FROM WORTHLESS OMEGA TO HIS POWERFUL LUNA

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m amid the lively city scene. Today was Kai's

ing Pines resort, located in th

pine needles and wet soil, the

, exchanging soft secrets bene

ment in the city, where the only glimpse of nature w

teasing my stomach. Inside was a silver wolf pendant, finely detai

lf myths...the instinctive bond with nat

out being one himself...a p

ismissed it with laug

hat I was working a late shift at the bakery...a needed falseh

y extended hours and m

about my "flour-covered" kisses, yet I was awa

ture: an unremarkable, brick edifice loc

uffed my way up the four flights of stairs while the scent of c

the spare key hidden beneath the

ttlingly silent. "Kai?" I whispered gently, partly antici

rep

urs ago. Perhaps he had taken a break for a drink with his companions? I attempted to calm

prepared a small cooler filled with champa

e everything on the coffee table. I lit several aromatic

lbum; the soothing saxophone soun

envelope on the coffee table caught my attention. My he

ling a little. It was directed to Kai, written in a

I was aware I shouldn't, but realized I could

of paper. I opened it, my gaze scanning t

this evening. Meet me at The Crimson Moon at 8. Put on that shirt I lov

started

he room started to whirl, the gentle jazz tr

lably, my champagne glass fell from m

n over the carpet, mirroring the

Who's

My closest friend. The one who had b

stepped back, grabbing my chest as thoug

nnot be

d; we had remained inseparable since we were kids. We talked about everyth

the tears eag

r was cool to my touch, the extreme opposite of th

ad to know what ha

his apartment, surrounded by the remnants of my carefully const

d me. I didn't even bother locking it. What was the

knew Kai hung out there. He had once taken me there several months ago. I still remembered the low-lit

the world around me-some supernatural controls turning my life into a m

p in front of Th

e sidewalk, the cool night air a welcome

d to turn back, to convince myself I hadn't seen the letter, to hold on to that illusion of h

reath, I heaved

pulsating. I scanned the room, my eyes

h against the back, framed in the pale yell

ritten in the letter of. He seemed to be chuck

him as her hand went across his chest. Th

was a physical blow, a punch in the gut

on them. I watched as Kai leaned in and kissed Anya

the laughter... all so muffled. The only thing I could hear was my hea

t even feel anger. I just felt... empt

teps echoing on the polished floo

itter, acrid smell that clung to me like a shro