You Kissed My Soul novel Chapter 59

Tears shredded down everyone’s face and some stood there with a look of disbelief looking the way where their supposed to be Queen just jumped off the cliff. Dylan sat on his knees looking at the way where the love of his life just jumped off before his own eyes and she couldn’t do anything to save her. He was shocked and Black within him didn’t even blink his eyes. A long gash formed in his right arm where Edna had stabbed her using that dagger and blood was continuously oozing out of it. His supernatural power couldn’t heal it because he was stabbed by a dagger with was made from a magical holy sword.

Amber put her hands on her eyes feeling terrible at the same time she too crouched down on the ground feeling guilty that she couldn’t do anything. Venus walked up to her sister who was crying her eyes out and hugged her putting her head on her shoulder not able to hold the tears anymore. Amber cried and wept and held onto her sister Venus for support.

Pearsyvia, Estelle, and the other witches were still in shock. They didn’t even move from their place because they just couldn’t believe what just happened. Cyreanna glared at Phoenix and marched up to her in anger. A noise was heard and the wolves looked up towards the source to find Cyreanna had raised her hand to hit Phoenix on her face.

Phoenix took the hit and stood there with blank eyes, void of any emotions. She had a distant expression and tears threatened to fall from her eyes as she stood there lowering her head while Cyreanna hit her one more time on her face.

“You traitor!” screamed Cyreanna who slapped Phoenix once again for the third time in anger.

“Stop it! Cyreanna!” Hilda one of the witches held Cyreanna from her arms and tried to pull her off from hitting Phoenix once again.

“Stop it!” cried Hilda who put her head on Cyreanna’s shoulder to hide her tears.

Cyreanna on the other sobbed and screamed at Phoenix for being a traitor and allowing all this that happened.

Blake, on the other hand, shifted back into his human form and walked off to Dylan and kept a hand on his shoulder not understanding what to do. The wolves shifted back into their human forms and one of the wolves howled raising its head into the air, letting the other knows about their position before it shifted back into the human form.

“All this time she was with her! Oh my goodness!” screamed Cyreanna not being able to hold her emotions to herself.

“Oh my god! This is the reason why I had that vision where I didn’t see our Queen in the fut-” she fell on her knees and hit the ground hard blaming herself for not seeing it coming.

“My Lord,” Blake tried to call Dylan who sat there with distant eyes facing towards the direction where Aderyn just jumped off.

“Dylan?” Blake called him using his name wanting to let him know that his friend was there for him.

One of the beasts crushed the head of a wolf and was just going to drink blood from its neck when another wolf jumped over it and ripped it into pieces. The Wolf then looked back towards its dead friend and lowered its head showing respect for the sacrifice that it made.

All the wolves heard the howl and they increased their pace to kill to kill each and every beast as fast as they could. Minutes later when all the beasts were dead, satisfied they ran off towards the cliff where they heard the howl only to find a chaos situation. They didn’t get what was going on. There was their King on the ground while Blake, their beta was next to him. The witches were crying and the werewolves stood there in grief looking at their King.

One of the wolves shifted back into his human form and walked off to the grief-stricken werewolf.

“What happened?” he asked to him.

“Where is the Queen?” he asked when the grief-stricken werewolf raised his head and shook his head no with teary eyes.

Disbelieved, he took two to three step backward in shock and looked at the direction of the wolves who heard it all.

Dylan sat their few seconds and got up. He had made up his mind. He and his wolf decided it together that they must follow their mate and they were going to do that. Nobody had any clue what he was thinking when he wiped off his unshed tears and took in a deep breath. It was a life changing decision. He was feeling suffocated now and he looked back towards his people who were standing mourning the death of their Queen. It was all over for him now because once again his life was ripped away from him and he couldn’t do anything.

He looked at the gash on his hand. It was still bleeding, his powers failed to heal the wound and he could even see the inner part of his muscle as Edna had made sure to stab deeper into his flesh. He knew that even if the wound healed it would leave a scar behind it and Dylan didn’t really care about it anymore. He looked up at Blake who had no idea what he was thinking. Blake thought Dylan must be emotionally breaking down and that was the reason why he wasn’t speaking. He completely understood the situation but on the other hand, Dylan had something else going inside his mind.

He thought after him Blake would be the King and unlike him, he would serve his Kingdom well and fine. People will mourn for his and Aderyn’s death but as time heals every pain, they will forget and move on with their new king in their life. Dylan raised his hand and kept it on Blake’s shoulder. Blake touched his best friend’s arm trying to assure him. Dylan was just going to announce him as the king when he smelled something.

His nostrils flared up smelling that familiar fragrance and he stood there in shock not believing his senses. The wolves sniffed the air and some wagged their tail as if they recognized the smell. The witches looked at the wolves who were whining wolves with confusion while Cyreanna stood up on her feet and wiped her tears off with her sleeves and looked at each and every wolf who were now wagging their tail and whining.

“I am not a traitor!” Cyreanna heard Phoenix and when she looked at her she was wiping off her own unshredded tears using a napkin and she smirked looking at the direction. Following her gaze, Cyreanna and the other witches turned towards where Dylan was still standing in shock. Even Blake could smell the familiar chocolate and rose fragrance which was coming from the direction where Aderyn just jumped off. Finally, Dylan blinked and looked towards the way. Previously, he didn’t have guts to walk and look down where he knew he would only see two bodies and he didn’t have enough strength to do. But as the smell grew stronger and stronger he mustered up courage and slowly walked towards the edge and when he looked down he couldn’t believe what his saw.

His wolf jumped, whined, wagged its tail and howled in joy when it saw what was going on from Dylan’s eyes. There she was, live and healthy as she climbed up the cliffed with little difficulty. On a second, she looked up and her eyes met Dylan’s which immediately shook Dylan to his core.

“Well about time you thought to help me climb up!” came Aderyn’s sarcastic statement as she glared up at Dylan who just stood there in shock still not believing his eyes.

“Are you even going to help or should I pull you down you moron!” yelled Aderyn and that jerked him out of his shock state and he moved here and there thinking what to do.

Without warning, he jumped down and held the pieces of rock and made it to Aderyn.

“You could have done it earlier! I have to climb all this way up. What were you even doing?” she looked at Dylan who wrapped one of his arms around her waist while using the other one to hold a branch of a tree.