We f****d up and we lost the war. We were forewarned what could happened if forbidden mates sealed their bonds. The worse thing about it, 'Hecate the triple moon Goddess', informed us of a prophecy that could potentially alter our fate. Nobody listened, her message went ignored. Our packs believed we could handle anything thrown at us. You know what they say about about "lessons learned" right? We need to be held accountable for our actions and behaviors that brought us to this point.
Our previous activities resulted in total annihilation of our world. Everything's gone, innocents slaughtered. Our families spent decades building the foundations of our packs and for what? The god of Chaos & Destruction followed thru on his cruel promises. Our packs fought fearlessly against the invading enemies. We poured our blood, sweat and tears into this battle. We sacrificed our mate bonds to give us a chance for survival, he still prevailed.
Without my mates to keep me going, I'm drowning in sea of heartache and despair. Standing here shattered on the edge of a cliff waiting to jump into the unknown. Kimber would tell me to keep fighting, to not give up until I have persevered. She's was my Achilles Heel, my life had meaning and purpose when she was alive. Kimber made everything brighter, more colorful. Her very being was addicting, like a drug I craved. Losing her was my downfall, my wounds are raw leaving me bare and vulnerable.
I sound like a whiny little b***h. I need to man the f**k up! Kimber would tell me to grow a pair and stop worrying about the s**t I can't control. Somehow, someway, I need to find a way to bring Apep to his knees. His reign of cruelty must end, and I plan on having ring side seats to the show. Run Apep, run as fast as you can. When I catch you, you'll beg for instant death. I'll laugh at your tortured screams while decimating your heartless soul. This isn't over, I'll have my revenge. Game on you son of a b***h!