Chapter 41: Chapter 41

**Cassie’s POV**

Until the time that I have to say goodbye to my mate, I am still looking at nothingness. And whenever my son asks why his dad is asleep and why he needs to be buried, my heart shatters in pain.

But I can't cry... If Charlie saw me crying, how could he make it through this tragedy? I am the only person who can protect him more than anyone else because I know the real enemy and even the real danger.

It is already dark, and we are staying at my dad's house. Aron is officially the new alpha, and even though he did not say it straight, I know that he is lowkey kicking us in the packhouse. I already met my in-laws, and even though they want to disagree with my decision to go away, they can't do anything because it is my wish as the former Luna and as the mother of this child.

I cannot fall asleep, and I know that my eyes are hurting so much that I cannot cry more. I have no tears left to cry at this point, but I wish I still had because pain is building in my heart. And no matter what, I can't stand this anymore.

My son is sleeping beside me; he has been tired for how many days? I made him worried because he had been unconscious for how many days also.

I caress my son's hair and his temple. I left the bed and went straight to the kitchen. People are busy packing their things. My dad and brother will be out of this pack too.

I will not let them stay here with that scheming bastard. He is a potential threat to my family, and we are all planning to go to Claybourne.

I also know that it seems too fast. I was awakened from a deep coma, and I saw my husband for the last time. I hope and wish that Kaiden is in a place where he can be happy.

And whether I am happy or not, it does not matter at this point. I can't waste any time. I have to save what I can.

Aron...

That little devil is scheming, and I know one day he will face the consequences of karma. He did this; it is all of his plans, and it plays well with the way he wants to be in that position.

I opened the fridge and took out a carton of milk. I poured some into a glass and drank it straight. I was hoping that it would help me sleep and make it through this night. I am hoping.

"Cassie, why aren't you sleeping? It is so late," my dad said while taking a bottle of orange juice. He looks sleepy, too.

"I can't sleep." I simply said

"I know, but try to rest. No matter what this life throws at us, we have to stay and do what we can. I know how it feels, and it is not pleasant. I still remember the day that I lost your mom.

"I felt like I could not cry anymore because it felt like my eye would pop out. My heart and soul were shattered at that time. I also think of giving up and taking my own life.

"But I remember that I still have you and your brothers. I cannot simply abandon you because I am selfishly hurt. The pain and wounds will heal; the memory will be painful as we reminisce, but the show must go on."

I smiled at my dad and hugged him. I smiled, and he kissed my head. "Thanks, dad. Thank you for making me feel better."

"That is my job, but that fucking brat How can I distinguish his evil scheme with those damn innocent eyes? I thought that Aron was a kind kid. Very passive, but I can see the genuineness in his eyes; it's only just an act."

"I know; since then, I know that he has a deep connection between rogue attacks." I swear that I want to tell everyone. I want to protect this pack from that damn bastard, but I am no longer in position. And even though at that time we were getting suspicious of that damn bastard, we couldn't do anything either."

My dad nodded. "Then let us, our goddess, punish him for his evildoings."

I looked away as I heard that name again. Lune huh? I know that it is an act of arson that I look away from that faith, but I will never trust a merciless goddess who watches from afar and does nothing. And I do not believe in the bullshit that everything happens for a reason. Such an excuse again?

Goodnight, dad, we have to go leave early tomorrow. Let's meet in Claybourne."

"Until then, my daughter."

The next morning, even though the sun is not yet visible and it is simply saying that it is still dark outside, I manage to wake my son from sleeping, and we prepare for leaving. I want to leave this place as soon as we can, for so many reasons.

The first on the list is for the safety of my son and my family, and the second is that I want to forget, even though the truth is it is impossible.

No matter how much I can be in denial, I cannot forget him, and I will never be. Kaiden has always been my first and last love. Maybe I will stay alive for my son and strive for the purpose of being a mother, but love will never be on the list.

"Let's go..." I said to my son, Charlie is a smart kid. I know that he understands the situation well.

"Do we have to leave Mom?"

"We need to, or else I will." I stopped midway through saying those words.

"Let's go, son; there is still hope for us."

I look back on this place for the last time. I hope it will never be a nightmare again.

It feels nostalgic to ride in this car. I can't help but remember the day that he dated me on Clayland. It is such a memory because that was the last time we went outside and saw many humans.

That is also a season of winter, and I remember how boldly he kissed me, even though people there were eyeing us so badly because we were making a public display of affection.

I gulped and retracted myself. I wiped my tears, and thankfully, my child is sleeping at the back of the car.

My dad and brothers did everything to resolve all of our needs to have proper documents and a flight to Claybourne City, the city that never sleeps.

I know that there are not so many changes; the pain will remain in my heart forever, but I still believe that one day, after all of the reasons why I still exist in this world, I will make it and feel again, on his arms, the warmth that I need.

Because the flight will last for about four hours and we have to wait for more, we decided to go inside a local restaurant where we can eat our food.

To our heart's content, my son looked like he loved his hamburger, but he did not manage to eat all of his food.

"Son?" I asked him. His face looks like he will cry.

"I miss Dad," he said, and slowly his tears fell on his face. I want to cry too, but I cannot show my weak side. That is something that he does not need at this time.

"I know it is hard, but someday you will understand this. I miss him too, but let us remember that he is in a peaceful place now. He is happy now."

"Then why is Dad so unfair, Mom? He is unfair because he is happy there while we miss him! I miss the way he piggybacks rides me; I miss him too much."

Maybe because my son is smart, he understands everything now. He knows that his dad is gone now, for eternity.

But Dad said we would make it through. I remember the time that my mom died; there is not a single day that I did not cry every single night because we miss her. I miss my mom too; we lost her too early.

But if that did make it, then we can make it through all of this trial.

We managed to go inside the airplane. I felt numb and empty, and my child seems okay now. Maybe he already collected himself and decided to calm down.

"Wow! We are in heaven, Mom! Will we meet Dad?" My son asked me.

I shook my head and tapped her hair. "One day, but not now, son. He will watch us over there."

I do not want to lie, but I know my son is such a lovely boy, and he will understand everything at the right time.

We manage to sleep the whole ride until we arrive in the city.

Clayland is a place where there are more trees than buildings. The setting is the countryside with mountains. There is green scenery when the springs say goodbye in winter, and the mountains will be covered with white snow as the air gets colder.

And that is a different story here. Claybourne seems like the dream place for young and busy people who want fun and adventure.

To be honest, I am not a fan of this loud place. Everything is loud; the lights here are never-dying, even in the middle of the night. But what can I do? This is the safest place that I can bring my child. The more people there are, the more those rogues will be hesitant to attack us here.

"Is this our new home, mom?"

We arrive at a medium-sized apartment. The apartment here, even the smallest, will break our pockets. But we acquired this apartment with the help of my dad's friend. My family member will be living in the upper part of the buildings, so we can still see each other every day if they come here.

"Yes, son. This will be our new home. By the way, I have something to say to you. Do you remember what we said about humans?" I asked him.

He nodded after thinking so deeply. "Yup! Humans do not like werewolf form."

I nodded back. "That is right. So being a werewolf should be a secret here. Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise."

It looks like we are a bit hungry from that long ride, so I manage to go downstairs and walk a couple of minutes to buy ingredients.

As expected, the cost of living here is five times more expensive than in Clayland. I have to get a job; we cannot survive if we are just consistent in asking for my father's friend's support.

After paying at the counter, I managed to take a glimpse at the television monitor. And there is news about the recovery of a well-known CEO of a company here named Christian Eros, who died on arrival nine days ago, but a miracle happened, and he came alive.

I couldn't help but feel bitter as I heard the news. That is also the day that my husband died, but there is no miracle for us.

The omnipotent that we believe is much crueler than the human god, I guess.

I came back to my senses and hurriedly went back to the apartment. My son is playing dominoes, and I left him in the living room to cook some pumpkin soup and roasted baby back ribs.

After having our dinner, my son is sleepy, so I clean the room as fast as I can. I made him drink warm milk and let him have a good night's sleep.

I left him in this room and went to the living room to drink some alcohol. It seems like my insomnia is getting worse and worse. I sigh and drink my fourth glass of wine at the moment.

After that, I decided to look outside, and people are still walking on pedestrians. Everyone seems to live so normally, and I wish I could turn back the time and save my husband. Even with a selfish desire, we can live here without any problem. No more pain again.

But I cannot bring back the time. All I can do is hope that the next day will be better and better.

I sigh and manage to sleep beside my husband. It feels cold—too cold that I remember this being warm again. I silently cried again. I cannot imagine if one day I cannot remember his warmth anymore.

Kaiden, I love you so much. Please help me get through this.