The Tripartite Mate Bond Chapter 160: CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTY

Watching the one you love die more than once kind of kills something inside you.

I couldn't even get angry at everyone who had said this was the best option. I was angry at myself for believing them.

I should have asked more questions, I should have been here instead of going to claim a throne that I didn't even need. Maybe our bond would have kept her tethered to this plane instead of her dying right as I got to her

“Aurora?” I heard Axel’s voice as he stumbled out of the car.

“She's gone, brother,” I choked out, holding her cold hands tightly while Zelda muttered chants in her own little world.

“That's impossible, I can still feel her,” he exclaimed but I shook my head and right in front of me, he felt the bond rip apart. He went into shock, amplifying my feeling of guilt.

I couldn't even bring myself to be angry at her, she gave me the options to choose and I chose the wrong one.

“It's all my fault!” I exclaimed, filled with despair as I sunk to the muddy ground. I didn't care that my pack and the new wolves stopped whatever they were doing to look at me.

“Alpha? What's wrong?” My beta asked me but I was in no mental space to respond, I was just filled with self hatred.

“Why is she doing whatever the fuck she's doing?” Axel asked, finally breaking out of his shock and stumbling over to where I sat on the ground.

“She was supposed to be removing her human blood so her goddess blood will flow out. I didn't ask for the specifics of it and gave her the go ahead and now..” I choked on my sobs, watching her lifeless body on the wooden bench where I'd laid her on.

Zelda's mutterings were beginning to piss me off and I got up with the intention of leaving. Maybe she was helping her get safe passage in the afterlife and if I stopped that, something might go wrong.

The last time I'd arrested the woman, I'd nearly driven Elena to exhaustion so I'd learned my lesson. Besides, Aurora wouldn't have like that.

Fuck, I couldn't believe I was talking about her in past tense. My wolf was numb, inactive, so I was in this alone; well, not completely as Axel had returned back to his shocked state, taking over my former position as he held her hand.

“Wolf,” I heard the unmistakable voice of Lyra as I walked away from there. It reminded me how unaffected they've both been through the whole process

If I lost my wolf, I wouldn't stand there, watching its dead body like it was a movie so why were they doing that?

I ignored her call and stalked off in the direction of the demon that had done to this to my mate, in hopes of pouring this anger and hatred into something else

“Wolf!” She shouted, anger lacing her tone, leaving no room for arguments.

“What?!” I rebutted, immediately regretting my actions. She was more affected by this than I was so maybe I shouldn't be going off on her. Maybe her way of mourning was different so I turned towards her this time.

I loved being in tune with the feelings of other people but in times like this, it was really difficult.

“You humans and giving up so easily,” snapped Scarlett in my mind, the sound ricocheting in my already fucked up head.

“Giving what up? Weren't you here when they assured me this was the best option? I don't even blame any of you but I who thought anyone could really love her the way I do!”

“Wolf,” Lyra called again as Scarlett made to reply me, the two voices nearly driving me mad.

“What!?” I screamed out loud, wolves all around me falling on their knees.

Damn, I didn't mean for that to happen and it was obvious these dragons were just trying to mess with me at the worst time ever

I reined back my power, allowing my pack to get back on their feet. I apologized and gave them tasks to get them to focus on something else other than my crumbling emotional existence.

“Look,” she said calmly, not for once reacting to my harsh tone.

Upon her words, I followed her line of sight to where Aurora had been lying lifeless; only this time, something weird was happening.

“What's happening?” I muttered out loud, unsure about what I was seeing.

Zelda held Axel’s hand and was screaming chants out loud in a language I didn't understand.

Her other hand hung in the air and I didn't think twice, rushing to hold onto it.

Immediately our hands connected, I felt a pull on my powers so heavy I nearly dropped.

I realized in that moment that Zelda was no ordinary witch, she simply hid the extent of her powers to avoid alterations. The amount of strength she was pulling was enough to knock out a normal witch but the craziest part was that she was simply a conduit for all of the energy she pulled from the air, Axel and I. The destination was my mate who was floating in the air, her back facing the ground.

Her clothes were changing right before our eyes, the black she'd worn which was torn in several places being replaced by a regal color of bright gold.

Golden jewelry appeared out of thin air onto her hands, legs and neck.

Our mark on her neck glower bright, the wolves in them brightly lit

My right hand that was raised suddenly connected with rough scaled and I saw that it was Lyra and Scarlett did the same with Axel.

These extra sources of power expedited the process of whatever the hell was going on.

I didn't even care what it was honestly, I was just so happy that she wasn't gone anymore. I was scared of whatever she'd become in this new and transformed body but I knew as long as our marks remained true, she's always going to be our mate and that was totally enough.

A golden tiara appeared on her head and her skin glower bright in the sun, the magic lifting the roof of the shed we were in completely off.

Suddenly, a bright light shone from her heart, forcing me to close my eyes for a second.

When I opened them again, the excessive brightness was gone and in its place was my mate, with an unbelievable smile on her face.

“Damn, all that gold? Is it because dragon kin love gold?” She asked us nonchalantly as though she'd not just returned from death completely changed.

I guess I was expecting it to be just like the last time when our shy, little mate came back. But the woman standing before us, switching her clothes into different colors to figure out the one she loved wasn't a woman; no, she was a goddess through and through and I developed a new fear.

Now that she didn't need me, what will I do?

“There, black suits me better, don't you think?”