The Lost Lycan Princess

Chapter 33 - Goodbye

As the night darkened, the moon appeared in all its mighty glory radiating down upon me as I stood out on the balcony. The gentle breeze kissed against my skin sending shivers throughout my body. I closed my eyes and just for a brief moment, I allowed my mind to wonder afar. It was almost impossible to clear my mind of all the thoughts that were swimming around. What has my life become? What is my purpose anymore?

Opening my eyes, determination overcame me. I knew I had to leave, that much was inevitable. But it was going to be hard. Not physically but mentally. My mind still hadn't fully registered the consequences of my decision but i knew it was the right thing to do. Tonight was my chance and there was no way I was going to ruin it.

After a quick bath to rid the scent of vomit that I previously showered myself in, I grabbed a black joggers and hoodie from the closet alongside a pair of black and white convers and quickly got dressed. Tieing my long hair in a messy bun, I began my search until I found a backpack that was stored in the back of the closet. This will do perfect.

Phone....check

Charger....check

Passport....check

Money.....check

Water and food....no check

I wasn't even sure how long it would take me to reach my destination but food and water were essential. For all I know it could take me days or weeks to even find the people I'm looking for and the last thing I need right now it to die or thirst and starvation before I even get there. There was only one place I was going to find that in this mansion; the kitchen.

It was late, almost midnight so the kitchen was more then likely empty of pack members. Exiting through the door out back would be the beat means of escape, it would lead me straight into the forest and my path to freedom. Freedom away from all the heartache that one man has caused me. It was a long shot, possibilities of others out for a late night run and spotting me but it was a chance I had to take.

A quietly as I could muster, I made my journey to the kitchen, each step being took with extreme caution. Reaching the end of the staircase that was facing the main door, I took a left down the hallway until I came to the darkened room known as the kitchen. The light were off inside alerting me that no one was present inside. Quickly, I began to pack some bottles of water alongside some fruit and protein bars inside the backpack I brought with me. Packing too much food would only cause more weight to backpack and possibly slow me down.

Voices from another room down the other end of the hallway caught my attention. Honestly it wasn't the voices but just one voice in particular, his voice. My mind wondered who it was he would be talking to this late at night. Of course the negative thoughts came rushing in, the thoughts that it was her, the women I found laying under him in our bed just weeks prior. Sadness washed over me at the thought but I quickly pushed it back. If it was her he was with right now then I don't need to know, I don't want to know. I have to be strong and for once put myself before others, before him. And the only way I can do that it to leave.

Taking one last deep breath, I exited out the back door and into the night. My heart was hurting more then I thought it would have. Not only was I leaving my mate, whom might I add caused me nothing put hurt, but I was also leaving my family. I was leaving my best friend, the girl whom I consider nothing less then a sister. My brothers, my protectors who would gladly lay their lives out before me just to keep me safe as I would them. The worst part was not knowing when I was going to see them again, if I would ever make it out alive to see them again. I made sure before I left to write them all letters, explaining why I had to leave and how sorry I was about bot being able to tell them the truth. They would never understand that this was something I had to do in order to keep myself but also them all safe. It was hard but it had to be done.