. My best people have been looking it over for days.

The warriors in front of me nod and Braven looks at me with concern. I dismiss everyone and put my head in my hands. "This is all my fault Braven. I'm the one who put her in the chair. I'm the one who was constantly pushing her buttons," I let out weakly and a few tears manage to fall.

Braven approaches me and sits next to me. He places his hand on my shoulder and lets out a breath. "Liam, you cannot blame yourself. Eventually, it would have happened. Jordan is strong, she will survive this," Braven reassures me. He has always had a level head. I look up at him and he gives me a sad smile. I nod my head at him before he leaves and goes to train with the rest of the pack.

Jordan, I wish you would wake up and choke me or scream at me or anything at this point. My feet are moving towards her room in the hospital before my brain can tell them to stop. My heart flutters when I walk in and see her, lying still in the same spot she was this morning before I left. Her long hair cascades around her and frames her face. Her perfect lips are chapped, and she has paled. Tears start running down my face. I let out a quiet sob and walk to her side.

My fingers run up and down her face. Her skin is so cold to the touch. This is all my fault.

'Grim, can you feel Estelle at all?' I ask out to my wolf. Hoping he will answer me just this once. I need to know something.

'No.' Grim answers short and he sounds pained.

'Can you feel anything?' I ask. Maybe he knows more than he is sharing with me.

'Liam, my mate is no longer in there. I don't know what you did, but you ruined my happiness,' He blocks me out after, and I can feel his pain.

I look down, completely ashamed of myself. Now my wolf is even mad at me. Even he blames me. I hold Jordan's small hand in mine and kiss her fingertips lightly. "Jordan, please wake up..."