Fated Or Doomed

Tempt Of Treason

Travis

I tried so hard to ignore the agony pain my heart felt. I don’t know how things could of gone so bad. She just flipped. How wrong my doing was to make her leave us.

The small space in my mind always told me I wasn’t enough. That I was doing it wrong. That just maybe, just maybe. I was causing her more pain. Our bond wasn’t enough to love. Our love was just too weak for her.

“Father always said our love is nothing if we’re not the man our mate needed. That we had to be her all. Her wants, her needs, her desires, her home, her freedom, her all. Because if we are not. Another man will.”

“Father only said that to expedited his own wrong doings. He cheated on his mate. He made himself seem like a man when no man would do such a thing to the woman he loves.”

“Yet the woman I love just drove off with our heart in her hand. Not even a flinch of hesitation.” I drop my head down.

“She’ll come back. She loves us. Elizabeth wouldn’t just leave us.”

“Malcolm. She needed more than love from us. We suffocated her and she left. It was too much. We f****d up.”

“No! It was their fault! They pushed her. We did right! And I’m not gonna give up! We can’t give up!”

“I’m not giving up. I just need to feel her again. Nothing seems real when she’s gone. And when she left.. it felt like she was saying goodbye. I just, I want to..”

I couldn’t think straight. I want her so bad my body burns. I fought the rage of painful thoughts telling me she’ll never come back because of who we are. We were a damage of rage. Blood fills our need. That rage was me. Did Elizabeth grew tolerance of us?

I fought it all. Yet the other rage tells me to get up and search the f*****g city and drag her back. Not only convince her but demonstrate how we can do better. Make it all worth her existence. Her love.

Fuck the world for pulling her from me.

After hours kneeling on the dirt road. I walked into the woods. I stayed there where I can smell her. I argue with Malcolm. We agree on strategies to bring her back. Carving in the dirt. Ways to make her believe we are the man she can love. The man she can spend her life forever with. We are not the failure she thinks.

“I will burn this forest in flame. I’ll start a all new pack. I will redeem our morals and claim our mate back. I’m not gonna live a world without her!”

“We are gonna prove to Elizabeth that nothing matter unless she in it. That we are not some lesser kind. She’ll be ours and want to be ours.”

“She won’t leave our side when she’s back!”

I watch as the sky before me change from light to dark and back to light. I ordered Beta to round up the Deltas and Degrees to get her. There’s still a threat. We have more eyes on us than ever. Someone could of trapped her at any moment. I am not losing Elizabeth before I prove to her our worth. I am not losing her at all.

Hours goes by. No news yet. Nothing worth celebrating. My men had no leads. Even Beta had came up empty handed. She hasn’t reach out to anyone.

“She couldn’t have just vanish!”

“Why did we wait. Why the f**k did we sat here and not just go after her like we wanted!” I shouted to Malcolm.

“Because Beta convince us it was for her good. That we shouldn’t worry. He was wrong.” Malcolm growl. Frustrated we let Elizabeth get so far.

Upon their return. Mason links me. I only growl. Minutes later I hear footsteps creeping over the fallen leaves. Mason calls my name. Informing me our pack has fail in retrieving their Luna. Yet when Mason walks in front of me. I get a familiar scent on him.

My head ascend to his. My nostril takes it in as Malcolm’s tail wags. My jaw clench down as I stood up slowly. No words Mason says comes through but failure over failure and lies!

“Where is she?” I said in a low voice.

“We will head back out soon. Further out. We’ll find something.” He says.

His eyes locked on mine but his pupils widen. I watch his figure. And only nod. He began to talk again. With my mind racing with her. With the zillion of threats out for her blood.

I couldn’t stand his voice anymore. I c****d my hand back and connect his face. I don’t stop until I have him pin back. I watch him drag himself down the trunk. I bend down to dig my claw into his side. I feel his bone near my tips. He screams in pain.

“What the hell man! It’s me!”

“Tell me the truth! Where is my Elizabeth!” I demanded.

“I told you. We couldn’t..” I plunge my hand into his chest. Gripping his heart. I looked my closet friend that I grew to call a brother. I held his heart. For a small glimpse second I fought the itch to yank it out.

Maybe now he know how we feel.

My canines pull out. Bearing at my brother. He holds my wrist. Trying to pull me off. He takes one huge breath. “She’s at Connie’s! God damn she with Connie!”

I drop him quick. Allowing him to breathe. I let the blood drip down my hand and fall to the dirt. I scoff loudly to him. “You have treason your pack Beta.”

Mason rubbed his chest. Confuse at my words. “What? No.”

“You have treason our full ship of loyalty!”

“No Travis. I only..”

“No! You took her away and for what! You lied to my face. Hours you spend with her! For what! Some sick of lies you held for each other! Did you waited all this time to just now take what is not yours! For how long have you plan your betrayal to us!” I shouted.

“No gross, Travis it’s not like that. Elizabeth..” Coughing. “Liv just needs time. Let her be for a bit. She’ll come clean and come home. She needs..”

“Don’t you tell me what my mate needs. She is mine! f*****g mine! And if I find you have some secret affair of emotions I’ll have no problem than to stripe your title and throw you out.”

“There is no hidden feelings. We’ve been over this.” He stood up slowly. Checking his wounds.

I strive close to Beta. And he stood in place. “Then tell me why you tempt treason to your Alpha when it comes to his Luna’s life. Why did you go behind my back. Lie to my face just now, huh?”

Mason looked down to his feet. Ashamed of what he has done. I suck my teeth and spit at the ground before him. “You are dismiss of your duties until I say so. Until Elizabeth is back home.”

I turn to walk away and Mason calls for me. His last warning. “You got to let her be Travis. She’s in a f****d up place right now. You got to let her find her way back. We can’t bring her back this time. It’s different.” I ignore the signs of concern lacing his words. But right now. I don’t believe s**t he says.

“If I still had even the smallest amount of trust in you I’ll listen. But the only person I can trust. Especially when it come with her. Is Malcolm.”

And with that I left. I grab a car left at the entrance and drove off. I haven’t been to Connie’s new apartment. But Elizabeth has. It took me sometime to find it. I remember Elizabeth telling me the complex name. It wasn’t in the city.

My heart clench to its wall every foot I took closer and closer. Her scent lead me to the door. Knocking at the door. We can smell her Cinnamon the most since yesterday.

“Let me in. I have to talk to Elizabeth. I need to bring her home. Open the door Connie! Elizabeth! Baby please!”

I plead with each knock. I knew it wasn’t hard to break the door down. But I push the temptation. I just need to see her green eyes. Hold her in my arms before I yank her hair and kiss her lips. Wiping away any dismay she thinks of. Making her never leaving our side after such tragic event. I don’t give a damn about anything else. Shattered heart or not. I just needed her home.

Our home.

*Window Open*

The door swings open and I see only Connie. The sound of a light crash coming from a breeze behind. The patio unoccupied. I knew Elizabeth ran off again. I snarl at Connie and turn on my heels. But the sound of her snapping her fingers lead me to hit the ground and fall into a small slumber.

It felt like hours. I’m not sure how much time I had wasted. I woke up on a small blue couch.

“Fuck.” I groan to a soaring pain to my head.

Connie had dragged my ass inside. I looked around. Intoxicated in the smell of my mate. Yet the only figure I see is Connie sitting on a stool. She sips her drink.

I growl at her and before I stood she flicks her hand down to push my weight. She joins me in the living room. Siting on the couch.

“I’m sorry. You gave me no choice.”

“Where did she go? Why didn’t you call me?” I asked with a small snarl.

Connie tilt her head. Sour look. “You have to let her be. She’ll figure it out. Her mind isn’t okay.”

“No!” I frowned. “What the hell is with you and Mason telling me that. She’s my mate. And..”

“You don’t get it.”

“No you don’t.” Standing up. “She’s coming home.”

“Travis.” She said so softly. She held concern in it. “ Liv is like a paradoxical. She’s always a mix of things. Her emotions are not one but two. Maybe more. She’s constantly fighting herself. She has only had herself for so long in her youth. She can’t trust anything or anyone, fully. Her nightmares and fears are more real to her.”

Connie sighs. “Haven’t you seen how she is when things go bad? Like bad, bad. Not sad alone. But depress to the point she’s not herself. Like a ghost.”

My eyes narrow to her. “She’ve been..I try but sometimes..”

Connie pats the couch. I sat down as a small defeat swims in. “I get it. She has episodes. This is just one of the really bad ones.”

“Episodes?”

“When its bad and she’s drowning she’ll go to Mason and she hates to bother him. More now than ever. She feels like a problem. So when its really bad but can’t be alone. Needing a warm comfort. She comes to me. I brush her hair, care for her, and give her a day or so of sleep until she’s good. But you.”

She said with more tension to it. “It’s different. You are her greatest battle she has to face. She doesn’t think she’s worth it. Fear of your contrition to your bond. Just know. Even when she makes it back she may never think she’ll level up to your love. It’s just her.”

“What if she doesn’t come back?” Malcolm growls in a sorrow.

“She will come back. Just not yet.” She says with no hope to hold on to.

My body drop. I look at Connie with hollow eyes. “What did she say?”

Connie shook her head. “Elizabeth has been through a lot. The closest people in her life has either left her, hurt her, or both. She blames herself each time. She’s trying to protect herself, you and everyone from further pain. And loving another with her soul is big. Last time it didn’t turn out well. She was gone for months.”

My eyes loosen as I recall the story.

“Look Travis. I’m rooting for you both. I’m on both your side. I’ll try, but I’ll also will help make sure she doesn’t go into that dark place if she choices to not come back.” She holds my hand. I slid them away. Hers was not the ones I wanted.

“I need her back Connie.” Looking down at my palms.

Connie hum in agreement. “She needs to figure out some stuff. More about herself. I have her for now. Please don’t come back or she’ll run else where. Then we all lose her.”

My heart crush to the idea of her running off again. To where else could she go to.

“I can help her. If you just let me hide. When she returns..” I plead but Connie only shook her head at me.

Connie gets up. Going to her shelf. She grabs a small orb. Places it down after she mutters some words. She sat back down and tells me to watch.

A projection of last night flashes before me.

“I’m so addicted to them. Not just Travis and Malcom. They’re literally my heart. The reason I’m even breathing.” She gasp with tears down her face.

“Now I’m nothing. With nothing. But the pack and coven. They’re so hard to give up. So hard to pleased. I’m doing it all wrong and I know it.” She wipes her tears away. “Every time I begin to get addicted I stop before it’s late. I tried before we marked. I was always too late. I’m the problem. I know that. I’m always the problem. I don’t know how to fix this? I don’t know if I’m the one when all I’m doing is damage. Everyone. Especially Travis and Malcolm. They’re better off.”

As the projection fades away. I took it all in. Her voice lace in great sorrow. The worst pain I saw in her. I had only myself to blame. And we couldn’t help her. She wouldn’t let us even if we tried.

“Will you please call me when she’s ready?” My voice cage in pain. Connie nods to me.

I got up and left. I had only made it a couple miles out before I drove back. I knew if it look like I left. She’ll come back. I can catch her off guard and talk to my mate. Help her. Plead. Hold her, kiss her. Comfort her, so whatever I f*****g had to do to get her in the car. Even if I have to throw her over my shoulder and strap her down the backseat.

When I try making it up a few steps. Something flew and caught my leg. It burns my flesh as I cuss under my breath.

I woman’s voice lace in annoyance catch my attention while I sooth my wound.

“She will run and you will forever lose her. I have this place spell. Don’t make me do something worst to protect her from you.”

My eyes glow as Malcolm flashes his canines at her. “You can’t keep her from me.”

Connie squats down. Level to our face. “Don’t try me.” She looks at my wound and her hand balls up to burn my flesh more. I groan in further pain.

“I’ll just keep coming. No matter where she goes. Who the f**k she’s with. I will f*****g be there. She is ours! I don’t care if I have to kill hundreds of people so long as she comes back to me. Even if I have to kill someone close to her.” Malcolm snarl at Connie who only smiles.

“We will be there not just because we’re mate. Or because we love her. It’s deeper than that. She knows it.” He adds on.

Connie once again sets my skin on fire. “Go home. And stay there.”

Even after her little attack. I didn’t listen. The hell with Connie and Mason. The hell with everyone. Moon Goddess created my precious Queen Elizabeth for Malcolm and I. I’m not losing her that f*****g easy.

We’re not leaving.

We hide away. No sign of our car. Or us. I watch over the patio. She won’t return by the front door. We waited. For hours and hours. Just to witness her pain ourself.

And she will know ours.