Celine
They say whilst on the one hand where truth can be the saviour for some people, lies can work as venom if said in the perfectly right way, at the wrong time. Vulnerability— Only thing a person can't realize about themselves but at the same time, give away the most, especially to their enemies.
When I saw the unsetting gaze of Athena searching for Sebastian everywhere, I knew right away what move that'd get me the best out of this opportunity. Of course, my deep-rooted hatred for Sebastian and the want for revenge can never make me let go of my guards even for a second, I knew where he was cause his own trusted fellow had sold his loyalty long ago. From watching my family get destroyed in the hands of that demon Elijah's hands to standing up on my own feet to seek my revenge, I have seen it all, the best and the worst but the burning flame of vengeance had never lessened, how would it? That bloody Sebastian was still alive, perfectly fine!
But not for long, I'd seen his restlessness, how he ran away from his own home due to the dread of facing his mate. The poor thing only wanted to fix him, but little did she know that the moment she'd finally succeed in bringing the old Sebastian back, that weak pathetic guy who hides underneath this mask of a defeatable Alpha who left no boundaries to cross to announce his brutal and cruel demeanour to the world, their demolition would start. What a scene it'd be!
At this point, it was no secret that Sebastian is very close to losing his battle. His curse was not as strong as prior, and neither were his efforts to hold onto it. The taste of Athena's love got him weak, and to hide his weakness and lie low from his own flaw, he found an escape as always even though this time the chances of it being long-lasting were small.
I shattered Athena today, I broke her really very well and this was certainly going to take a toll on her that'd allow the cracks where the lack of trust and hope would creep in. The tears in her eyes made it very clear she did not have the courage to examine the truthfulness of my words, but it was evident, that the storm had set in her heart would fucking destroy her little by little and she wouldn't even realize when and how she'd fallen in the trap that has been set around her for a long time.
I have lost a lot. I have burned in the flames of vengeance, lost everything I had-- The chances of love, my dreams, my hopes for a beautiful future, only for the day when I'd see the ones responsible for the anguish we went through die a miserable death. The pleasure of seeing Elijah dying hadn't been successful because Sebastian killed him with his own hands, but...this time, nothing can stop us.
After all who was there to stop us? Both Sebastian and Athena had none in this world except for themselves. If anyone could save them, that was they. However, in this chaos and fight of running away from one another's feelings and their own beliefs that they doubted unlike anything else, how would they even get a chance to save each other?
Sebastian thought Athena was a threat to his existence.
Athena believed it was Sebastian who destroyed her.
But Alas! None of them bothered to notice the true danger looming over them and When they'd finally notice it, it'd be too late.
In this fight of love, they'd lose and their loss would be their lives and perhaps, the chance of a supposedly beautiful life they could live together if alive. Whatever, I did not have any sympathy stored for them, it was true that they had gone through their fair share of pain and suffering, but none of it was enough, not to the point where it could have subsided the painful urge of revenge burning in my heart.
And after all these ends...I could finally be where I wanted.
My eyes involuntarily moved to glance at his picture that I had been holding in my hand for hours— Tristan. Only a few days to count until I could be with him, but after everything I did, would it even be right? He deserved better. I had left no levels to stoop, I gave away everything to achieve this one goal, all these years, I had fought and I still was fighting when he perhaps, was waiting for me....that one day when I'd be back and live the life we had dreamed together.
He said he'd wait for me but....I did not deserve to be with him. What'd I tell him when I have to fulfil my promise and tell him about the reason why I left him? How could I tell him that I let go of every drop of my dignity and shame to avenge the death of my father?
Yes. I was the daughter of Draco Thompson. I was Vincent Thompson's sister burning with an equal amount of hatred for Sebastian, trapped underneath the want of revenge and with only one motive in life and that was Sebastian Valdez's demolition— My darkest secret was my biggest weapon, the sword that'd tear Sebastian and his mate apart, wipe off their existence forever and put an end to this story.
Maybe this was the only meaning of my life....Tristan and I could never be together. I couldn't ruin his life by burdening him with my meaningless one. Without me he could be free, he could live his life and maybe someday, find someone better who'd bring the best out of him and not put him in a place like he was now, stuck in the same moment, waiting for someone who has lost the path long ago.
Enough. I needed to stop thinking about him. This was the last time I could afford to fall weak, I couldn't let my emotions rise and ruin everything for me.
I wiped the tears that betrayed me and rolled down my eyes, "Maybe that monster says the truth— Emotions are the devil," A bitter chuckle slipped past my lips, "It could have been so better if this heart was numb."
Standing up on my feet, I put Tristian's photo away, trying to avoid looking at him yet finding myself brushing my fingers over his image before I finally tucked it into the dairy.
Shoving all my thoughts into the darkest corner of my mind, I grabbed my phone and made the call. As expected he picked up the call soon enough.
"Well...I was waiting for your call, alpha's beloved mistress." As always he opted for his usual tone.
"Glad that you haven't forgotten your job, now tell me what's the news?"
"Shouldn't we discuss the amount first?"
"Oh yeah, how can I forget? Without the treat, the dog won't open his mouth," I chuckled, unable to hide my disgust.
"Sweetheart, You should be thankful because if I opened my mouth somewhere else, specifically to your dear enemy, your whole family would have been on death bed right now." He laughed, "So, don't try me because you won't like the outcomes."
My fist clenched to my side, and anger crawled up every fibre of my body but I had no choice other than to stay quiet. I needed this bastard in order to get every news related to Sebastian because he was one of the only few people he trusted. In order to destroy someone, it's much easier to find closer enemies than being the close enemy. And the havoc a close, fake companion can create, can beat every game and turn every table.
"You'll get the amount you ask for if the information is worth it. No need to worry."
"That's what I like to hear," He clicked his tongue, "So, let's give you some spicy news you have been waiting for, cause the fire has already been lit by the grace of Lozano's magic...."