ADDAMS

Nothing was real, I was in a dream, a nightmare, Whitney couldn't...

It was impossible, my mind was spinning at the speed of every thought passing over my psyche.

I was on the floor after the hit I received from this asshole I considered my dad. Turmoil was the only emotion that resided inside of me at this moment.

I saw Whitney who was trying to appease my dad, from where I was laid, but I couldn't understand what she was talking about.

She defended me, and as I saw it, I got hopes, the hope she loved me, the hope I would go back home with her no matter what was going on now between Armand Wilson and her.

This man didn't deserve to be called my dad, he was a swine. I looked at the compassion Whitney struggled to suppress toward me and remembered those words from Mrs.Lucas.

When she was on her bed, with the last breath in her lung, she made me promise to always be there for Whitney whatever would happen, to remember she loved me.

As if she knew what would happen after her departure as if she knew what would be Whitney's intention after her death.

I have promised, and I would keep and respect this vow I made.
I stood on my feet and looked at Armamd coming toward me.

"I am the Alpha here, and you are powerless in this situation thus, for your good, keep your courage inside of your chest, swallow your pride, and go out of this house" He uttered.

"She had always told you she had been forced by her mama to be with you"

"Now she can tell you her resentment, without any fear to hurt her mama" he stated, standing in front of me, and looking directly into my stare.

With a sneer, he came to my ear and whispered "She is now mine, son, give up and accept the reality" He murmured.

"Don't dare call me like that again, never and never again" I growled, and violently put my hand on his neck.

"Addams, please..!" She said before she could finish her sentence, I threw my peek at her, the same glance I threw at Armand.

I couldn't control my nerves, and at this glance, she shut up her mouth.

Armand was trying without success to come out of my grip, I read the mercy in her eyes. But why, why was she acting like that?

The help of other members of the pack enabled him to come out of my grasp.

As he was close to me, his scent brushed my nose and I recognized the perfume.

The water immediately filled my eyes, It was the perfume I inhaled the day Whitney came back from the shopping.

I looked at Whitney, at this woman, at this soulmate I thought I knew, at the only woman my wolf recognized as his Luna.

It is a universal acknowledgment that men should be strong, stoic, invulnerable, brave, and able to face every situation with their heads up.

That was how everyone knew men, but this time the situation I faced was stronger than I, and I fell into tears, unable to control them.

They ran down my cheeks as a baby, and I fell to my knees.
'WHY?'
'WHY?' I repeated to myself, unable to comprehend what I have done to deserve this treatment.

"WHY?" I shouted this time looking at her with disgust in my glimpse.

"I am sorry Addams" she apologized.

"Don't ever pronounce my name again" Even my wolf was growling against her.

"Since the first day you started going out without me, you always found reasons to justify your act"

"I thought you were just distant because you wanted your moment isolated,"

"But every time you spent it with him"

"Hell..." I shouted after this monologue, and she didn't reply, she didn't contradict me, which proved the veracity of my explanations.

"You aren't worth all these struggles I make for you" I blurted, she was behind Armand her hand on her maw.

"SORRY" she let this fucking word escape her lips.

"If there was any other way to make it, I would have done it," said she with a look of pity on me.

"I am the one sorry to have believed in you when you were just joking," I said with a lump in my throat.

I stood from my knees to my feet, I realized she wasn't worth my cry and suffering.

"You are just like every other girl, I am ashamed to have believed just for a second that we were compatible" I blurted,

"Try to respect her when you are in front of me" Armand cried out, sternly, he expressed which turned my attention toward him, and I projected him with a kick.

"You are just a scoundrel," I let out, I just wanted to kill him at this moment.

The other members of the pack who surrounded me started immediately to attack me.
They received the order from Armand to throw me out of the mansion.

They all held me and started to train me out of the building, I saw Whitney running toward Armand to rescue him and looked after him, to see if he had no damage.

I would never forget this, that image was talking, it explained to me I didn't have to struggle again she had already chosen her path, her side.

Before crossing the door, I saw this little peek with mercy she gave me, I didn't care, I hated her, and I was consumed with anger, devastated with rage.

They threw me out, I didn't find the strength to fight against them, I couldn't, and I had no reason to continue, she explained clearly which ways she had chosen.

"Sorry Mrs.Lucas, sorry for this promise I didn't succeed to respect, she isn't the Whitney I had known" I yelled out, out of the mansion, sitting on the ground in front of the gate.

I sat a moment reminding myself in a second everything we lived together since the first day, our glance met at this shop.

Tears cascaded through my jaws and I entered the woods shifting into my wolf's shape I traversed branch after branch, destroying everything I could on my way.

It was the first time I had to feel such pain, it seemed I would never overcome this. It was too much for my soul.