You should play the song I attached to the chapter while reading :)
Thank you Kaanan for the lovely cover! :)
'If it's about survival, isn't a little agony worth it?'
'What if it just gets worse? What if its agony now, and then, it's just hell later on.'
'Think about something Winston Churchill once said, If you're going through hell, keep going.'
"Greg, you need to leave."
Minutes passes as silence surrounded us.
Unable to meet his gaze directly, I stare subconsciously at his chest.
"Once you're released everything won't go back to the way they used to be. You'll still be in danger. I think it's best if you start fresh, move far far away from here. " It hurt to even say the words.
Greg stares at me blankly, his once emotional eyes looking dead.
"Please say something," I urge.
He licks his dry lips then clears his throat. At last, he speaks, " this is my pack. My home. My family is here. Y-you're here."
The crack in Greg's voice makes me whimper inside.
Why is doing the right thing feel so wrong?
"Greg," I whisper weakly when once again we're forced in to silence.
Greg's expression flickers from nothing to anger in a matter of seconds. "How can you ask me of such a thing? Do you not care of how this would affect me?"
Hearing Greg's accusing voice, I grab his hand tightly in mine.
"Of course I care! That's why i think it's best you you leave for a while. The Dark Ellipse Pack is one of the best aside from Hunter's back. Hunter had a good relation ship with that pack, he can even get you a good rank. This is a chance for you to start over, you deserve this. Maybe you'll even find your ma-" I froze before I could finish the word.
"Mate. Maybe I'll even find my mate," Greg shakes his head disapprovingly.
"About that Greg, I may have lied-"
"You're not my mate, I know." I look at Greg for even the slightest of a reaction, but am left with nothing once again.
No surprise, no shock, nothing.
I open my mouth, about to fire questions at him when he interrupts me by raising his finger to my lips.
"Don't. That's the last thing I want to talk about right now. Especially if it's the last time I'm going to see you."
Going against my curiosity, I oblige. "So does that mean you're going to go?" I ask.
Greg sighs tiredly before responding, " there's no denying the facts you brought up. It seems that everyone's life would be better without me."
I'm quick to disagree, but Greg's scowl easily shuts me up.
"Just let me finish. My parents, my little brother, the Dark Moon pack, Hunter, you. All of you would be happier without me." I easily found the fault in his words.
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