Chapter 100

Chloe's POV

The air was filled with a sense of serenity as Blake and I found ourselves in a quiet place. It may have

been coincidental, or maybe subconscious on my part, but I let Blake to the secluded part of the

forest behind the pack house... the very place where we had our first meaningful conversation... that

time we talked after he marked me.

The forest seemed to breathe with life. Leaves rustled in the wind, whispering secrets that only

nature could comprehend. The gentle swaying of branches created a mesmerizing dance, as if the

trees themselves were in harmony with the rhythm of the earth. It looked so lively... very contrary to

the emotions that I was feeling inside.

I stood there, gazing at the horizon, the chilly wind blowing on my face. Deep inside, the memories

of that time started flooding back to me. It was the first time I discovered about Vanessa and Alan's

betrayal. Then, my father had forcibly switched our mates.

That time, I was scared and confused. I was very helpless. My emotions were deeply intertwined.

Alan was my mate, but everyone, including him, worked hard on breaking us. I remembered how

helpless and loss I was, with my heart shattering into a million pieces.

Then, I looked at Blake's clear eyes. That time, Blake spoke softly to me and opened his heart.

“Maybe, that was the time when my feelings for him started to develop,’ I thought as I watched the

horizon, the gentle breeze brushing against my face “So ironic that we are back in this place... this

place where everything started...”

“After this talk, where will the two of us be?’ The weight of our past and the uncertainty of our future

causing my emotions to sway like a pendulum. The tremble in my eyes mirrored the whirlwind of

emotions within me.

After a few more minutes, Blake, who kept quiet the whole time, opened his mouth to speak.

" C-Chloe?" I turned to look at him. Surprisingly, he looking noticeably nervous and pale and

glanced at me with unease.

More than that, he stuttered as he called my name. His stuttered words was what took me by great

surprise, revealing a side of him that I had not witnessed before.

It was as if the powerful Lycan King had shed his tough exterior, ready to kneel before me like a

nervous schoolboy. Blake struggled to maintain composure and looked very vulnerable. It was as if

he would easily break just from my words.

I felt a painful ache in my heart. But despite this, a faint smile formed on my lips.

So contradictory... I felt very contradictory. But... I could not help it. I felt like I was in the middle of a

whirlwind, my thoughts and my emotions were scattered and I did not know the path I would take.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Then, I started talking about the matter that I was most

comfortable with. Immediately, the faint smile of my lips turned melancholic.

“Before he... died... my father tried to explain everything to me...” I started to say, my voice sounding

very soft.

"He cried... and apologized to me... He said, he made a lot of mistakes. But he did everything for my

sake.”

"My father, he told me how he would be in deep pain whenever I had to slash my wrist for Vanessa.

And explained to me how he suffered whenever he saw me being treated with contempt...”

"He told me how he cried after he coerced me to change my mate, and force her to leave the pack

the first time...”

Throughout my life, I had often misunderstood my father's actions. Though I could not fully

understand and agree with his actions, but my heart has realized one truth... that everything my

father did, he did it for me.

"When I returned here, I learned everything. This time too... the Red Moon Pack had begun to

change their attitudes as well. These days, I could hardly feel hostility towards me,” I softly

continued.

Blake listened attentively, his eyes fixed on me as if I were on the verge of fading away.

As I finished speaking, silence settled between us. Suddenly, it was as if there was an invisible wall

that separated us.

No matter how hard I tried to push, I could not get through him. At the same time, Blake, though he

was reaching out to me, could not get through me.

As if the two of us were never meant to be together in the first place.

My eyes felt warm but I gripped my hands hard, trying not to cry. It was in that moment when Blake

started to talk.

“Chloe...”

“You must be in pain. Chloe... you had a hard time..."

I blinked once before looking at Blake. Compared to before, he looked more haggard. His usually

perfect hair was tussled. There was a black circles under his eyes, and his usual pink lips were

chapped.

Compared to me, Blake looked like he was having more of a hard time. Yet, his eyes were looking at

me as if his heart was aching for me. My hands started to tremble as I look at him.

“Chloe...”

“I wish I can next to you. With all the difficulties and hardships you are experiencing... Chloe I wish to

share all these things with you.”

“I want to support you and stay behind you to protect you. Chloe... I want you to return to me.” As

Blake spoke, the fire in his eyes became stronger and stronger. I opened my lips but no sound came

out. I was tongue-tied and my emotions became messier and messier.

That was, until Blake's eyes turned gentle. And, he told me, “Chloe... like you give a chance to your

father...”

“Please also give me a chance.”

Upon hearing his words, my heart that was aching started to pound hard.

“Please return to my side. I will respect all of your wishes. I promise not to pressure you into being

the Luna of the Silver Pack. I promise... not to insist on curing your wolf.”

"Please give me a chance. As your mate... and as the father of our child.”

“Please... come home with me..."

At first, I couldn't find the words to respond. I felt frozen, my mind struggling to process the weight

of his words.

Blake promised me everything that I needed... he promised he would prioritize my feelings above all

else. He wouldn't pressure me to take on the role of Luna or insist on curing my wolf.

All he asked for was an opportunity to care for me and our unborn baby.

The sight of Blake teetering on the edge of falling apart made my eyes turn blurry... and soon, the

tears that I tried so hard to hide started falling down.

How had we arrived at this complicated juncture?

But in the end, I did not have any words to say.

Instead, all I did was nod. Then, I heard my voice, that was barely above a whisper, trembled as I told

Blake,

“Alright.”

“Blake, let's go home.”