Denying Fate ( Moonlight Trials Series #1)

Chapter 13 – Why did I let her go? / What do I do?

Chase’s POV

I couldn’t believe what was happening, it was supposed to be a wonderful evening celebrating Karma’s birthday but instead it had turned to this…

When I saw the way Karma looked at Tracker, and how he looked at her. It was clear that he loved her, and she defiantly felt the pull towards him despite telling me she loved me. She had tried to reject him, but he kissed her. I was knelt beside Karma, listening to Tracker talk about them being mates. I linked my dad and asked him what to do.

This is on you son, if he is her true mate there’s not really anything you can do unless they both reject each other.

I cut off the link as I heard Tracker talk about her status.

“What?!” I shouted, confused. “Who cares about her status?” I heard Karma whisper from the side of me. Words I never thought I would hear. “Your father does, After all, I’m only an omega…”

Dad went into full rant mode to my mother about how he did say it. I was numb, I can’t believe my dad had said that. I rose to my feet, glaring at my father and my fists balling, ready to launch an attack at him but my dad linked me again.

Son, I know what you’re thinking. I was testing her. I wanted to see where her loyalties lay, I know your mum told you about my past and I’m not proud of it but if you choose her, you will literally be fighting fate. You need to see how she reacts…

I looked over to Karma and noticed Tracker comforting her. She pulled away again, but I knew she had to like the comfort and Tracker looked truly broken when she pulled away.

What do I do? I asked Ace who was whining in my mind.

Protect our mate! He replied.

Dad?

It’s your decision son but think of the pack and of your future.

“Chase?” Karma looked at me, I could see hurt and sadness on her face, but there was something else too, I noticed Trackers hurt look despite him pretending he didn’t give a crap. I knew what I needed to do…

“Dad’s right! You are just an omega…” I said, turning towards the pack house. “A rogue, and an omega seem perfect together” I heard her run and as soon as I was out of sight I collapsed to the floor and screamed her name.

The next morning, I woke up and the first thing I heard was Karma’s voice. Ace cried in my head as she contacted us. I knew I couldn’t reply but I hoped if she knew I had left the connection open that I hadn’t truly stopped caring. I had to let her go. The pain on Trackers face was something I never wanted to make happen. If Karma was truly my mate, then they would both realise, and she would return to me. She needed to figure out what she wanted.

Ace got excited at the prospect of her coming home but angry when he heard her talk about her being held hostage. I didn’t know what to believe. I ignored the message and hoped she would get home this afternoon. I headed to the back porch and sat looking into the woods.

I spent the entire day and night there before finally heading off to bed, worried and hopeful. Why? Why did I let her go?

Trackers POV

I left her in her room, I was so angry but equally hurt. I locked her door then headed to my mother’s room to see if she had finished eating her breakfast.

“Have you finished mother?” I asked, poking my head into her room. A short woman with dark hair that reached the floor was squatting on a stool looking into a mirror.

“I have… I smell the girl you know!” She hissed, not moving.

“She is my mate! What was I supposed to do?” I questioned. She didn’t answer me.

“When will you take down the pack Tracker?” I sighed and pinched my nose.

“I’m working on it, mum, I think stealing the future alphas mate is damage enough for now, right?” Suddenly my mums head snapped towards me. Her pure red eyes looked at me.

“She is his mate. And you’ve took her?” She laughed aloud. “Clever little boy!” I shook my head, but this was the first time in a long time I had heard my mother laugh, so I didn’t want to correct her. “Break her son!” was all she replied before turning her head back to the mirror and humming a song I didn’t recognise. I grabbed her half full plate and exited the room, making sure the door was properly closed when I left. I stopped outside Karma’s door and heard her sobbing. It took everything in my being to stop myself from going in and comforting her, but I knew she wouldn’t want that, and I didn’t either. Afterall she was making it blatantly clear that at least the human half of her didn’t want me. Mother would tell me to make her want me, but I didn’t want to hurt her, even though I had slapped her earlier. I had completely lost my mind before when she talked badly about the moon goddess and was being hysterical, and I instantly regretted it. I shook my head, Break growling slightly in my head.

“You’re supposed to be an evil rogue Tracker!” I pep talked myself before heading to the table to eat. I remember that Karma hadn’t eaten since yesterday lunch, so I grabbed her food, made it into a sandwich and wrapped it in foil before sneaking it into her room. She was silently sleeping now. I looked at her and noticed her lip had tuned purple, but it was healing ok. I quickly pecked her cheek and placed the sandwich by her side on the bed.

I left the room and didn’t lock the door this time. I sat at the table and put my head into my hands.

“What do I do Break?” I asked, aloud. He answered in my head.

You need to stop being so harsh. Show her why we are mates. She clearly loves Chase, but we’re meant to be together. The moon goddess wills it.

“I don’t even know where to start, the last time I saw her she was 4!” I growled at him.

Yeah, and remember how sweet she was, but remember how fierce she could be too. She bit us so many times when we teased her. But you were friends, find that again? Break said with a matter-of-fact tone.

Eating my breakfast lasted me a while and I heard movement in Karmas room. I hear the foil being unwrapped and knew she would be eating so I decided to make her a warm drink.

“Karma?” I said, knocking on the door. She didn’t answer but I could sense she was awake. I opened the door slightly and she was sat on the edge of the bed, glaring at the door.

See… Fierce! Break chuckled in my head. I couldn’t help but smile which seemed to catch her off guard as she raised an eyebrow before immediately going back to glaring.

“I’ve brought you a drink, but I guess that’s not exactly what you want.” I placed the drink on the drawers and turned to leave the room.

“That’s it?” she asked, folding her arms over her chest. I frowned before turning to face her.

“What?” I asked, mimicking her body language and raising an eyebrow.

“You chase me down, hit me, then drag me back here, kiss me, feed me and then bring me a drink all nice!?” She asks, angrily hissing at me.

“Er…”

“Are you trying to Stockholm syndrome me? Because it won’t work you know. I know your game!” I looked at her vicious little face, it was practically snarling at me, but I knew deep down she didn’t mean it. Her eyes said otherwise. I burst out laughing which caught her off guard and her eyes opened wide.

“There’s the fierce, annoying little girl I used to torment!” I laughed. “She always knew more than me and had to tell me every day about how smart she was!”

Karma stopped glaring and tilted her head a little bit, her eyes flashed, and I knew she was talking to her wolf. Then her face suddenly changed, and her lips started to form a small O.

“You remember something?” I asked, but she looked at me and glared again. “Look, no amount of glaring is going to figure me out Karma! I’m only nasty when I don’t get my own way. We’re mates and regardless of what you think I love you; I have done for at least 3 years, and I cared for you for 4 years when we were younger! Don’t believe me, that’s fine but you can’t change fate you know…”