Avenge

Tell Me

Liv

Nothing about the other day was what I thought it would be. I never thought I'll have this issue, ever. But here I am.

Pissed as s**t. I understood why they did it, again. It was like they thought I would get involved and jump in during the challenge. I would never. I read enough to know no one can. I honestly just wanted to watch him. And I wanted to see who in there insane mind thought it would be a good idea to challenge Travis in the first place.

With everything going on and another war most likely coming up, I guess it made sense.

Waking up, yes, I throw my aggression at them all. I mean they f*****g held me down and drugged me. But it all faded off soon enough. Having a mate like Travis, he couldn't be defeated from a small thing like that.

Calling it quits for the day. I did actually headed down the kitchen and baked my craving sweets.

My mate doesn't like me doing such labor, nor does the staff. But it was just how I was raised. In that I have to keep others out the kitchen when I'm cooking.

Travis and I fell right asleep after a sugar crash. The tv was still on when I woken up at 1am. I snuggle up against my mate and felt him wrap himself over me. His fingers got lost in my hair and it felt so f*****g good. Inhaling his scent just put me right back to sleep.

Even the thought of Perry's gift. I noticed it right away. I didn't look through it until later on. And when I did. I was really shock to see nothing inappropriate.

The slug had went out of his way to prep me a self-care bag. It included a coloring book, peach tea, cozy green socks, and others. There was even a note.

You are HEAVEN to someone.

It truly hit a spot. Why would he do this though? It didn't felt like his usual flirt gift. When I think more, I recall seeing Perry outside the dungeon's door. My face was buried in my husband's chest but I saw him there. He saw me fragile. And this gift. It didn't felt like he pity me. It felt more like, caring.

His thoughtfulness helped end my day better than it had started. It may be utterly insane to say it, but I'm happy Perry was here.

I woke up early enough to start cooking. I made a meal for someone. And no it wasn't for Travis.

I snuck away my leftover sweets for Mason. Knowing he'll find them soon. But for this dish I made, It was time. And I know no one here would understand why.

Everyone is occupied and this is the only time I can do this alone. Just me in a room with him.

Using my vamp ability, I made it halfway down the stairs. I began to walk until the my footsteps turn hard.

Two Deltas where presence. One by the stairs and another walking the halls.

"Hello, Luna, how can I help you?" The Delta closest asked.

"Hello, Delta." I bow with him. I turn my head down to see the other Delta far down. "I need the Beta prisoner in the room, please." Requesting that gave me an odd look.

He was right to look around to see if anyone with me. On that he will find no one. "Yes, Luna." No back talk, he gets the prisoner.

For myself. I let myself into the cold death filled room. I place the tray of food aside and stood awaiting.

My hands held together in front of my body as I wait. Their footsteps got louder and louder. Entering the room the Deltas start to chain him.

"No need for that." I stated.

Both Deltas debated faces said otherwise. And when I announce for them to leave the room. Concern read on.

"I'm sorry, Luna, but we could not."

"Alpha will have our tails if anything happens under our watch."

I take my step close to them both. Laying a hand on either arm. "I understand. But for this to work I can't have you two hovering. I thank you both, so please escort yourselves out, he is clearly too weak to do anything but talk."

They look back at the prisoner. Seeing for themselves that he is indeed too weak. They wouldn't say it but I know all he has had was violence here.

"Call if you need us." One Delta says before they both bow in respect and left me unsupervised with the Phoenix Sons Beta.

When the door sealed shut, that's when I looked to the prisoner. He sat crisscross and his back against the wall.

I grabbed the tray and slowly walked my way towards him. Not one click of my shoes made him flinch.

Reaching him I waited to see if he'll speak or lift his head up. He didn't.

Without looking into his eyes. I can feel a painful sorrow. It brew off him heavily.

I kneel down with the tray. Yet that sound also did not make a change.

"Can you move?" I asked.

His body did a small movement. Enough to tell me he was capable of the minimum.

I push the tray forward. The sound echo off the wall.

"Why the luxury food now? Are you gonna kill me?" He wondered so coldly.

"I made it for you. You should eat before it gets cold." I suggested.

Bringing his head up he stared spitefully into mine. "Poison? Really?" He chuckled softly his lips hardly curl.

"No. It's food and you are a human being. Eat." I said.

He shifted his body. Clearly wondering my motive. "What are you doing here? Alone with a loose prisoner?" I was a bit put off when I heard a slight concern in his words.

Biting that back, I answered. "I wanted to talk."

His eyes stayed narrow. He didn't believe me. And I almost thought why he refuse the meal, however, it could be because he was too weak.

I took one half of the sandwich and left it up. My other hand held down to catch any crumbs. I saw his eyes watch me and as I approach he seems confuse.

"Please, eat. You need it. And then we can speak, Cullen." Saying his name outside allowed his shoulders to drop down.

He stared at the food. His eyes shifted up and down to wait for me to do some mischief thing. And when I didn't, he lean in to bite on the sandwich.

I continue to help feed him until he felt he can do it himself. Watching as he ate like a starving child. That ate my heart to see. Including his shivers.

I took my sweater off and offer it to him. He didn't debate. Draping it over he took in the warmth. And again that ate my heart. I knew what all this felt like.

Eating every last bite, he licks his hands like he has forgiven he wasn't in his wolf form. "Thank you, Luna."

I smiled internally.

I removed the tray and headed back to sit with him. This time I sat my ass along the wall with him. Making him feel more confuse at my action.

"You're not like any other Luna."

I laughed then. "Of course I'm not. I'm a reformed witch who prays to Moon Goddess herself."

It was light but I saw a twitch to his cheek.

"You want something, Luna? What is it, because kindness like this isn't given without something in return."

In that, he is truthful. I did this for many reasons. But my main one is clear now.

"I wanted to talk about Luna Syline."

"And if I choose to not speak, what then?" Again his eyes narrow darkly.

"Then I will leave empty handed. Simple as that." That wasn't what he expected me to say. Even his soften expression.

He took his drink and sipped it. Returning back to me I see I have his attention.

"You think after everything I will trash my path and just spill what I know? I lose so much for just talking with you."

Gracefully laying my palm on his arm. "I know how you vow your oath. I also know how lost is not new to you. We all lose at some point, and in others we continue this path of loss." He gave me such an unpleased look. I think it was more to himself given his expression at my touch.

Seeing that I scooted just a little. His eyes roamed up like I did the wrong thing. Yet, his eyes question if I empathize with him. Or maybe I was the sick monster everyone says I am. And he is witnessing it first hand.

"One kind act will not easer your awful sins, Luna. You're lucky you haven't bare a curse on your skin."

His words was harsh and in a way I did bare a cure on my skin. And in my soul. Every time I breathe I bare it.

I nod my head unfazed. "Are you to tell me you have full trust in your Luna that she's not an awful person, given her children warriors?"

That made him lock his jaw. "You got yourself match with her, if I shall say."

"Good." I shrug happily. "I know her game started with just the Ceremony, but what's her take in this. Besides her son's death and Black Harvest's former Alpha?"

Asking that made him question himself a bit. I see him fidget with his hand and I fight the need to comfort the young man.

"I only knew about the plan upon the Ceremony." I tsk at his answer. "What?"

Hitting that nerve was funny. I scratch my nose trying to not laugh. "You were close to her son who planned to be Alpha. Given that you are close to your mentor who is Beta. Are you to tell me she didn't spoke of her ideas with you?" I find that hard to believe.

"Before she did. Now she only speaks to Beta Lucas." He laid his head back and look over to me. "You may not believe me in this but, she was always an unhinged woman, and you added on. She has her eyes on you and truthfully I only knew about the Ceremony. I have no clue if she planed more."

My head laid against the wall as well. I lean in to see his truth in his eyes. Given that I felt I must tell him. Yet, I must know one more thing. "She acquired herself with a witch, didn't she?"

He nods. "She was hidden inside. I met her twice and she was full of some kind of rage. You can search my mind but you won't find a thing about her. I assume it's Luna Syline's way to get to you."

Telling me that I know he had no idea what more is to come from the witch. Seeing him straining to gain the stamina of what he lost over his time here. My time here was at an end.

I huffed loudly and push myself off the wall. I got up and looked semi happy to the young man who looked exhausted out of life.

"You're a smart wolf, Cullen. You know when to speak up." His eyes look so hallow and I held it back. "You deserve better from your loyalty. Love even."

He scoffed and avoid my eyes. "Sure."

"You may not believe my words but know the few times Luna Syline came back after the attack on my Ceremony. Not once did she ask of you." It hurt to hear his heart pump less to that. It truly killed him to hear it.

His abandonment.

"I'm sorry." I said as I turn away.

"For what, Luna?" He asked.

I said nothing then as there's nothing to say that he couldn't figure out himself. He was already struggling among many things, mentally.

So, all I could do is continue my leave.

Being close to him as we speak it did hit a spot. I did my best to not tug on it. Yet, it waved off him way too much. And yesterday was too close.

The need to punish off the flaws was needed. So, I said my thanks to the Deltas and left to deal with myself. Shamefully.

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Travis

Least stressful part of my day has to be this. Overseeing. I walk and walk and supervise my people. And now that one hell of a woman has enter my life. She expanded our community. Our family.

I don't care for any faces the witches give me when I do what I must to ensure they're not up to betraying me behind my back on the freedom my mate has gracefully given them.

However, what pisses me off more is one certain witch who doesn't get the hint that he is not welcome here. He was never suppose to return back on this land. And that fucker found a way. A sick, twisted way.

My Elizabeth.

Finding him helping an elder lady set some crap on her porch. I scowled him the whole time. The slug acted like he never noticed.

"Can I help you Travis, old pal?" He said as he finish helping the lady. His little names pushed me to claw at him.

"No. Just surprise to not see you gawking my wife's ass for once." I sounded more annoyed than I wanted.

Perry smirked like the asshole he is. And his walks to me extended my need to slice his throat.

"Why, are looking for her? Oh, don't tell me you lost mon Pétard." His fake concern had me snarling at him. But what ticked me off was his little pet name for her.

"One day she's gonna see through all your bullshit and she'll be better off. I, myself can't wait for that ball to drop when she dumps your slug ass. So your pet name can die along your game."

Taking his chin with his hand he seemed to not be fazed by my words.

"Surely, you should know now that's very hard to find true." A light chuckle broke loose of his lips. "Your wife has told me herself, she's fond of my existence in her life now. So, we share, Travis my boy."

His high smug face pushed me more and more. Without causing another damn scene. I lower my voice and bare my canines inches from his face. "Why the hell are you still breathing on my land?"

"Tsk tsk tsk. That's simple and you already know it."

I gave space hating his damn air choking mine. Changing his expression it gave the old Perry back. The stone demeanor one. Cocky.

"I'm fairly disappointed on how you are Travis. I expect more for her care."

"Excuse me!" I almost lost it then.

His slump eyes read nothing. "You need to do more. Why hold yourself back if you claim she's the love of your life. f**k man, if you're not gonna do it properly let her go. s**t I've done more yet you're her f*****g mate."

"There's nothing I wouldn't do for the sake of her."

"Then why on Earth do you do so little. If you're not gonna be the Travis we all know, then she's better off with me. That's what keeping me here." He spit out.

"You don't know a damn thing. You have no idea what the hell we've been through. Your late night text is nothing compared to what we have."

Perry shifts in frustration. Like really, you're frustrated. "Oh, come on, man. I heard it all. I'm on the other side of the world defending her and killing bodies after bodies. I had more blood on my hands since I met her. And you." He laugh.

"We both have blood. Mine is honor and yours is just.." I blow out air of disgust.

"At least I'm myself. And she adores that. But I can't say the same about you." Ignoring his first words I scowled to his assumption. "Be honest. I see your restrain."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Where's the old Travis? Does she know him? Or do you fear she'll think of you as a monster and leave you? By then she'll be mine." The cocky asshole said.

"I'm doing better by her. I'm being the man she needs." Goddess know my anger does kill. I won't survive if it kills her.

Perry shook his disapproval at me. "Hiding that part of yourself will ruin things. You'll explode like last time. And what then, huh?"

I knew what he talking about. It was at an old gather. I was just helping some innocent girl from being raped. No hesitation, I killed the 2 men. That's what he talks of. The blood shred and anger combine. Like it wasn't a f*****g curse.

But it is.

"If you really love her. You'll be yourself. I mean that's how I am with her and not once has she push me away. In fact, she has pulled me in more during my visit."

Slipping out of my bloody mind I reminded him the truth. "She pity's you. She'll never fall for all this fake shit." He laughs in my face.

"We'll see, old pal."

Malcolm surface to glow his hues. "I'm warning you Perry-"

"No, I'm warning you, Travis." He shouted in a whispered with manic eyes.

That had no hit to me though. "I don't care if she considers you as a friend. Elizabeth is chosen to be my mate, and my soul. That's not nothing and if anyone, including you, tries to take her, I'll kill you." I admitted in the wind it blew high.

His body relax as he falls to his stone demeanor. "Good. Prove it now." Perry walks off like our chat was friendly.

He said those things for a reason though. He wanted to f**k with me. He has been doing it ever since that party.

My mind began to slip to its pit, wondering if I'm failing.

Just out of thin air, Mason appears. "Travis? What's.." I turn my head to his voice.

Seeing him after Perry loosens my thought. While smelling an all too sweet. My eyes locked on a tupperware of sweets.

"Hey are those min.."

Mason hugged the container to his body. "No. They had my name on them." He defended with a mouth full." I glared hard and decided to not fight him.

I huffed out him name. Perry f****d with my mind. And it hit the one part I haunt myself with daily.

"Hey, what's up, man? If that ass did something you call it. I'll hide the body and tell his parents he fell in a bear cave wondering the forest." He declared so quick. I like it.

I shook my head. Seeing my witch's face flash in my mind. "Am I keeping her from happiness? I'm doing what I can to keep her safe but at what cost if she's not happy."

"She knows you, man."

"That doesn't answer. I wouldn't be surprise if she sees the truth and leaves."

"She wouldn't leave. She f*****g loves you."

"Yeah, well, she still left last time. And the other times were before she was scared of it all."

"That was different." He said nothing. "Your love is so rare, it's literally out of a f*****g fairytale. And people are gonna come for that. Surviving what you guys have is not gonna be easy but if anyone can, it's you two."

"I don't want it to kill her."

"I think we're pass that." He joke but I didn't. "Look just do this one thing, don't get yourself kill. She may not be able to die but if you do, it will kill something inside of her. Her life runs on you breathing."

"As do I, man. It's the goal to live the sweetest life we can." Together.