Chapter 62
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I never felt so drained before. There were still tears on my cheeks when I heard my phone pinged with a notification. I grabbed it from the bedside table and looked at my screen, only to see that it was a message from Stella.
With irritation, I opened it. “Hey, Della, I am surprised that Kylian gave you the same dress he gave me. I was a bit jealous about what he did, so I kissed him in front of you. You see, Kylian promised me that I would be his new Luna. I am telling you this so you’ll know your place. Stay away from my fiance.”
I was dumbfounded by what I just read.
It was all happening way too much. There were still tears in my eyes, yet I got another news that completely broke my heart.
“Fuck all of you!” I cursed under my breath as many things flashed before my mind. I remembered all the photos Stella sent me about her dinner with Kylian. I remembered every word Nancy had said earlier, and I clearly remember the kiss Stella and Kylian had shared earlier, right before me.
All of those and all that happened in the past with Flora was more than enough reason for me to completely lose my trust in Kylian.
“So… It’s not that you can’t resist Flora, huh? It’s not because she’s your fated mate… You just simply don’t love me…” I whispered my realization in thin air as I pictured Kylian’s face.
Right at this moment, I was beyond heartbroken. I was a complete wreck. I didn’t know how many pieces my heart was broken into or if there was even a piece left to save.
The following day, I was still in the same mess as the night before. I stayed in bed all night without having any appetite to eat. When the moon rose at night, I finally had the strength to get up from my bed.
What I did first was to grab a couple of bottles of alcohol and start drinking to my heart’s desire. I wanted to be numb, but it seemed that no amount of alcohol could help me forget about all of it.
I was about to finish another full glass when my stomach grumbled. Rising fast from my seat, I rushed toward the bathroom and vomited all the alcohol accumulated in my stomach. And just when I was about to gargle with clean water to wash the stinking smell and taste in my mouth, I would vomit again. That routine repeated over and over again. I couldn’t stop vomiting.
I didn’t know exactly when my stomach started to feel at ease. Before I knew it, I was already sleeping on my bed.
For several days, that’s how my days went by. I refuse to meet anyone, nor do I leave my room.
I just stayed there, living the hell that I made for myself.
Suddenly, my phone started ringing. I was so drained that I didn’t have any energy to answer it, but it didn’t stop. Frustrated, I pulled myself up and answered the call without looking at the ID number.
I was mindlessly looking at the ceiling and waiting for the caller’s voice to come in.
“Della? Are you there?”
Realizing that it was Albert, I tried to keep my voice normal. Despite my aching head due to a hangover, I replied, “Hey, Albert. Anything you need?”
“Yes, I just want to talk to you about the recent case of rogue invasion at the town near their borders. There’s a bit of an increase in numbers, so I sent some people to check what’s happening. Fortunately, it’s just some packless rogues, and the victims were saved.”
I was shocked by the news. I was happy that he was able to save the children who were commonly victimized by those rogues, but I was so out of it that I couldn’t function well.
“That’s great news,” I answered nonchalantly.
“Are you okay?” he suddenly asked, making me momentarily stop breathing.
“Of course I am. Why would you ask that?” I asked, trying to sound chirpy.
I heard him sigh. “No need to pretend. I can hear how horse your voice is right now and that obvious pretense in your tone. Is it because of Alpha Kylian?”
His voice was gentle, but I could hear the hint of anger in his voice, which he tried to suppress.
‘It hurts,’ I said to myself while I held my chest where I felt like my heart was being struck over and over again. For days, I kept drinking as I had no one else to talk to. Now, hearing that someone was concerned about me, I couldn’t help but completely break down.
It was so nice to hear someone ask how I was doing.
Without restraining myself anymore, I cried over the phone, letting Albert hear my pain.
I kept denying myself that I was in pain and went on to suppress everything inside me. I was trying to hide from the realization that Kylian didn’t love me just because he didn’t and not because of the complication of his bond. I was just not a great woman worthy of his love. For him, there’s always someone better than me.
I never felt so devastated and depressed in my life as I ever did before. It was all so overwhelming that I felt like I was dying.
I set my phone on the side without hanging up and cried my heart out. I even started punching my chest with my fist as if that impact would ease the excruciating pain that I was feeling.
‘It hurts! It fucking hurts! Can’t I just die?’
“Della? Della! Are you okay? Della, what’s happening?” Suddenly, I heard a faint sound of Albert’s voice and realized that I might have caused panic on him. Immediately, I wiped my tears away and picked my phone up.
“I am really sorry. Please, don’t mind it.” After that, I immediately turned the call off and hid my phone away.
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Albert’s POV
After my call with Della ended, I stared at my phone for a longer while. Obviously, she was in terrible condition. I could clearly hear the extreme pain in her voice, and she couldn’t even have the energy to properly act tough.
“She’s breaking down,” I said under my breath.
I always hoped that she would leave Kylian and choose me after being brokenhearted by him, but hearing her now, I realized that I couldn’t bear to see or hear her being that miserable and depressed. I was not as cold as I thought.
“I need to go,” I said with determination and stood up. I placed my phone in my pants pocket and decided that I’d go to the Dark Moon Pack.
There's no better opportunity than now.
“Please, don’t go. You are the heir to our pack’s Alpha throne. It will be dangerous if…”
One of my men tried to stop me, but I acted deaf. I grabbed my back and stood firm on my decision. I walked past him.
“They can declare war against us. If you go out and enter their pack without an invitation or proper communication, then…”
“Then so be it,” I continued his words and walked out the door without hesitation.
Della’s cry for help was like the Moon Goddess calling me, maybe the moment I had been waiting for had finally arrived.
Della needed someone right now. She needed someone to show that they cared for her. She needed someone who’d be her rock against all odds, and I am willing to be that person for her, even if it meant risking many things by doing so.
