A Gift from the Goddess
Chapter 50

Chapter Fifty She was dead. Myra was dead.

The words kept repeating themselves in my head but I was struggling to come to terms with itbeing real

Unfortunately, I had only remained unconscious for a few minutes before Aleric had managed t owake me up. I found myself on the couch inside and answered all of his questions as best I could,though albeit very robotically. By the time I had finished describing where Myra was and her currentstate, Aleric had quickly left to go get the patrol team scouring the area for rogues. I told him aboutmy dagger that was used, the one from the cave I'd left behind, and even about Thea. What shelooked like, where the two of them had been, and that I'd told Myra to talk to her. No one reallylistened to me after I'd mentioned the rogue knife though. They all immediately went on to highalert mainly looking for them, not Thea. Everyone had thought since my missing dagger was used,that it was the rogues trying to retaliate for killing their comrades. And so, I sat on the couch, justwatching the chaos ensue around me for hours.

People running in and out of the house, giving status reports and confirmations about Myra's body.People becoming frantic as they tried to replace leads. An argument between officials over who wasgoing to inform Myra's family. I felt sick just listening to it all

But I couldn't move, let alone function enough to be of any help.

I just sat on that couch... and watched. Silently. The entire time just feeling dead inside. As dead asMyra now was because of me. And I knew it had been my fault. Everything. She'd said so herself; itwas because of me that her life had become so abnormal. Maybe she might have lived long enoughto have that average life she'd mentioned. She might have had that ordinary mate... those children...and died of old age. Died naturally.

Not dead now because of me.

But I hadn't known. I hadn't known asking her to talk to Thea would lead to this. I hadn't known herlife would be in danger.

"...Miss,” a voice suddenly said in front of me. I realised then that I'd been staring at the torso ofsomeone standing in front of me for Goddess knew how long.

I looked up slowly, blinking several times as my eyes came into focus, and saw Lucy there.

*...Miss, I'm here to take you home,” she said gently.

She looked worried and I didn't need to guess why. It didn't make me feel any better though. ...Isaw Thea,” I answered quietly, ignoring whatever she'd said. My voice sounded far away and stillvery hoarse. She flinched in surprise, almost in disbelief at what I'd just told her. “What...? Thea?""NEST

She sighed. “That might explain a few things then.” “... Like what?"

She paused, unsure if she should answer that, but she did eventually speak.

“I found out about an hour ago what happened to our private investigator,” she said. “He was killeda couple of months back in a neighbouring territory. The pack there have been trying to contact usso they could ask about his last case, but we kept our identity so well hidden that they didn't knowhow to reach us.”

I closed my eyes, feeling the wave of exhaustion this new development brought. “...So it actually wasThea's doing then.” “Miss.. 2"

I had already suspected as much, but hearing this news now only made me more certain.

Thea had been the one to kill Myra.

“She must have realised someone was tracking her down and kept her distance until theinvestigator met up with you last time. It explains how she was able to replace me. She just had tofollow your trail all the way back here. The investigator's death was most likely just so he couldn'talert us when she crossed over into the Winter Mist's territory.”

How much did she know about me then? She must have been watching me since even before theGolden Blade attack. If that was the case then she probably knew all about me... about Myra, andpossibly even about Aleric and Cai too. And that silver knife? Was she working with the rogues aswell then? Was Thea herself a rogue? It might explain why we never found any information abouther belonging to a pack.

But I never would have taken her for someone who could do this though. A cunning, power hungrybitch? Sure. Physically murderous and violent? ..Not so much.

In my past life, she had been conniving, manipulative, and had brought about my death like a snakebehind the scenes. As far as I knew, she'd never done the dirty work herself. In fact, I hadn't evenrealised she'd had an active role in my death until I saw her smirking right before my conviction. Herstyle had always been to act the innocent and win the hearts of the people. It made me wonderwhat her plan was now and whether she was still looking to become Luna. Didn't she realise I couldpin part of the blame on her for Myra’s death? That I could tie her into the whole mess and accuseher of working with the rogues? It seemed unlikely that anyone would let her into the pack one daywith an accusation like that against her. But... then there was my silver dagger. I needed to realisethat the entire thing could now be passed off as only a rogue attack. Maybe she had staged itintentionally like that. Coupled with

gelen the sightings we had not long ago in the woods, it seemed very likely that no one wouldbelieve me if I said it was Thea without proof. The only real evidence I could provide was that Myrahad been with her last... and that the PI I'd hired to replace her from two years ago was now dead.

Not that this option was any better though. Revealing to the pack I'd hired someone to replace herwould only lead to questions that I couldn't answer. It would mean telling the truth about my truepast and future.

A future that I apparently couldn't see anymore. A future that I was suddenly so blind to. And itoccurred to me that I'd been completely helpless this time to save Myra. I hadn't seen it i na visionlike I had two years ago. So why hadn't I seen it? What had I done wrong this time that this stupidability had let me down during a moment I needed it most?

.. But then a thought came to me. Maybe instead of focusing on getting physically stronger to fightthis whole time, I should have been spending some time learning about my mark and how itworked. I had always acted as if I never wanted any free handouts from the Goddess and had beentrying to reach my goal without her wherever possible to prove a point.

..Was this Selene’s way of making me regret that? To prove to me that she was all-powerful andthat I needed her in some way to survive? “Aria?”

I looked up and saw Lucy had been watching me the whole time I'd been silently lost in my ownthoughts.

"...You're not entirely at fault here,” I said, realising I'd last left her last thinking she was to blame fornot knowing about the PI. It was true that Thea most likely followed her to me, but I knew I was toblame just as much. “We should have been checking in more regularly to avoid this. Please ensure ayear's worth of salary is sent to his family with my condolences. It won't make up for him losing hislife, but at least maybe it will give them some comfort until they're able to move past this tragedy.”Lucy pursed her lips slightly. “And you?” I frowned a little, my face too puffy and sore to give anyreal expression. “Me..?" “Yes... how are you going to move past this?" she asked. I could tell she wasgenuinely concerned for me, but I didn't have an answer for her.

“I'm not,” I finally replied after a small hesitation. “I don't deserve any solace for what I did.”"Aria—." “Enough,” I said, cutting her off before she could disagree with me. I could hear my voiceholding a mild tone of rank authority over her which she couldn't dispute. “That will be all, Lucy. Iwill drive myself home so your assistance won't be necessary tonight.” She reluctantly bowed herhead and I shakily got to my feet. It had been hours since I'd moved and my entire body was sore,stiff and itchy from the dried blood scratching against my skin. I didn“t let it stop me though as Iwalked outside, now seeing how the sky had already darkened completely into the late night, andheaded directly towards my car.

“Arial Where are you going?” a voice called out to me suddenly.

It was Aleric's voice. I recognised it too well, of course.

I hadn't seen him since he left to contact the patrol teams and hadn't expected to speak to himagain before leaving. He was helping to orchestrate the entire search party so I knew he wasincredibly busy. “...Home," I said quietly as I kept walking. “Like that? At least stay and clean up first.You're still... ah.” "You're still covered in Myra’s blood, “I said in my head, finishing his sentence. “It'sfine. Ill clean up at home.”

I went to turn away but he quickly covered the distance between us until he stood next to me. Icouldn't meet his eyes though, choosing to focus on anything else around me. “I don't think youshould be alone right now,” he objected gently. “Please... just stay a bit longer. You can wash up andI'll organise some fresh clothes for you.”

He was worried about me. Just like Lucy had been. Just like everyone else who had been staring atme over the last few hours, all while they walked through the lounge room I had sat comatose inBut no, I knew I needed to be alone. I thought it would be best if I stayed like that from now on.“Really, it's fine, Aleric,” I said, shutting down his suggestion almost instantly. He paused for amoment, possibly thinking of what else he could say to convince me, but finally he sighed in defeat."..Okay,” he said, an almost awkward tone to it. He shuffled in his place a bit as if he had somethingelse to say, but instead, he did something I wasn't expecting

..He pulled me into his arms... and hugged me.

Into an actual embrace.

From Aleric.

“I'm sorry this happened,” he said softly, talking close to my ear. “She didn't deserve that. Andneither do you.”

My entire body tensed up instantly at his contact, becoming completely unmoving and rigid. I t wasthe first time I'd been so close to him that I could smell his familiar scent. And yet, even after all thistime, 1 still found it odd to be able to smell his crisp forest smell without the mate bond. For sixyears this scent had been heaven to me. And then, upon his forced rejection, it had become my hell.But the embrace was the last thing I'd expected him to do; the last thing I'd ever thought he waseven capable of doing. And given that I'd just suffered the cruellest of reminders about Thea andmy past on this day, it only made me feel more uncomfortable.

This was the man who had loved that disgusting woman. Who had chosen her. Who had given herhis mark.

..And she had killed my best friend. She had killed someone who had held no threat to her at

all.

She had killed Myra only because she was someone I cared about. Over these last few years, I'dadapted and learnt to be able to disassociate between the two Alerics; the one who had abused andtormented me, and the one who was younger and seemingly different, kinder even. The one I felt Icould help change. But tonight, it was hard for me to do that in light of everything that hadhappened. Because tonight I was no longer the “me’ I had become accustomed to. I wasn't thebrave, strong, willing to overcome any issues “Aria’. No, given the state I was in, I felt closer to beingthe old Aria.

And I now felt scared. Alone. Worried.

I felt afraid that at any moment I could lose someone else I cared about.

And Aleric only stood as a reminder of those very emotions I was too familiar with. He finally let goof me after several seconds, but I still felt completely frozen in place, struggling to comprehendeverything that was happening inside my head. “I'm sorry..." he said quietly after I hadnt saidanything.

A part of me might have felt guilty on a normal day. Maybe I would have even been strong enoughto finally hug him back. But I couldn't feel anything for him at that moment. There was physically nomore room inside of me to be able to feel anything else. “... Thank you for all your help, Aleric,” Ifinally said flatly. I could feel his eyes staring into me but I still refused to look at him. Instead, Ichose to look down at the keys in my hand before walking the remainder of the way to my car.

And as I sat in the driver's seat, looking ahead, all I could focus on was the steering wheel in front ofme. The steering wheel where bloody handprints had wrapped around it, reminding me once morethat this was all real. That today had actually happened; that, unlike a car, there was no turning backNot for Myra anyway; the girl who had considered herself to be completely average. ... The girl whohad died without me being able to tell her just how important she was.