weight pressed down on it. My head spun, the world ar

I could hardly feel it. It was as if I had slipped out of myself, le

could hear voices shouting, calling my name. But they sound

chaos and yet somehow only made the weight on my chest grow worse. It sounded so fa

for him, to let him know I was still here, still holding on. But it hurt too mu

e poison that coursed my veins, taking my strength with it. It was something more. A deep,

a bet

ough my mind clear

ing? Why was I being taken from the life I had fought so hard for? Why was I bei

like a suffocating fog. I tried fighting it, trying to claw my way back

the pain

e only ones remaining, and these swirled around me in smoke. The feeling of betrayal st

ver have thought that I couldn't trust a perso

en it like that; now, in this hush of mine, I saw the jealousness there, saw the hunger, the t

was here. Dead.

dy who had cared for her pack and her mate. And now, here I

deeper into its clutches. Was this what death a place where ever

g to anchor to. My body wasn't held by anything anymore, wasn't weighted dow

like..

ill remember the way he'd looked at me, the way his eyes softened when he smiled. I could still hear his v

I had to let go. I had to accept that the life I had known was gone, and I was no longer part of it. I was

. somethin

its origin, and still cannot, yet knew that it was not the darkness which had c

, and my body, or what was left of it, moved toward the light bec

threatened to take me, a

ki.

r heard in my sleep being of authority and

rewolves and guidance our spirits took to the next life. But I never knew t

t and soothing- but undeniable command. "You

a light in that darkness. Was there more? Was there a

d to dissipate. I felt the tug, the warmth of the Moon Goddess

I had too much left undone.

rest in pe

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elt myself being pulled toward the light the promise of something more. Somet

ld re

And in

t know.

d the light, I knew

inal page in this story. Not for Mi

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oon Goddess watching over me, s