Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake)

Blake's POV

That entire afternoon, I could not help but become uneasy.

Lyra’s snide remarks pierced through my heart and caused my soul to stir in worry and fear that Chloe would figure something out.

It is not that I wanted to lie about the entire situation. I just knew that Chloe would beat herself up the moment she knew of these things.

I cannot bring myself to tell what happened when she left, I could not bear to see her feeling guilty about it all.

“Blake…”

Placing back and forth in the office, Arthur who had just finished his report, sighed, and called my name.

I turned on him and realized that he looked at me with a hint of blame and helplessness, “Don’t blame Lyra too much…”

His expression and words caused my face to darken as I felt exasperated to hear that kind of thing in his mouth, “Arthur, can you hear what you are saying?!”

I looked at him in glaring frustration as my thunderous voice roared, “Because of her running her mouth needlessly, Chloe chose to run off! Now, how are you going to convince me that she would not do that thing again?”

Arthur looked at me with a resigned look as he sighed once more, “You cannot blame her Blake. You know that she is just thinking about the well being of the pack. You are the backbone of the pack and we cannot afford you to take drastic decisions like that.”

“What? Do you also agree with what she said?!” I looked at my friend, my trusted friend in disbelief. Of all the members of the pack, he would be the last person I want to hear these things from.

“Do not get me wrong Blake. I do not agree with her taking action without your permission, I just want to let you realize that you are already losing yourself too much that you are already starting to lose your people around you…”

me with pity and disappointment as he continued saying, “Whether it’s your mate Chloe or Lyra who is genuinely loyal to the pack… Blake, you are pushing people to make decisions that would hurt you because you are too blind to see that you are

as my body flinched. His words pierced violently in my heart however, I

in, and I chose to stick with it. I looked at him

me a meaningful yet disappointed look. His face was telling me, ‘I have

stood up and

agitated and irritated, I punched the wall with all my might as I attempted to redirect the unpleasant feeling brewing inside of me. The urge to inflict pain rose at its highest as I felt myself rejecting the words I have just

the windows, I realized

have finished tending Lyra’s wound.’

Cleaning my face and wiping out the trace of emotional fit I just had, I rehearsed a smile on my face as I prepared to face

to find no answer. In the end I opened the door and found out that the place was

come

headed to Lyra’s quarters as fast

saw the faint light seeping

Her injured arm was neatly

tone is full of warning and

face forward with a deadpan expression, “She might

what happened, especially when she shot me a look as if to say, ‘You have pushed

a string inside me snapped and a violent anger emerged out of me as I rushed toward Lyra and pinned her

I tightened the grip on her neck,

and looked at me with disappointment and mockery on her face. Blood had already dyed her

BAM!!!