Fated reborn - Chapter 84: Chapter 84

A large number of pack members had come outside to see what the commotion was all about, then stood and gawked at the large fire in the middle of the field.
They were all a blur to me, as I stood and watched my memories, both good and bad, wilt down to nothing.
The smoke was a screen now, and I couldn't catch a lot of people's reactions if I tried, and I didn't care. All I knew was that it felt like my heart had been hacked out of my chest and thrown into the fire to burn into nothing like the rest of my items.
Only one expression was clear to me though, that even through all the smoke, their joy couldn't be hidden.
Lykania had a Cheshire smile on her face, and her lips stretched from ear to ear. Her eyes were wide like mine, but not from utter sorrow but pure, unabashed joy. She stared at the flames, and the higher they grew, the wider her smile grew.
It begged me to wonder if burning my things was her idea to begin with and my Father had just rolled with it when she suggested it.
"This is what you get when you refuse to do as you're told." I was too caught up in my sadness and Lykania's expression that I hadn't noticed when my Father had gotten closer to me, or maybe he was just quiet as he approached because he wanted the element of surprise on his side.
"No tears? Or have you run out?"
It still shocked me till now that these sort of words were coming out of the person who was supposed to take care of me, my own Father. But he had stopped being a Father to me long ago, and sometimes, like now, I thought he had never really been one to me at all.
He didn't wait for my response and drew back from me.
"Take her away," he ordered Nicky boy who had stepped back when he came. I felt the irritating presence of the guards as he once again took my elbow in his death grip and lead me on, away from my whole life burning away. Everything would be cinders by the time I was lead to the edge of the border.
I didn't look at anyone as we walked, and a sigh of relief left me when we were a good distance away from the pack house and away from the harsh scrutiny of the pack members.
On one hand, I was relieved to finally be leaving this place that has caused me so much pain and suffering that I had been enduring for a long time before I couldn't anymore. On the other, sadness filled me that I was leaving virtually what was my whole life behind.
I had so much memories attached to this place and although some were bad, there were still good ones that I always liked to remember. The other part of my life in the pack, the physical part, had been burned right before my very eyes and was still burning.
The farther we walked away, the more my heart sank. This was the very same spot Trent and I had separated and I didn't know how long until we saw each other again. The only thing that kept me moving were that he and Daisy had escaped successfully because I had heard some of the guards so were involved in the chase talking about it. Willow was far away in the comfort of her mate's pack and she wouldn't be disrespected again.
A wry smile grew on my lips when I thought of the one thing that still fueled my heart to keep hoping, even though hope seemed like a dire thing to want or feel.
Luciano. Just thinking his name made my heavy heart drop a load or two. I foolishly protected him in my heart because that was the only thing I had left.
The only thing he had given me, his letter, still sat safe in my pocket and I was still thankful no one has thought to frisk me in case I was hiding anything. My pocket felt heavy just thinking of the fact that the only physical sign of hope I had sat inside.
"Faster damn it, I would like to get back to the pack by night fall and I don't want to spend all day shepherding you," Nicky boy snapped knocking me out of my own head and back into reality.
It was now I was well aware of the fact that my body hurt. Not from being hit but just from the sheer stress it had been in such a short amount of time.
My stuff legs dragged across the muddy earth as we walked towards the border. We were so close to it now, and the only thing I could sense was the warriors who were out on patrol in this vicinity.
Blessed as it was, the pack was lined with trees and as you stepped foot into the pack, open field met you, so it was quite easy to catch intruders if there were any. It was no wonder our pack had stayed one of the strongest packs around.
I paused, it wasn't my pack anymore. It was my ex pack now, and would forever be.
We continued on, and just as we stepped through the borders, there was a shift in the air. The protection surrounding the pack, our wards in a way, didn't stretch into the forest and from here on out, there was no one coming to save me if i were attacked because no one would be notified. I would be alone.
The hard wood trees stretched into the sky and created a canopy. The sun light found it hard to penetrate and it looked like the day was already on its way to dusk. The air was thick and warm, and sweat rolled down my back because of how much distance we had walked.
"This is where me accompanying you ends," Nicky boy said after taking me a distance I assumed to be a kilometer from the border.
"Where is here?" I asked, my head turning to observe my surroundings but my only answer was a grunt.
"Figure it out yourself because I don't care," he stated then shoved his hands in his pockets. He spun on his heel and immediately started heading back the way we had come.
"Seriously!" I called but my shout landed on deaf- no, unbothered ears.
A sigh left my lips when I watched him walk out of sight, and until his footsteps faded away into the sounds of nature coming from the forest.
Left alone, in the middle of nowhere, the pain and anguish I had reburied over and over climbed up my throat with alarm and I sank into the leaves littered across the ground.
My back was against the rough bark of one of the trees, as i buried my face in my hands and let my dam of tears flow. I cried and I wept and I cried, and the cycle continued until I had no tears left.
My face was wet from my tears and I sniffled as I sat up again.
"What do I do?" My head was thrown back as I muttered up to the parts of the sky I could see. I felt helpless, and I didn't know where to start from.
Clumsily, I shoved my hand in my pocket and retrieved the wrinkled piece of paper that was my only beacon of hope. I face planted into Luciano's letter and inhaled what was left of his scent, and his scent though faint but still there filled my nostrils and made me feel better.
The contents of it were the least bit joyful, but they gave me joy none the less. He scent calmed me and made me feel like I wasn't sitting alone in the forest, and also in the middle of nowhere.
I stayed like that for a while, curled up on the ground as I tried to get myself together. It wasn't working but they didn't stop me from trying either.
About an hour passed before I got the courage to stand up, and that was partially due to dusk starting to set. There was a 99.9% chance of me sleeping out in the open because there wasn't a pack-that was going too far- there wasn't even a house in sight, and I had to find a safe place to stay before night fell.
Everything still seemed unsure and hazy but at least I had somewhat of a plan in mind. I needed to find Luciano's pack because they was what my grandfather had told me. I still didn't know why it was important, but my best bet of finding shelter was if I went there.
Even thinking about going to Varin's pack was a bad idea because his Father still has a higher rank than him and would throw me out as soon as he saw my face. Same thing went for Simon's pack, but it was just that if he did convince his Father to agree, it would strain his relationship with him and I didn't want that for Simon.
I had started walking further into the forest and what made me stop in my tracks was the thud of something nearby.