It's not a simple yes or no type of answer to the reasons of why I left everything behind.
I thought I was doing the right thing.
The only thing In order to keep my family together and in the end of it all I ended up losing them.
Was it because I ran away and decided to not fight for what was mine?
Was it because I wasn't like my mother who had always fought for what she believed in while I ran around our home and dreamed about being free from my responsibilities in order for me to journey the world and scavenger the mountains and the sea for its treasures?
That's probably why.
The day those who I trusted lied to me and stabbed me behind my back I decided to run out of that place and to leave everything behind.
I'll finally be free, I thought.
I'll have my family with me and we will roam this planet free of any responsibility and we will choose what will become of us.
That's what I thought until my lovely rose gave birth to our child and lost it.
How in the world does one lose a child?
I don't exactly know either.
One moment rose was giving birth and on the next I walked inside the room to find her laying down on her bed without the nurse who was helping her.
My rose had fainted while I had gone out to check up on the baby's supplies and to have everything in order but when I walked in to see our child she had fainted and did not seem to remember what had happened.
She didn't even get to know the gender of our pup.
the nurse had completely disappeared with our child and unfortunately we had no information to be able to find it. we didn't get any check ups prior to its birth since we were afraid of being found by anyone who could have been a threat so we weren't able to know if the child was a boy or a girl.
That was the day when my heart shattered along with hers as we slowly realized that we would most likely never get to see our child ever again.
Sadly it has been almost nineteen years since that last happened and my rose and I still can't get back on our feet.
"we have no more time." Rose says as she lays on her bed with a pale expression. her soft skin is a pale pink color. she smiles at me with her pale cracked lips as she lets a tear fall.
"you aren't going to die." I say as I touch her cheek and slowly move her hair out of her face.
"you need to talk to him. he's the only one who you can still trust." she says as she looks at me with pleading eyes.
I look at her as tears begin to roll down my cheeks and I cover my mouth with my hand as I look away from her. I try my hardest to not look at her weak and fragile body as I look out at the window.
the pink cherry blossom trees swing their arms as petals fall and dance into the floor and I cry as I hold on to Rose's hand.
as I close my eyes and weep at the thought that my mate might die I think about how cruel this world is.
While my beloved is in her deathbed, the view through the window was majestically beautiful as if it were making fun of me.
Oh, how I despise this world.
Skye's POV
"Let me guess Henry doesn't know about this?" I ask Connor as his eyes turn black.
"if you already know then don't ask." He says in a threatening voice. He finishes putting the chains on my feet and he stands up as he slowly walks to the pure metal door.
I hate to admit it but I am in a way terrified of him.
I try to pull on the chains but they are buried into the concrete. it would have been fine if he had just chained me up with one chain but he put five on my body. each of my wrists have one and both of my legs as well, the guy was so careful that he even put one on my neck.
This jail cell has been used for centuries on werewolves who have committed terrible sins. sins that can not ever be forgiven, and this bastard has put me here to make sure that I don't leave.
I lay down in the center of the room where the moonlight shines through the window and stare at the ceiling.
how ironic... I just got unchained from another dimension and now I'm chained up again.
with chains that are heavy as rocks to make it worse.
to think that he would actually grab me in the middle of the night while I was asleep.
Connor is definitely a d**k.
His reputation is that of someone who loves to dig for trouble. that's the reason as to why I never got close to him and his pack. I found it very pathetic to use the power of an alpha in such a gruesome way that left no dignity. He's not the type to kill because it is justice, he kills for fun.
I sneeze as I wrap my arms around myself.
fucking asshole, he could of at least brought me a blanket.
I begin to shake, and I slowly realize that its so cold that I can see my breath turn pure white.
"s-s**t" I say to myself as I lay down in fetus position.
"don't tell me you are really planning to stay there?" I hear a voice say from behind me. I quickly get up recognizing that voice and I back up to the closest wall near me.
"how come I can still communicate with you?" I ask looking around, trying to find him but I can't. Everything else is too dark for me to see.
"that's because I'm more powerful than the other spirits on the other marks." Death says as floats towards the moonlight where I can now see him.
his long black coat covers every part of him except for his hands. "Skye how long do you plan to be kept here?" he asks with a disappointed tone in his voice which surprises me.
"I didn't think death would have feelings..." I say as I slowly move towards him.
He stays silent for a moment as his eyes look at what seems to be the chains in my body. "you can destroy them very easily with your mark." he reaches to grab the chains in my wrists. "you can't be tied down to anyone besides your mate."
"I want to figure out what he's up to." Death slowly lets go of the chains and begins to laugh freaking me out a bit.
"you really don't know when to quit do you?" he says as he turns away from me. "suit yourself." he says as he turns into black mist and enters my hands.
I let out a small sigh as I look at the metal door and sit in the center of the room.
I just need to figure out what this guy is planning and I can leave.