A/N: In the chapter âA Shadowed Moonâ I have made a small amendment which I forgot to include and-only saw in my notes now, but for those who donât want to delete and re-add it, this is the change:
âCowards!â He hisses just as I slam him to the ground.
He grunts in pain, and I feel guilty, but this is the â¦He throws me off him, his claws raking through my right shoulder. With such power and strength, it takes me by surprise. Pain rips through my arm and neck, spreading from my shoulder before I hit the ground; the wind is knocked from me, and I hear a menacing animalistic snarl from the left.
This was necessary as it was a wound tha Zerachiel gave her, and the scars would always remain.
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EVELYN.
Pain tears through me the moment Evangeline strikes Zedkiel, and I feel it shoot through us. I feel the bond breaking and the agony that rips through me takes my all not to scream at her in despair.
Goddess⦠let me die now⦠I feel something snap and the darkness that is always eating up at me suddenly begins to swirl around me. It doesnât want to leave me, but itâs dissipating fast. Sucked away with a vengeance it cannot defy.
Then a wave of soothing calmness envelops me, and I slowly curl up within myself.
Can I die now?
Iâm exhausted.. and although this was my favourite lifetime, I donât belong here.
I donât belong in Evangelineâs mind.
Iâm just tired..
Iâm being pulled away and I donât fight it, ready to be free from it all..
The curse has been destroyed, which means I can die in peace.
Will I get to see our mother?
Will- will I get to meet Stella?
Ah⦠who knows..
My eyes are too heavy to open, and I keep them closed, waiting for whatever is to comeâ¦
A field?
I can hear the rustling of wheat around me⦠a wheat field.. just like the ones we used to help sow the seeds in.. the warmth of the summer sun hits my skin as I lay there in a foetal position.
Content and relaxed..
âWake up, your royal highness, even now you will sleep?â
I freeze, my heart thundering when I recognise that voice, only she used to call me royal highness
My eyes fly open as I jolt upright and look around the glowing field, my eyes stopping on the huge white wolf, who has flecks of grey running through her fur, her vibrant teal eyes, sparkling with amusement.
It canât beâ¦
I guess I must have died.
I scream before it changes into an emotional sob as I rush at her and embrace her tightly, tears streaming down my cheeks.
âStella! F**k youâre here! Or Iâm here! Wherever here is-weâre.. weâre⦠together.â I whisper as I tighten my hold on her and my heart thuds as I feel the connection between us bind once again.
Itâs her⦠her fur is real, her scent is real, her beating heart is real!
I got my wolf back⦠Goddess⦠I got my wolf back!
A thousand emotions are coursing through me, but Iâm no longer able to form words as she nuzzles her head against me. Iâm getting to touch her and hug her, Something I wasnât even able to do when
We are one silly.â She replies in my mind, and that only makes me cry harder.
You came back for me.â I whisper.
We were always meant to be one and we will always be one.â She replies.
The curse is broken, Stella, we are free! We can go to heaven or hell or wherever and be together.â I whispe, caressing her fur as I hold her tightly.
âHeaven? Oh, you wild one. donât wish us dead yet â you have no idea.âShe chuckles.
Before I can ask her what she means I suddenly feel as if Iâm being pulled back Darkness envelops me and then Iâm spinning.
Suddenly my eyes fly open and Iâm staring through the dense trees, the glowing rays of the sunrise sneaking through the trees
The smell of b***d, sweat and earth fills my nose and I realise Iâm back on the battlefield.
Back in Evangelineâs body but Iâm in control.
Did she die?
My stomach twists as I sit up, realising thereâs only one presence in my mind, thereâs no Luna, just
Just meâ Stella replies, amused.
I get to my feet, realising thereâs an entire group of warriors staring at me with gazes that canât hide the l**t or hunger in them
What, am l naked?
I think so..â Stella adds, and look down to realise I very much am, but not Evangeline.
What dirty dogs these mutts areâ¦
I freeze as I stare at my rounded breasts. There on my breast is a tiny beauty remark I used to have as a childâ¦
I look down, running my hands down my narrow waist and curvy h**s. Iâm taller than Evangeline.. and my h**s are not as wide..
I look at my hands, my heart thundering. Theyâre long with a few freckles on them.
My skin is pale, and I can tell my long waist-length hair is very thick and completely black.
I cup my boobs, confirming they feel different from Evangelineâs, and then I look down at the tuft of hair that covers my pubic area.
A body that is oddly familiarâ¦
Hot damn, did I just get my body back?!
âStop staring at her, turn!â Ragnarâs growl comes, his command ripping through the air and all the men are fast to turn away.
I spin around scanning the area and thatâs when I see the two bodies lying on a white cloth, side by side, yet covered in b***d. Zedkiel and Evangeline.
âOh, f**k I really do have a body!â I exclaim.
âCover the hell upâ Ragnar growls, and he throws a shirt at me, one that smells deliciously like him I c**k a brow. âWhat if I donât want toâ I challenge, my hands still cupping my boobs.
âThen do you want everyone to look at you?â He snarls, jerking his head at the other men, some of whom are still stealing glances.
Am I pretty sexy?
Hehe..
Of course, I am.
I tilt my head, finding it amusing that even he isnât able to look at me directlyâ¦
â
âIâm a werewolf. There is no shame in nudityâ I say haughtily, âDo you know who I am?â
He now turns his head to me, growling.
âOf course, I f*****g do. Even if you didnât look a lot like Evangeline, your snarky attitude isnât often come across.
I roll my eyes pulling on the shirt slowly, âMy attitude is amazing.â I shoot back before I slowly look down again. âAnd my body is beautiful.â
âDonât kid yourselfâ He counters.
I donât reply, my heart racing as I stare down at myselfâ¦
Goddess. I am actually my own personâ¦
âI canât believe I have a bodyâ I murmur.
He crosses his arms and nods.
âYou deserved oneâ He says gruffly, but even if heâs such a numbskull, I can tell that he means it.
âOh?â I say, raising an eyebrow.
âDonât beg for a compliment, you wonât get oneâ He says, stepping closer.
My heart skips a beat as our eyes lock.
His eyes are a very deep blue.. and they seem to darken.
Iâm about to speak when Kash, Ziahra, and Kayla approach breaking up whatever weird thing just happened between us.
âWho.â Kash trails off and both Ragnar and I seem to snap back to reality when Kayla steps up next to him.
Oh yeah. heâs marriedâ¦
I turn my attention to Kash, trying to hide the sting of disappointment that rushes through me as I watch them.
Kayla hugs Ragnar, and he places his hand on her back, rubbing it gently. His gaze flicks to me and I look away first.
âDonât you recognise me?â I ask, staring at Kash, who is still frowning.
âEvelyn..â He says, sounding shocked.
âYup, in the flesh and boobs!â I say.
Iâm rather happy I have good boobs. They make outfits look so much better, especially since stuff nowadays is so much sexier, too!
I do a little twirl and he smirks.
âWow, glad you do.â He says, and it seems like he actually means it!
Really?
But I donât ask him that, just their positiveness shakes meâ¦
âWelcome back, Iâm glad you got your freedom.â
Ziahra says as she steps forward and hugs me.
Ok, this is weird!
I donât do hugs.â I say, moving back and pulling a face, making them chuckle. âWhy arenât they awake?â
I jerk my head at the two bodies that lay side by side on the ground.
Solemn silence falls as we all turn to the bodies.
âTheyâre.. not dead.â Kash says..
âBut not exactly alive.â Kayla adds as we walk over to them.
She doesnât even look like sheâs been in battle.
Theyâll wake up soon.â Stella says confidently but Iâm staring at Zedkiel, thereâs no bond..
I guess now that Zerachiel is dead⦠there will be no bond between usâ¦
It had pretty much severed since he rejected me, but Zedkiel had somehow revived that pull.
The thought hurts, but it does not mean I donât love him, but Iâve accepted the fact he will never be mine.
His injuries have been tended to, but heâs still losing b***d. The bandage is stained red already.
Suddenly thereâs a dazzling light and two powerful hearts begin beating strongly.
Zed sits up first, turning instantly to Evangeline.
âLittle MouseâHe says, it hurts a littleâ¦
He only sees her, Leally am a third wheel, I always have been.
Iâm glad heâs ok, glad sheâs ok⦠they both deserve their happily ever afterâ¦
Subconsciously I take a step back, allowing
Ragnarâs huge frame to hide me a little, as a wave of sadness washes over me, Iâm lonely.
âNo, youâre not! You have me!â Stella says.
I watch as Evangeline stirs and he scoops her into his lap despite his injuries, caressing her hair as he peppers her face and neck with k****s.
A soft gasp leaves her as her eyes fly open, her eyes dart around and her hands go to her stomach.
âEvangeline!â Zedkiel mutters, relief flooding his voice as he pulls her into his chest, but she doesnât seem anywhere as near excited or relieved as he is.
When he moves back, clearly concerned by her silence, I spot the tears that are now pouring down her cheeks.
âIâll. Iâm so sorry.â She sobs before she hugs him tightly, crying her heart out.
Those tearsâ¦
They are wracked with pain and anguish, as she repeatedly apologises to Zedkiel, crying and distraught.
Theyâll haunt me foreverâ¦
The tears of a woman going through the greatest pain she possibly could and I know before she even says the words, that she has lost her child..
Oh, why is life so cruel?