Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 299: The files…?

Kael.

"Lady Chalice is in pain! She would need a healer!" The words from Desmond, one of the new recruits snapped me out of my reverie, but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to lift even a finger.

I know that saying that I do not care about her or her unborn baby would sound like some sort of evilness but I didn’t care because it was the truth.

I couldn’t bring myself to care about her especially after everything. With Leilani... and Jennifer.

It still felt like a dream, like I was in a daze whenever I thought about how it was just coming to light that she had played a major role in Jennifer’s death. She had been the one to almost ruin our lives, not Leilani; And yet, we had been so indebted to her, we almost blindly bonded our lives to hers forever.

"Alpha please, she’s been asking to see you! She’s been in so much agony since the crack of dawn, and I... I..."

"Should get her a healer!" I snapped, interrupting him as I swiftly rose to my feet. "And I am not one."

Desmond smiled as he took a step back, watching me as if half expecting me to immediately rush to Chalice’s aid. I took one glance at him then at his trembling hands, and immediately decided that this was not important.

What do I know, he may have been paid to do this.

I snapped; "Now leave."

For a moment— too long, he stood there, staring at me like I had just stepped right out of his nightmares. His eyes thinned for a second then he lowered his head. "I’ve gotten her a healer. I did so before coming to you."

"Then why did you still decide to come to me?" I gritted out,

"Because she asked for you."

Nothing about why he said made any sense to me, so deciding that I didn’t want to be a part of this, I marched out of my office and began to make my way outside.

But it wasn’t Chalice that I wanted to see.

It was Leilani.

It was the girl we had turned against. The girl we had hurt. The girl who I had been bonded to but had done everything within my power to torment all because I wanted her so-called sister, the real witch, to live comfortably.

"I am such a fool."

This thought was the only thing plaguing my mind as I drove all the way to the florist shop not so far from our estate. I picked the largest bouquet of daisies I could find, and listening to the old lady rant on and on about; "How lucky the woman in my life was to have me," I paid her and stepped out of her shop.

"Love her!" She shouted from behind me, "you’re one fine young man and she’s blessed to be loved by you!"

"I don’t think that’s true, or that she would agree with you!" I responded and I saw her frown at me, her lips downturned at the corners.

However, before she could respond, I was already in my car and driving away like a mad man, beating all the traffic regulations known to man.

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I arrived at her house exactly ten minutes earlier than I should have with my heart pounding so hard against my chest, one would think I had just been caught stealing.

I rearranged my dress shirt, fixed my look in my rearview mirror and stepped out of the car in slow motion; you know, like how Elvis Presley would do in old movies.

My steps were sharp and calculated as I walked up to her door then knocked; But as soon as I heard shuffling coming from inside, I went on one knee and waited.

And waited and waited.

I knocked again just as the door flew open.

"Lani, I am sorry for stopping by without informing you first, but I just wanted to let you know that I am a fool. A complete and utter fool. I was stupid to have participated in anything that hurt you in the pa—"

"Are you okay, Alpha?" A concerned voice drifted into my ears and it wasn’t until I heard it that I lifted my head slowly, my heart almost dashing out of my chest when I came face to face with familiar blue eyes.

Not purple.

Blue.

And the person was chuckling quietly, his face so red, I could swear that he was almost about to combust.

Embarrassment slammed into me like a freight train and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to the moon goddess that the ground would open up and swallow me whole.

But it didn’t.

Does the moon goddess ever respond when you need her?

"Where’s Leilani?" I asked softly, ashamedly.

Gavin laughed. Like really laughed. I didn’t even notice when he plucked the flowers from my hands until I noticed it in his. "Leilani went for a business meeting," he said comically, "so I am very sorry she never got to see your performance."

Performance.

He just called it ’My performance’.

Lord in heaven, take me this very instant!

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Leilani.

I had come to an agreement with Darius and everyone else. Against my better judgment, I had even rushed to get everything ready quite on time; So tell me why I was already halfway to his office after about seven hours of working nonstop, and I can no longer find the files?

Tell me why all my hours of hard work were gone just like that?

My hands trembled as I forced myself to park at the side of the road, and after I did, I literally turned the entire car upside down, looking for files that I could swear I had seen just some minutes ago.

My phone chimed just then and when I picked it up to look at the screen, my heart fell. Why?

Because it was my alarm reminding me that it was exactly thirty minutes until the start of my meeting with Darius, and at this rate, I already knew that I would arrive there a little too late.

"Fuck!" I spat as I threw it to the back of the car.

My panic got the best of me as I hopped right back into the car, but this time, I was less focused than I should have been. I hit a U-turn and began to drive back home, but at an intersection, I had been too lost in thoughts to see the truck speeding towards my car. And by the time I finally saw it, it was already too late... too close.

A scream tore out from the back of my throat just as the collision occurred and as broken glasses and loud screeching sounds filled my ears, the only thing I could think about was the files.

I had seen them.

I could remember placing them in my car earlier; so what the fuck had happened? Goddess, is all of these planned?

Before I could come up with an answer or anything of the sort, my head banged against something sharp and hard but I was too weak now to scream.

Blood poured out from a cut on my head and my eyes fluttered closed as I fell down and down and down into the abyss that called out to me.

Then there was silence.