The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 247

"Please, Avery," he said in tears. I knew he had no words to plead his case. So I looked him dead in the eyes to make my demands. Demands I knew he would not be able to deliver.

"Go and lock Michelle up in the garage and repeatedly beat the shit out of her wolf for three years.

Starve her and humiliate her over and over again.

Fuck her out of pity and let her know that is why you are fucking her; let her know you touched her because you can't let a wolf in heat roam about your house.

Degrade her and make her feel like shit.

Then, make her a spectacle to your men and pack members.

Go and do that, then come back in three years," I said with a grin, and he bowed his head.

I had told him to do all he did to me to Michelle for the time he did it and return.

I knew he couldn't. He did not have that luxury of time, but those were my terms; an impossible task he could not achieve.

I wanted him to hear what being with him sounded like, and he knew.

He needed to hear what he did and how long he did it. He needed to see the extent of his wickedness toward me.

"My pack is in shambles, Avery. I will lose my pack if you do not come back. Michelle can't do shit.

I do not know how to handle the arsenal and the shelters.

Your food preservation schemes and safety schemes have died.

People are moving to Leo's pack, where the luna is active. Please.

That pack was left to me by my father. I can't lose it," Max confessed, and I realised why he wanted me back. The very reason he did not let me go.

"Let Michelle do it," I said.

"I will happily draft you a plan for old-time sake so she can have something to follow, but I am not coming back to you. I can have this conversation with you because I have moved on. I have healed. My heart is in the right place. I am getting married soon, and Marcel and I plan to start a family. I have too much going on for me here. I can't return to that hell hole. I will advise you to walk away," I told him, and he shook his head.

"You were mine. You will always be my Avery," I saw the possessive rage in his eye.

Where was it when he maltreated me for three years?

Where was it when he repeatedly chose Michelle and his men over me? Where was it when he hurt me to my soul?

"You know I didn't give you up. You told people I gave you up, but we both know what happened that day. You deliberately stopped fighting and let them overpower us. You knew I would have no choice but to let you go... You told everyone that cared to listen that I threw you to them like you didn't mean anything, yet we both know it was a lie," he said accusingly.

"I could not die for a pack that maltreated me and a man that destroyed me. I had to get away from the beating. It was a saving opportunity, and I took it.

I knew you wouldn't give Michelle to them, she claimed to be pregnant, so I knew you would give me up instead.

I was the useless Luna that wasn't your fated. Your biggest mistake," I said boldly, and he opened his eyes in shock.

He did not know I heard all the things he said about me.

"Yes, Max, I heard most of your love discussions with Michelle. How you found me repulsive. How you wished you never had to fuck me again. How you only sleep with me when I am in heat out of pity. How you wished you waited for her," I said and hearing me say those words brought tears to my eyes.

"Where was Echo when I met you?" I asked him because we had known each other before we got our wolves.

He was two years older than me, but it didn't matter. I had known him since I was fourteen years old.

We didn't date until I was sixteen.

Max never touched me until we married when I turned eighteen, and I got my wolf. I was twenty-six now, and he was twenty-eight.