Chapter 39: Chapter 39

Ava's POV

The pain was so unbearable and was like a hellish fire consuming my entire being. I couldn't stop crying over one hit while wondering if I could survive another.

The girls were ready to force me into killing myself, and with this wolfsbane whip, I could tell they were very close to achieving their victory over me, because there was absolutely no way I would be able to bear it.

The first strike came like a thunderbolt that pierced deeper into the marrow of my bone, tearing my flesh in a streak with my blood spilling freely.

My mouth was left loose as I screamed for life as the excruciating even seemed to have seized my breath. It was the most painful experience, which would actually drive me to destroy my life core to escape another lash from them.

As I rolled around the ground with my eyes shut tightly, screeching and shaking vehemently from the overwhelming and heart-wrenching pain, I suddenly heard someone say something shocking.

At first, I thought my ears were deceiving me. Maybe the pain was affecting my organs, but then I saw them rush away, making me believe it wasn't a hallucination.

Jaden was really in the school, as I had heard. My heart became heavier and it all seemed like the torment was doubled. The uncontrollable desire to see Jaden once again was torturing my soul, so I began to cry louder, gritting my teeth in agony.

It was difficult to get up from the ground, let alone leave the garden.

"I don't know if you came here to see me, but I am sorry, we can't meet. I don't even know if we have anything to do with each other, especially now that I have become a slave, a mere tool owned by Nana." As I murmured all this inside, my heart seemed shattered more and I began to lose consciousness.

Many voices were speaking the same thing inside me. They were all telling me to kill myself, and I really felt the greatest need to do that. There was no hope for Prince Jaden anymore.

Even if we are mates, which doesn't seem possible, he won't smell any mating scent from me because I am yet to shift and I have no inner wolf. There was no difference between me and a human.

More tears cascaded down my cheeks and my heart began to thump so fast and harder that I was sure if anyone was close to me, they would hear it clearly. I was about to give up and the panic was too much, yet I saw no reason not to. The odds against me are beyond my power, and I have been strong enough to bear it to this moment.

If I didn't kill myself now, those girls would soon return and continue from where they stopped. Instead of waiting for another day of torture, I should end it all now.

I slowly opened my eyes and my vision was blurred. My eyes hurt from the hotness of my tears, and I could feel how weak they had become from crying all the time.

From my childhood till now, it seemed like the pretty eyes I had were created only to cry endlessly. I can't remember ever seeing my eyes glisten with pure happiness and peace. My joy was like a terror to everyone, and they really succeeded in taking it away from me.

My eyes trailed through every corner of the beautiful garden filled with bright and shiny flowers, and it made me smile as I envied them all. Maybe if I were these flowers, I would have nothing to worry about. I would glow every morning and beautify the surroundings.

Lovers would pick me and gift me to their partners to show love and affection. Isn't it better than being a curse, as everyone suggested?

I looked up at the sky and gulped down my throat. A fresh, cooling breeze slapped my skin and waved through my face, making me shudder at the chilling effect. I smiled again, but the smile left just as it came, almost immediately.

My eyes had just caught the whips lying on the ground a few metres away from me. They had dropped it here so as to meet Jaden.

I took a deep breath in, making sure my lungs were filled before I exhaled and swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. I was finally going to kill myself, and it seemed to be a relief for me, but I was fighting hard within myself to wave away that vision I had.

It was creeping into my head, but I wasn't letting it hold me back from ending my life. My pack members, the same group of monsters who wanted me dead, were the people I would fight for and save. The people who made my life a hell on earth.

No, I can't

"Mom, they aren't worth the sacrifice." I mused, and took another deep breath.

I stretched out my right hand, and it made the wound on my arm sting me so sharply that I had to bite my lower lip to push back the sob threatening to burst out.

Sweat, blood, and tears were all that bathed my body from head to toe and the stinking smell was still oozing around me like I was a sillage tank.

At that moment, my fingers turned into sharp claws, and I smiled weakly while directing them to my chest. It will hurt for a few seconds, and that will be the end.

Just then, it crossed my mind to send my last message to my father.

"Father, I am finally leaving. You clearly told me that your greatest wish was to see me dead, and it frustrates you to know that you can't kill me yourself. I am sure you will be very happy when you see my dead body. Take care of yourself and the pack. Also, you can keep Aurora as your mate till your doom comes knocking on your door!" I sobbed and used the last inner energy in me to send the message through a mind link to my father.

With a loud growl of deep sadness, I struck my claws into my chest so deep that I could get hold of my heart. I screamed as unimaginable pain consumed my entire being.

I was about to crush my heart when a familiar Lycan scent hit my nose.

"Ava!" The voice of Jaden echoed in my head, but what stunned me was how passionate his tone was. The way he called my name was very special, and I couldn't help the chills of happiness that ran down my spine.

"Don't!" His voice came again and I could hear the running strides of his legs, but I couldn't open my eyes, nor could I pull out my hand grasping my heart.

He seemed to have spoken to me from a far distance through the mind with some magic while running over to stop me, but I don't think it is necessary anymore.

I was already losing my breath and couldn't inhale anymore air. It felt great that someone cared for me, but I think it's too late. He will actually disregard me after seeing the slave mark.

"I am sorry," My lips moved, but I was certain no sound came out because I was too tired to speak. Death was already lurking around me, seeping life from me.

Just that very second, when I was about to end it all, I felt a strong grip on my hand as it pulled my claws out of my chest instantly

Another sharp pain struck me again and I lost consciousness. As I fell heavily from my sitting position, I landed on a soothing arm instead of the hard ground.