C5 Resolve

She returned to her bedroom when Alora departed, and as she carefully made her way up to bed, she started crying. She balled herself up and cried herself to sleep. Ava's hair was a tangle and her eye bags were heavy when she awoke the following day, with a throbbing headache, she walked slowly to the bathroom, and changed.

She looked at the bruise from Damon's hard grab, which was starting to heal thanks to the ointment she had applied. She cleaned her face and went back to her room. She turned to face the window to see what was going on when she heard a disturbance outside.

The news of the Alpha and his soon-to-be Luna's wedding was being announced by Custodian. The custodian's remarks appeared prearranged, since he only complimented Alora as if she were a goddess. Ava rolled her eyes in disdain, expressing her annoyance at the statement that had effectively wrecked her entire day.

Her eyes shifted from the window to the pictures hanging on the wall. She saw pictures of herself and Alora together, and they brought back many wonderful memories. However, the anger she was experiencing at the moment eclipsed the happiness she had experienced in the past. Her room was littered with broken glass as a result of her outburst of rage, which caused her to knock all the photos off the walls and break the glass frames into tiny pieces.

‘Fuck!’ She was trying to pick up the glass shards when a piece of glass pierced her index finger. She let out a loud curse, but the pain from the wound was insignificant in comparison to the anguish she felt in her heart. As she watched her wounds heal, she realized that being a werewolf still had its benefits.

Ava was filled with even more rage and loathing as she saw her blood all over Alora's ripped picture. She slumped in the corner of her room and sobbed uncontrollably once again. She considered fleeing away because she couldn't take the torment any longer. Ava wiped the tears from her face, realizing that leaving would be the wisest course of action because staying would just make her life more unhappy. Running away seemed like the more enticing option. She didn't think it would be a horrible idea to be a stray—how bad could it be, considering her current circumstances?

She immediately headed to her closet and removed a tiny backpack, filling it to the brim with everything she owned, ultimately deciding to take matters into her own hands and would make her move tomorrow when everyone was busy celebrating. She didn't know if the choice she was making was the right one, but at the moment, all she wanted was to escape as quickly as possible; she would consider the other options later. All she had to do was wait for tomorrow, when her problems would finally be resolved.

The next day

Ava's plan began at precisely 7:45a.m., having gotten up early due to her lack of sleep the previous night and completed all the required preparations. She had already packed her backpack with enough food and clothing for her trip. Because the wedding was not until midnight beneath the moon, she was unable to leave the house until members of the pack finished getting ready for the Alpha and his Luna's union. The streets were bustling.

Ava had planned to go to her parent's grave to say goodbye to them before she goes, but she was unable to buy flowers this time since she didn't want to draw attention to herself. She covered her face with a hood and wore basic clothing. She walked for an hours after leaving her residence until she reached the grave.

Many things crossed her mind as she gazed at her parents' graves. Perhaps her life might have turned out differently now if her parents hadn't passed away when she was born. If her uncle hadn't abandoned her and fled, or if he had just taken her with him, she might not have suffered as much. Instead, she would have had no worries in the world since they would have been there to love and protect her.

Perhaps people wouldn't have looked down on her if she weren't simply so weak, or perhaps if she had been born a strong werewolf. She wouldn't have to go through as much suffering if things had gone differently. However, that was not her reality. She was a broken friend, a weak omega, an abandoned daughter, a rejected mate, and now she would have to add a wolf on the run to her lengthy list of failings.

“Mom, Dad, it’s me Ava” She paused “I came here to say good bye, but this time, I don’t know if I’ll be able be able to visit your graves again. I did all I could to endure all the attacks and humiliations for so many years but now am worn out, I can’t take it anymore. I know that there’s nothing here for me anymore, so I have to leave this place while I still have a chance. There’s nothing left for me in this wretched place anymore mom” Tears rolled down Ava’s cheeks, she didn’t want to abandon her parent but leaving was her only option.

“I am sorry because I know am letting you down once again and I hope that this is the last time I will ever disappoint you ever again.” A strong wind picked up and blew across the entire cemetery as she turned to go after giving the two graves one last glance.

With every step she took, the rustle of falling autumn leaves could be heard loudly. What mattered was the plan ahead; she couldn't afford to look back, therefore it didn't matter if her parents were attempting to discourage her from leaving or to support her.

Later that evening

The wedding had officially begun and the street was deserted. "It's time," she remarked, inhaled deeply, and gave her room a quick glance before heading out. Ava became curious about the union after hearing the loud howls that seemed to be coming from Moon Square. It was a sign that the union had already begun, and the streets were deserted, much like the night of the mating ceremony.

A part of her wanted to see Damon and Alora. Ava's curiosity overcame her, and she stopped to observe from a distance. In an effort to blend in, she stood as far away as she could. The color fled from her face as she watched one of the eldest Ancient join Damon and Alora in union.

“This is the last time am ever going to shed a tear because of anyone and this is the last time am going to let anyone hurt me like this, that’s a promise” Ava swore to herself that night. She turned her back and walked away, leaving everything and everyone behind. And from that day her fate was sealed.