Chapter 4: The Night I Lost Her
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SEBASTIAN’S POV
They ran together—holding hands tightly.
She ran—from me. My Bella...
The doors slammed open in the wind behind them, and I stood there as if my feet had grown rooted to the ground—unable to process how determined she was to break free from me.
Then they vanished into the dark.
Out of rage, I yanked my shirt off—ripped it straight down the middle like it burned to touch my skin. The cold air slammed against my bare chest, rain pouring down in sheets like punishment, but I didn’t feel it.
Even the cold rain couldn't put out the burning rage inside me.
She had looked at him like he was salvation. Like he was the one she trusted. In contrast to how she looked at me—with resistance. With fear.
My fists clenched so hard until my knuckles cracked. The storm above the dark skies rumbled like the growl of a cruel animal. Thunder rolled like war drums calling me to a fierce battle.
I went off into the woods and followed their tracks, every step I took pounding with fury. Mud sucked at my boots. Branches cracked and snapped on my toned muscles, but nothing could slow me. I was faster than the wind—faster than the pain hollowing out my chest.
Her scent was still all over me. I had marked her—mated her. Claimed her under the f*****g full moon. She belonged to me—all of her.
So why the hell was she running away?
I bared my teeth as the memory clawed back—her hands in my hair, her soft breath in my ear. The way she trembled under my body.
That wasn’t fake. I know it wasn’t.
But now she was running—with him.
Betrayal.
Rage.
Resentment.
All of it twisted into my soul—awakening the beast I couldn’t cage anymore.
The forest blurred around me as I closed in. My heartbeat felt like it would shatter through my ribs. I could hear them already—panicked breaths, stumbling footsteps, their fear that pulsed in the dark.
And there I saw them, when lightning cracked open the sky.
Bella, her soaked hair clinging to her face, her hand gripping Riven's—leading her away.
She looked back at me.
Her eyes met mine—green fire through the storm—and something inside me tore clean in half.
“Bella!” I roared, my voice shredded, beastly.
My skin burned. My bones screamed. The shift was begging to be unleashed.
But not yet.
First, I needed to see Riven’s face when he realized he would never take her from me again—not when I'm still alive.
Riven's eyes locked onto mine—stern and unwavering. The air between us vibrated like something was about to break.
“Let go of Bella. Leave this place and never come back!” I warned him, my voice thundering through the storm.
I saw his jaw clench tightly. He stepped in front of her again.
“I will never let you touch her again, Sebastian. You’ll have to kill me first!”
He shouted with defiance as if he were inviting me for a good fight again.
So be it.
I roared—a guttural, inhuman sound—and charged. My bones twisted, my spine cracked. Vision bled into redness. The shift overtook me like wildfire through a dry forest.
My skin tore. My muscles reshaped. Claws ripped through my fingertips. Fangs stretched from my gums. Dark fur burst across my back, soaking in the rain.
I became the monster I had kept caged for so long.
When I looked again, I wasn’t seeing with human eyes at all. My wolf had completely taken control over me.
I expected him to run.
But Riven did something else that made me snarl in surprise.
I saw how his body shook—like something was changing inside him.
He dropped to his knees.
Bella screamed his name, reaching for him—but he didn’t answer. His whole body trembled violently, like it couldn’t contain what was inside.
Then I saw it first—his eyes.
No longer human.
They glowed.
A brilliant black—strange and wild—lit with power I had never seen before. Then came the cracking sound of bones, skin splitting harshly. And silvery fur came out—slightly glistening under the rain.
I was stupefied for a brief moment.
What the hell was this?
Riven screamed—a raw, guttural sound—before shifting fully.
Before my very eyes, he transformed. His bones lengthened, spine arching, chest broadening. Then he rose from the ground—not as a man.
But as a wolf.
Silver fur streaked with shadows. His eyes were black flames in the night.
He was one of us. He was a shifter too—and he didn’t even know it.
My chest clenched painfully—not in fear, but in agitation. My wolf was very eager for a fierce fight.
“How the f**k—” I growled in fury.
But I didn’t have time to think. He lunged forward—fast.
We clashed—claws slashing, jaws snapping. Rain flew as our bodies crashed into trees, into mud, into the hard and edgy rocks. Every hit from him was heavier than I expected.
Stronger.
The wolf in him had awakened for her—to protect her.
But I didn’t care.
She was mine.
I roared and tore into him—claws ripping through his chest. He howled, but didn’t fall. Blood sprayed into the storm, but he lunged again, biting deep into my shoulder.
I snarled and rammed him into the trunk of a massive pine, then flung him across the pointy huge rock.
His body hit it with a sickening crack—the rock split into two.
The forest fell quiet.
He slid down, limp. His wolf form melted away, leaving him in a broken heap on the forest floor—back in human form.
I stood there, chest heaving, every muscle pulsing from the fight.
He didn’t move anymore.
Then I heard Bella's heart-wrenching scream.
“No!”
Her sharp voice ripped through the whole forest. She fell to his side, cradling him, sobbing like her soul was shattering along with him.
“Riven, please—wake up! Please!”
She shook him continuously. Her hands soaked with his blood. Her tears mixing with the rain.
And then she looked at me.
“You killed him!”
Her voice was fire and agony and hatred.
I froze on my spot.
“You killed him!” she screamed again, louder this time, and grabbed a rock.
She hurled it straight at me.
It hit my shoulder, which was torn and bleeding from Riven's fangs. But the pain meant nothing.
Her eyes—those green, shattered eyes—they’re the ones that crushed me.
I stepped toward her, to explain—to say something.
But she recoiled like I was a monster.
“No,” I choked in a low growl. “Bella—”
She raised the rock again. This time, she hit me with everything she had.
And I snapped—completely lost my sanity as my vision blurred.
My arm swung subconsciously and—
She flew.
Her body crashed into a jagged boulder. A dull, hollow thud echoed through the trees.
Then came another silence. An eerie one.
My body trembled looking at her lifeless form.
“Bella…” I whispered under my breath.
She wasn’t moving anymore.
My claws retracted, fur shedding in tufts as my bones cracked and twisted, pulling me back into my human form.
I dropped to my knees, the rain washing over me like it could erase what I’d done.
But nothing could. She lay there, motionless and pale like a ghost.
Bella—my love, my mate—wasn’t moving.
I crawled toward her on trembling limbs, chest heaving, the scent of her blood staining the storm-soaked earth. My fingers shook as they brushed her cheek.
“No,” I whispered bitterly. “No, no, no—”
My voice cracked under the weight of it all—of what I’d become. Of what I had destroyed.
“Bella,” I begged, pressing my forehead to hers. “Open your eyes. Please… I didn’t mean to hurt you—”
The rain poured harder, muffling my cries, but I didn’t care. I had killed the only woman I ever loved.
And in that moment, I knew…
I had become the monster she always feared.
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