Chapter 440
Chapter 440
FAYE
The pack house felt too crowded.
Too loud.
So many people were talking… not to me.
But I could barely hear what my own thoughts were.
So I left.
Quietly.
Lucky for me, Cole returned earlier today, and he had been giving Alexander updates concerning the
It was pack business. That should hold his attention long enough. He wouldn’t even notice I was gor
No one stopped me. No one questioned where I was going, and I was grateful for that because I didi
think I could explain it even if they asked.
I just needed space.
Needed air.
Needed something that didn’t feel heavy with fear and plans and people trying to decide whether I wo
survive the next few days.
By the time I reached the edge of the woods, the sky had already started darkening.
The last traces of daylight stretched weakly through the trees, fading slowly beneath the rise of the mo
above.
I slipped my shoes off first.
The cold earth pressed against the soles of my feet immediately, soft in some places, rough in athers D familiar enough that it settled something inside me almost instantly
I kept walking
Slowly
The woods around Blood Crescent still felt different from the forests back in Sleepy Hollow wilder in
some ways Even the energy around them felt different
I’m still trying to get used to it
Back home, silence in the woods meant something
You respected it
You felt it.
As children, Sage and I were taught that the Moon Goddess listened best when there was nothing el between you and nature. No walls, no noise, no distractions.
I swallowed slightly at the thought.
Then reached for the robe around my shoulders.
I let it fall to the ground.
The cool air wrapped around my skin immediately, but I barely reacted to it.
I
A second later, my bones began to crack as I shifted.
And then I ran.
Straight into the woods.
Branches blurred past me. Leaves crushed beneath my paws. The wind rushed against my fur as I mo
deeper and deeper between the trees without caring where exactly I was going.
I just kept running.
Not from something.
Toward something.
Or maybe toward nothing at ali.
I didn’t know anymore.
All I knew was that for the first time in days, my head felt quiet enough to breathe.
No elders whispering about me.
No secret council meetings.
No ritual talks.
No fear in Alexander’s eyes when he thought I wasn’t looking
Just the woods, the night.
Just me
Eventually, I slowed
Then stopped
The clearing opened ahead of me naturally, almost like the forest itself had made space for it Moonlight spilled through the trees above, pale and silver against the earth below
I shifted back to my human form slowly
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The cold hit my bare skin immediately. I felt it strongly this time, but I welcomed it.
I lowered myself onto my knees without thinking about it, the damp earth clinging to my skin, dirt pre softly against my legs and palms as I tilted my head upward.
The moon hung above me.
Almost full.
Not yet complete.
Just waiting.
I stared at it quietly for a long moment before speaking.
“I don’t know if you can actually hear me.”
My voice sounded softer out here.
Smaller.
The quietness swallowed it gently.
I let out a faint breath through my nose.
“They always said you listened,” I continued quietly. “That you hear us best when we come to you hones
“I knew that. I had experienced it once. If she heard me then, she’d hear me again.
I looked down briefly, brushing my fingers absently against the dirt beneath me.
“Honestly is all I have left right now.”
The wind moved lightly through the trees around me.
I closed my eyes for a second.
Then opened them again.
“I’m not afraid to die.”
The words came easier than I could have imagined.
Because I had already made peace with hearing them in my own head long before now.
“I think that’s the part that bothers me the most,” I admitted softly “I should probably be more afraid than
am.”
A faint smile touched my lips briefly, but it didn’t last
My gaze lifted back toward the moon
“I just want to understand.”
That part hurt more.
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Not physically.
Somewhere deeper.
“My whole life…” I paused slightly. “Things have always been different with me.”
Then the gifts came along.
The things I could see when others couldn’t.
The healing.
The blood everyone suddenly cared about now.
I swallowed slightly.
“If this is why,” I whispered. “If this is what I was created for… then I just need to know.”
My throat tightened faintly.
Not enough to stop me.
“Was that the purpose of the gifts?”
The words settled quietly into the night air.
I stayed still after that.
The trees swayed softly around the clearing, their shadows shifting beneath the moonlight.
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“I don’t care about being important,” I said after a while, quieter now. “I don’t care about power. I never did.
I lowered my gaze slightly. “I never wanted to be special. You gave these gifts to me.” I laughed a little “1 always wondered what I did to deserve them.”
I took a deep breath.
“If the purpose of my existence is for my blood to strengthen my kind…”I continued softly, “even if it costs me… then I can accept that.”
The honesty of it settled heavily in my stomach once the words were out
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