Katya
“So I only have to push her toward Jonah, pray she chooses Jonah before she shifts,” I ask Seline.
“No, unfortunately, fate always changes. It is always altering, depending on the person’s mindset. I believe nothing you do will stop them from meeting,” Seline says.
I shake my head. Deep within me, I have a fierce urge to protect my daughter, but I also know that as she grows up, she will have to make her own decisions.
“So If I warn her, it could alter her future?” I ask as I bite my bottom lip and try to look anywhere but at Seline.
“Yes, but there will be consequences for every change you make, Kat. Fate and destiny aren’t to be altered lightly. I have made that mistake many times. I nearly lost my daughter because of it. Eventually, I realized her happiness was all that mattered. It broke my heart letting her enter the fountain of life, and I paid the consequences, but she chose to go back to Marabella. There is more to life than the mate bonds, it’s about living and choosing your path, and that’s why when she volunteered for Marabella, I didn’t stop her.”
“But Kora remembered me when I came here.”
“Yes, because after you set her free, she didn’t intend to go back, Kora had limited memory of your bloodline, she is blessed after all, but not even she could predict everything. She only knew from the visions she shared with you, she was going to live here and remain. Now that I have placed her with Marabella, she won’t even remember you,” Seline explains.
I tilt my head and glance at her, raising an eyebrow. “So there is nothing we can do to prevent them from meeting?”
“No, sometimes we don’t get a choice.”
“But we are Moon Goddesses?” Seline waves me over to the fountain again.
She runs her hand through the murky water, and two vessels with their two wolves appear, and I instantly recognize them.
“Sage and Sierra, Andrei and Donnie,” I mutter under my breath.
“When we first tried creating the mate bond, we mated Lycan’s to Lycan’s. We don’t give a second chance, mate. It makes it too complicated, or I thought it did, but look closely and tell me what you see?” she says.
I squint my eyes and lean a little closer to the murky water. Then, I finally notice a tear in each aura that surrounds the vessels. The tear on the Lycan side.
“The Lycan aura is severed.” I whisper.
“Correct, Sierra and Donnie were Lycan mates before I started using werewolf/human vessels, they were the first pair we made because Lycans are savages. Most killed each other not fixing anything because they had no humanity, but Sierra and Donnie, they became fused to each other even after death, their souls stuck. So I separated them, giving them mates. Yet both of them died, and I have noticed every time I separated them, they seemed to be on a never-ending loop that usually ends in one of their deaths, except this time because they found each other.”
I tear my eyes away from the water and look up at her in question. “When you say never-ending loop, you mean history repeating itself?”
“Yes, but only Sierra’s for some reason repeats, and she can actually remember parts of her past lives for some reason. Whereas Donnie can’t, but he feels connected not only to the vessel but Sierra. Sierra suffered the same way as Sage when she was pure Lycan. She was the weakest Lycan in her pack, the others took advantage of that before eventually, Donnie saved her and I merged them, bonded them together. They were the only Lycans that bonded without killing each other. So when they died and came here, I noticed when I placed them in the fountain of life, they instantly merged, and ever since, they have merged on their own. Donnie is Sierra’s safe place, and Sierra is Donnie’s calm one, and no matter how much I tried to separate them in the fountain, they would merge back eventually.” She gently shakes her head and smiles, as if she’s still struggling with how it can be possible. Like she is watching a miracle happen before her eyes, and she isn’t the one who’s responsible for the said miracle.
“But yet you gave them mates before each other?” I tilt my head and hum, attempting to figure out the reasoning behind her actions.
If Sierra and Donnie were literally meant to be together, almost created for each other even before the pairing happened, why would she still try to separate them?
“Yes, I wanted to see if I could separate them. I have tried a couple of times to test the theory, but no matter who I bond them to, the mates I choose for them die, and then they don’t find each other. So when you asked if I could give Andrei a second chance, I gave him Sage, but this is what I mean about meddling with fate. For some reason, Sierra’s trauma in her past life has remained with her. She suffers, again and again, the same fate, and so does her vessel, which is now Sage. It happens every time I try to separate them. Something we need to realize we can’t control, just like I tried to control who they were mated to, the consequence of me trying to mate them to other people was that their mates always died. You never know the consequence of meddling with fate, and sometimes it isn’t worth meddling with, it will cause more heartache.” Seline glances at the water as raw sadness radiates off her.
It must have been so hard on her to watch her children suffer like that. And worst of all, this is but a tiny fraction of everything she had to watch over the years.
“So I need to let Marabella and Kora decide because I could cause more damage by tampering with the bonds,” I ask, horrified. Is there possibly a worse future than my daughter killing herself?
“Exactly,” she whispers, and offers me a weak smile.
“Can I see Marabella’s bonds?” I ask her, and she runs her fingers through the water. Two equally dark figures appear in the murky water, and Jonah’s figure floats randomly around them.
“Try to separate them,” Seline tells me, and I do.