Chapter 7

• Luka's pov
• "Did you do it?" My mom asked, just as I stepped inside.
• "Yes mom I ended what ever friendship I had with the human" That was how they addressed her. It's not like she saved my life or anything, but they wouldn't know that.
• Before I got back two weeks ago, everyone was drop dead worried about me. I didn't get why, I'm a grown ass man. But apparently Ty made everyone think that I was in danger.
• After I got back, my mom was the first to speak that I 'reeked' of a human. I told them the lie I told Caleb and they bought it. They didn't like the part about me agreeing to be friends with Victoria though.
• We don't resent humans or anything, it's just that our secret has to be kept a secret, and this pack in particular didn't have a good history with humans. So I understood their concern, but something inside of me knew Victoria wasn't like that.
• Even my wolf felt calm around her, and that was quite unusual given that he's on edge with everyone else most times.
• My theory was that he appreciates the resemblance that Victoria has with Ella. It still confused me about how much alike they looked.
• I knew they aren't related because Ella was a full bred wolf with Alpha blood, so any relatives would've been easy to scent out.
• When I saw her that night, I could've sworn that it was Ella who sent her, but I don't believe in the dead interacting in living affairs. Hence, I just marked it as a mere coincidence and good timing.
• I knew deep down that what I was doing was wrong and weak. Especially being an Alpha blood, my pack would've seen me as weak, making everything I did and the reputation I built be in vain.
• I knew they understood why I stepped down, any wolf would. I also knew, however, that they were all looking for me to resume my duties soon.
• If I had succeeded with the jump, they would've been broken, losing both their Luna and Alpha in a matter of twelve months.
• When I thought about it, I realized how selfish I was being. But it was just so hard when the darkness consumed me, making me desire to be anywhere but here just to escape from it. Even just for a bit.
• Yet I knew and still know, that it was never the right thing to do. I actually wanted to get past this. The problem was, I don't even know where to start.
• When I met Victoria, she had been so drawn to me that I didn't understand. I mean, I can't always blame it on my good looks. No cocky shit.
• For a second, for a tiny second when she offered to be friends, I had hope. But then reality set in and that hope was gone.
• I knew I couldn't have a friendship with a human without risking everything, but I assumed I could try to keep communication minimal and meet only a couple times per month. My secret would be safe, and the friendship would be able to survive.
• However, when I got home and told my family everything, they resented the idea, reminding me what happened the last time we had a human here.
• So I decided to go with their plan-- with my mother's plan actually. After the first week, everyone kind of lost interest in the matter. Everyone except my mom.
• She was always on my back, telling me not to talk to the human regular, reminding me each time the reasons for her insistence. It was starting to get annoying.
• I love my mom and I knew she was just looking out for me and the pack, but one person can only take so much before they snap, again.
• The small conversations I had with Victoria put me at ease. I don't know how in the world that was possible, but I wasn't complaining. I knew that a part of it had to do with my wolf liking her, and for that I was grateful.
• Now it's gone.
• As much as I hated to admit it, my mother was right to some sense. It was too risky for me and for her. So when I saw that she wanted to meet, I took it as a chance to get it over with and done.
• At first I chickened out. I thought seeing her again would've made it harder, and it did. But I did what I had to do. Maybe it was the best. She reminds me so much of my mate, and I want to move on, not get stuck in a living constant reminder of what I lost.
• Besides, I knew the only reason why she be-friended me was to 'save' me and that sorta pissed me off. I don't need anybody to save me, and it's irritating when people see me as an assignment to be fixed, ignoring the fact that I don't want to be exploited emotionally.
• She caught me in a vulnerable state and I know now that I can't go back there, but I didn't want to be saved. I'm perfectly fine.
• So, as I laid in my bed thinking about my next move, all I could think about was if I'd be able to actually stay away from her.
• Whether I like her intentions or not.
• Whether my family likes it or not.
• Whether I'll be putting myself and her in danger or not.
• I'll try, but I don't know how long I can actually stay away.