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Chapter 79
Killian’s POV
I clutched my face in my hands and sobbed quietly, I didn’t care about the warriors passing by or the oufies
moving around. My shoulders shook, and I couldn’t stop the tears. Mira was everything to me, and the thought of losing her was unbearable.
I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, consumed by my grief, when I felt a hand on my back. Startled, I looked up to see my dad standing there. His expression was calm, but I could see the worry in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, Killian,” he said gently. “Nothing will happen to her. She’s strong. Mira will be fine”
I wanted to believe him, but the fear gnawing at my chest wouldn’t let me. I shook my head, my voice trembling as I spoke. “She’s in critical condition, Dad. She used too much of her powers, and it it’s taking a toll on her body. Anything could happen.”
He crouched down next to me, resting a firm hand on my shoulder. “You need to trust in the Goddess, son,” he said softly. “She will not abandon us, not after everything Mira has done to protect this pack”
I stared at him, my jaw clenched. “It’s not fair,” I muttered. “She didn’t deserve this. She gave everything to save us, and now…” My voice broke. “Now she’s fighting for her life, and I can’t do anything to help her.”
He nodded. “I know how you feel,” he said. “But Mira is a fighter. She’s stronger than anyone I’ve ever met. You have to believe in her.”
I wiped my face, trying to compose myself. “What if it’s not enough?” I asked. “What if she doesn’t wake up?” “She will,” he said firmly. “The Goddess doesn’t let heroes like Mira fall. Trust in that, Killian.”
His words gave me a shred of hope, but it was fragile, like a flickering flame. I wanted to believe him, but the fear in my heart refused to let go.
Dad stood and adjusted his jacket. “We have managed to defeat the rogues,” he said, his tone shifting slightly. “Many of them ran away when Mira unleashed her power, but we captured some of the others. They have admitted that Aaron sent them.”
The mention of Aaron sent a surge of anger through me. That man had caused nothing but destruction and pain, and now his actions had nearly taken Mira from me. My fists clenched at my sides. “Aaron will pay for this,” I said through gritted teeth. “I swear it.”
Before my dad could respond, I saw Mira’s father approaching. His face was pale, his eyes heavy with worry. He walked over to where I was sitting and lowered himself onto the bench beside me.
“How is she?” he asked, his voice hoarse. “Have you heard anything?”
I shook my head. “She’s stable, but…” I paused, swallowing hard. “They don’t know if she’ll wake up.”
His shoulders slumped, and he buried his face in his hands. “She’s my daughter,” he said quietly. “My little girl. I can’t lose her, Killian.”
My chest tightened at his words. “She’s strong,” I said, trying to reassure him–and myself. “She’s a fighter. She won’t give up.”
He looked at me, his eyes glassy. “I hope you’re right,” he said. “I don’t know what I would do if…” He trailed
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My dad stepped forward, his voice steady and comforting. “We need to remain positive,” he said. “Mira is a hero. She saved all of us. She is strong, and she’ll fight for her life. We have to believe that.”
Mira’s dad nodded slowly. “You’re right,” he said. “She’s always been so brave, so determined. If anyone can
survive this, it’s her.”
We sat in silence for a while. Finally, I spoke. “The only thing we can do now is pray and wait.”
The words felt hollow, but they were true. Mira’s fate was out of our hands now. All we could do was hope that the Goddess would hear our prayers and give Mira the strength to come back to us.
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Mira’s POV
Darkness surrounded me, thick and suffocating. I felt weightless, as though I were floating in an endless void. There was no sound, no light–only the faint hum of something distant, something I couldn’t quite
reach.
“Where am I?” I whispered, my voice echoing in the emptiness.
“You’re safe,” a familiar voice said, soft and reassuring.
I turned, searching for the source, and saw her–my wolf. She stood before me, her white fur shimmering like moonlight. Her golden eyes met mine.
“Hey,” I said. “What’s happening? Why can’t I wake up?”
She stepped closer, her presence grounding me in the void. “You used too much of our power,” she said gently. “Your body wasn’t ready for the strain. You’re resting now, healing.”
I frowned. I felt very frustrated. “But I need to wake up,” I said. “The pack needs me. Killian needs me.”
“They’re safe,” she said. “You saved them, Mira. You did what no one else could.”
Her words should have brought me comfort, but they didn’t. “Then why does it feel like I’m stuck here?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Why does it feel like I’m… fading?”
She tilted her head, her gaze steady. “Because you’re at a crossroads,” she said. “You’ve given so much of yourself, Mira. Now, you have to decide–will you fight to return, or will you let go?”
Her words sent a chill down my spine. “Let go?” I repeated, my voice shaking. “You mean… die?”
She didn’t answer directly, but the look in her eyes said enough.
“I can’t,” I said firmly. “I won’t. I have too much to fight for.”
She nodded, a small smile on her face. “Then hold on,” she said. “Hold on to your strength, to your love. That’s how you’ll find your way back.”
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I could feel the warmth of her presence, the steady pulse of her power. She was right–I couldn’t give up. Not now, not when so many people were counting on me.
“I’ll fight,” I said, my voice strong. “I’ll find my way back.”
Her smile widened, and she pressed her forehead to mine. “Then let’s begin.”
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Killian’s POV
The hours dragged on, each one heavier than the last. The waiting was unbearable. Every time a nurse walked past, I sat up, hoping for news, only to sink back down in disappointment when they said nothing
Mira’s dad hadn’t moved from his spot next to me. He sat with his head in his hands. My dad stood nearby, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
“She’ll wake up,” I said again, more to myself than anyone else. “She has to.”
Mira’s dad glanced at me, his eyes red. “You really love her, don’t you?” he asked softly.
I nodded without hesitation. “More than anything,” I said. “She is my mate. My other half. I can’t imagine a world without her.”
He gave me a small, sad smile. “She’s lucky to have you,” he said. “And you’re lucky to have her. That kind of love… it’s rare.”
I swallowed hard, my throat tight. “I just hope I get the chance to tell her that again.”
“You will,” my dad said firmly. “You’ll have that chance. You just have to keep believing.”
I nodded, even though it felt like hope was slipping through my fingers. All I could do was wait–and pray that Mira would come back to me.
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