BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 232: Shattered

Chapter 232: Shattered

Out of everyone I thought would be by my side and support me and hold me close... my teeth clenched painfully... I thought Emilia was on my side but I thought wrong. My dad I can understand because of how he thinks differently in his sick ways and makes decisions purely for the survival and prosperity of our clan. What he was doing was no surprise to me. I have grown to know him that way. That is why we don’t see eye to eye on things.

But Emilia... She had no idea how much her words conquered me, he knows how much I have cared for Emma way before the bond, I shared a bond with Emma way before finding out she was different. I didn’t care that she was human then nor a half-witch, I accepted all of her and I still do and nothing will ever make me give up on her. Taking in Emilia’s words from a different perspective... rejecting Emma was a solution from my toll but why? Why does she have to say it to my face when she knew clearly well I would hate her for it? Emilia why?

"Why Angel, why?" I asked, pinning her with my gaze, her eyes softening at my words like it was the last thing she expected. I knew she said this without thinking it would hit me hard but it did and what’s more, it came from her. In the eyes of others, we fight a lot verbally and clearly like the worst siblings but she was the closest person to my heart and she knew that.

"Dace I-"

My teeth clenched. "None of you ever wanted her," it may not have been shown but I knew there were doubts and they were trying to accept it for my sake. It’s funny how a situation would make a dark side resurface, this was the reason I hated my special abilities because without knowing a person I knew I would hate them. When Emma was known as my Female I knew she was welcomed by my family but there were doubts, that’s why I was yet to announce it to my clan which my dad suggested too and because Emma wasn’t fully claimed by me.

I have always seen it but yet turned a blind eye. They didn’t think she was worthy of me but they were wrong because I was the one who wasn’t worthy of Emma, she was too perfect for me to the point it was almost impossible.

"You all think so highly of me to the point you think Emma’s insignificant?"

"I’m not saying that Dace I-"

I didn’t let her finish as I let her go and she gasped at my brutal action.

"Dace" she began.

"Get. Out. My. Sight!" My words were harsh and untamed, this was the first time I have spoken to her like this. It struck her so hard that she remained frozen where she was and tears threatened to fall from her eyes.

She won’t leave then... but that won’t stop me.

"Dace!"

Her words echoed to me as I blurred out. It was always in my nature to run and free myself, connecting myself back to the wild was my only hope. But nothing was alright, nothing was adequate, nothing was right. Like I was getting gobbled by a dark hole like I was asphyxiating.

I ripped my jeans, shirt, and jacket in a swift move and allowed my beast to take over me, I allowed it to consume my mind to the point I have no control over my own mind, maybe this will help with the pain. We were always known to tame our beast as we transformed because it was the most dominant part of us and if not taken care of we would be mindless and become rogues to the point we don’t recognize anything and become a true animal.

But this was the only way... because I can’t handle it, not seeing my Female, the hurtful words of my little sister.

So I let it... as a dark fog took over me, I let the wildness take my mind to the point my own body went benumbed.

I had a piece of me but everything else was my berserk self, rage, anger, pain, hollow, darkness, it was all that was left of me. Nothing can free me, nothing can careless me, only the cold of the night that my own heat denied, only my paws against the dirt ground that duck in force as I plunge to the ground each time I run. My leaking growls from my clenched sharp canines, my untamable breathing like a panting beast.

And bloodlust... it hung, it stung and it consumed me, for a split second I closed my eyes, my heart beating faster than any normal being to the point it was like an echoing drum. That was when I saw it... it connected me and like a picture through my peripheral vision, I saw her... my Female.

It was foggy but I knew what I saw. She lay on the bed unconscious, and her breathing was so slow that made my heart snap, her mouth connected with several tubes to make her breathe, machines keeping her alive. But barely...

In shock and a state of frenzy I flashed my eyes open, I was still running but it felt like everything disappeared that moment, I knew what I saw, or was my mind playing tricks on me? Because it felt so powerful to the point it felt like I yielded myself to see her and I did, the connection made my mark pulse.

And I stopped, my heavy chest rising and falling as I stood on all fours staring at the moonlight.

’Emma’

It was her, that flash of the image was her, and it was like she was calling me? I growled deeply... rugged... as my mind tried to resonate with my beast but it was chaotic because seeing in that state made me snap so I bellowed and changed course.

I knew all too well where that led to.