The Unwanted Luna

Nolan

Pain, that's all I'm feeling right now. Like my life has been stripped of everything that makes it worth it to live.

I've been in existence for centuries, having ascended to my title three hundred years ago. Never have I experienced such heartbreak. Such loss.

Everything hurts and for the first time in my life I want to end it. End the pain, end my life. I want her back but even I know she's long gone. There's no way for a deity to come back to life once their life comes to an end.

I rub my chest. Trying to clear the burning pain that is present there but it's of no use. As long as my heart beats then the pain will beat alongside it.

I have gone through the motions. Gone through the stages of grief these past few weeks. All of them except one, the last one, acceptance. My brain tells me to let her go. To accept her death but my heart, my heart refuses to accept.

It believes that there is a chance she's alive somehow. She cheated death once before she can do it again. After all that she has been through it's hard to accept that this is how it all ends. That she fought so hard to rise only to be defeated. "You have to get out of this room" Selene appears out of thin air.

Am in Amelia's room. The only place that is covered in her scent. The only place I can find peace. I protected her since she was young. Stop reading the wrong and incomplete storyline, j obnib.com has the correct and complete book. Looked after her, saw the woman she became, and in the process I fell in love with her.

Maybe I should have told her earlier. About my feelings. But I thought I had time. I was getting used to the idea of being in love something that I've never done before. I was also bidding my time, wanting to give her time to heal but now it's too late. I should have come clean when I had the chance.

"You're wasting your time Selene. I'm not leaving"

She sighs tiredly. I know she's hurting but she's also trying to keep it together. She and Amelia had become close. They had bonded and become more than sisters.

"The other god's and goddesses are demanding your presence" she murmured.

I turn to her sharply. My anger rising to the surface. "And I should care about this why? They can go fuck themselves for all I care. They are nothing but a bunch egoistic bastards that do nothing but sit on their fucking throne expecting someone else to deal with their fucking problems."

"You don't mean. They are your friends"

"Were my friends but not anymore. This is their problem, their fault. They created the monster that Agron has become and instead of lending a helping hand they sat back expecting Amelia to do their dirty work. Now she's dead and I blame every fucking one of them" I shout, tears leaking from my eyes. The agony of her loss chocking me.

If I could drown out the pain I would. But there is no remedy for what I am feeling. It's there day and night. Unquenchable. Destroying me from the inside, piece by piece.

"But you have a duty to them" she whispers softly.

"My duty was to Amelia and she's dead." I yell. "Don't talk to me about duty. What do they know about theirs? All they do is sit around, drinking wine and fucking whoever they please. None of them lifts a finger to help out when the world is in danger. The only time they will care is if their positions are threatened and even then they will burden someone else with the load of cleaning their messes. If I was asked, none of them deserves their positions and tittle."

"Nolan..."

"No, I am done with this discussion. Let them know I am not coming to their stupid meeting" I seethed before adding. "In fact, I will be singing praises and applauding Agron on the day he destroys them" "You forget he will destroy you too"

"I know. But I will die smiling knowing he has killed those motherfuckers"

She glares at me before teleporting back to where she came from. I move and sit on Amelia's bed. Inhaling her calming scent.

I hated Agron and I still hate him for taking Amelia from me but now understand him a bit better. I understand his bitterness and hatred towards the other deities. His anger at them.

Fuck! How am I supposed to survive this? To move on, to let go? Each day is a struggle to breathe. So how am I supposed to live with this torment? It fucking hurts and I don't know how to deal with the anger, pain and bitterness churning inside me.

What I am feeling right now is enough to turn me to the dark side but I am holding myself back. If I did that Amelia would hate me and I can't stand the thought of her hating me from wherever it is she is. Because even in death, her opinion of me still matters.

I went to her kingdom. Thinking I could find solace there but it was useless. Her beloved kingdom was in disarray. Everyone was in mourning. They loved their queen it wasn't a no brainer that they hated it that she was no more. I couldn't stay there. There was too much that reminded me of her. Same with my own kingdom, so the only place that was left was this pathetic excuse of a pack. Where her most treasured little person was.

Settling down on her bed, I wipe my tears just as the door to her room opens. When I look up I find Bianca, I growl at her. The last thing I needed was to be in the same fucking room with the bitch.

"What the hell do you want? I told you to stay away from me" I look at her menacingly.

She flinches but doesn't leave. Instead she closes the door and moves into Amelia's room. I didn't want her here because I felt as if her presence was tarnishing Amelia's memories. After everything she did to her sister she doesn't deserve to be here.

"I just wanted to check up on you. Make sure that you're fine" she says softly.

"Is that so? Have you yet checked on you beloved Xavier? Last time I checked he was the love of your life, now that your sister is out of your way, you can have him" I mock her.

I see her wince at my jab but I don't care. What she did to her own sister was heartless and I will spend the rest of my days making her pay for every tear Amelia shed.

Looking at her, there weren't that much similarities between her and Amelia. Sure she was beautiful but she was also rotten to the core.

"If you have nothing useful to tell me, leave. Your disgusting presence isn't wanted her" I add when she doesn't say anything.

"I wanted to invite you to dinner. Maybe we could get to know each other a little. We're mated after all" she whispers.

At that I laugh. The sound that leaves my mouth couldn't even be considered a laugh. It had something sinister lurking behind it. The need to make her bleed taking over my core.

"Get it through your fucking head that you're not my mate. The only reason I marked you is because Amelia asked me to. I can't even stand, so why would you think I would want to know anything about you?" I asked

"I just thought..."

"I'm going to have to stop you right there. I know all that I need to know Bianca. You're a selfish, uncaring heartless bitch. You're rotten to the core. No wonder you were matched to that psychopath Agron. Two hearts that are as black as the abyss, what a perfect match made in heaven" I see her flinch at my cruel words. Her eyes filling with tears, but I don't care.

"The only woman I will ever love is Amelia get that through your head and even if my heart didn't belong to her, I would still never fall for you. You're not and never will be even a third of the woman she is. Now if you there's nothing else please leave"

The tears she was holding back, fall down her cheek and a sob escapes her lips. I am not a cruel person, but she brings out a side of me that I never knew existed. A dark side that wants to lash out at her.

"I'm sorry, so sorry. More than you will ever know" she sobs brokenly but it doesn't move me.

"The one you should be begging for forgiveness isn't here and it's all because of your mate. Besides, your words mean nothing, after all you weren't sorry when you were busy fucking her mate while Amelia was in pain" I snap.

With that, I turn and face the window. Giving her my back, dismissing her like the insignificant pest she was. I hear her slowly leave the room and I breathe a sigh of relief.

The fact that her fated mate was the reason I lost Amelia, is another mark against her. This anger I was drowning in was the only thing keeping me sane. Keeping me from losing myself to grief. So I willingly embrace it, because if I am angry then I can't feel the pain and heartbreak. With this anger, I can drown the broken pieces.

I was going to make her pay. Break her like she broke Amelia. Give her a hundred times the pain she gave her sister. I know this makes me the bad guy but I was tired of being good.

By the time I am done with her, she was going to wish she had died when Agron rejected her.