Chapter 43
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'Die you Idiot!" Diana said in a voice that didn't just belong to her; her wolf was out, too.
In this state, Moon felt helpless. She tried looking around to see if she could see anyone who wasn't looking, but she couldn't. Nobody was close.
She tried calling up her wolf but she felt empty. Slowly, she began to lose the little strength she had in her, only tightly holding onto Diana's hand because her life depended on it.
‘I am tired, I should just give up.' Moon thought as she stopped struggling.
Seeing she had already given up fighting, Diana pushed Moon into the pool, but Moon's grip on her hand was so strong that she could not loosen it in time, so she also fell in.
Not being able to breathe in air awakened Moon's need for survival.
‘No! I need, I need to live. I need to live!' She began to struggle in the water, but Diana still had the upper hand.
Amid her struggle, Moon tried her best to keep the water from entering her nostrils, but she could not hold it for longer than a few minutes.
Twisting her head in desperation for air, Moon's pleading eyes met Diana's murderous eyes in the water, and she gave up struggling as Diana pressed her face deeper into the water.
Someone from the surface raised an alarm, and Diana, who realized her time was up, began flapping herself in the water, her face bobbing up and down, her mouth open in desperation to gulp in air.
Soon the pool was crowded, the guards running the scene.
Moon, who now had her freedom, swam her way out of the water, and sat down by the side of the pool, shivering at the cold penetrating her skin.
No one offered her a towel or said a kind word, they all stared at her with questions in their eyes. The questioning eyes she had to get used to.
'Can't you swim out!" One of the guards asked, ready to dive in to save her, but from the corner of her eyes, Moon saw someone run with the speed of lightning, and soon, he dived into the water.
Aiden carried Diana, who now clung to him, out of the water before keeping her just beside Moon.
The wet and shivering, Moon, who caught all this act, let another barge of tears leave her eyes, sniffling as Amira brought a towel and gave it to Aiden, who pretended like she didn't exist, handing the towel over to Diana.
Memories of Aiden from the past cleared up, and looking at him gentling and caring for Diana made her hate for him multiply.
Carrying Diana in his arms like she mattered the most in the world, Moon felt abandoned for some reason.
'What happened here?" A guard asked.
'She tried pushing into the water," Diana said in a tiny voice that sounded nothing like the devil's incarnate from moments ago.
Murmurs made Moon's ears tingle and she made no effort to look up. Nobody cared either.
'Is that true?"
Moon knew the question was directed at her, but she could not find herself answering, so she kept quiet, looking at her goose-bumped skin.
'Put me down."
Feeling her approach, Moon got hyper and wanted to stand but could not feel her feet. A thousand needles were piercing through them and the cold was becoming numbing.
'Can you leave her be?" Diana's soft voice disgusted her.
'But she…"
'It's between us, I believe it was a mistake on her part. I am on heels, so maybe I slipped on my own, and she tried to save me."
'Who knows?"
Moon looked up to see Diana looking into the eyes of the guard questioning her and for the first time, she didn't feel pressured by the few eyes on her.
'Can you not tell the Alpha or the elders?"
'But…"
'Please. Can't you see she has suffered so much already?"
Looking at the guard who looked back at her, Moon saw his unwillingness to put his hands off the issue at hand, but he finally turned away, and with that, more people began to disperse.
'I have helped you, you see? So you will be at my beck and call henceforth for a month." Diana declared without thinking twice.
Moon only stared blankly at her; her teeth were beginning to chatter, and her head shook on its own.
'Aiden, Dear, I'm cold," Diana called out, and just like that, Aiden was by her side.
Moon looked at him in disgust; she expected him not to look at her, but he did. He flashed her a look that came off as non-expressive but she saw something raw in it.
Bending slowly, he carried her in a bridal style after hesitating for a bit, looked again at Moon and his mouth moved.
Moon tried to read his lips, but his eyes were on Diana, and then they widened; he stepped back and then moved away from her.
What was going on?
Shivering in the cold, Moon looked at Aiden's stiff back as he carried Diana back into the pack house.
She knew only one thing, and that was the fact that she needed to leave instantly, or else she would die.
