With the small amount of energy I took, I gave up whatever Chloe knew about my mother. The young woman was suffering, and my pity for her was limited to ending her misery. It was a blow straight to her heart that stopped it. I don't think she felt any pain, not even the agony of a heart attack.
She just left, and her wolf, as well as her spirit, were freed from that beautiful body that, for whatever reason, had chosen to be so cruel to me. If it hadn't been for the fact that I knew Chloe would continue to be a threat to the people I cared about the most, I would have spared her life, and the energy I put into her body was not to stop her heart but to heal her.
It was the first time I had taken a life, and I hoped it would be the last, but I wasn't sure of that.
'She's a Luna. No matte
