goodbye my friends

And so she would explain what had happened to her. It was strange, how even though she seemed to be one of two wolves fighting, she spoke as if she was alone in being harmed. Taking the blame onto herself, even though it was her blood that was spilled according to Erani. Chrysanthe had a lot to take into consideration - especially when Erani pointed out the depth of Morgan's scars. She could no longer have children, no longer build a life around making a family, the young woman couldn't imagine the pain in that, in having that option ripped from her body.


How the hell had she convinced herself that it was a deserving punishment?


She had expected her explaination to be a story of sadness, of deception, of murder and travesty that would amount to the crimes that had been committed. Yet as Morgan spoke, as she told her side of the story, it was apparent that she was taking responsibility for things that weren't completely her fault. A male had taken advantage of her first heat, and he just happened to be a two timing bastard to add to the action. Chrysanthe hated how she considered herself the only one that had done anything wrong - when the blame was on this bastard, this Freak as well. Evelette was a fool for blaming Morgan alone.


She wanted to ask where Freak was now, but the topic seemed to have so much weight with the ivory woman. "Erani is right Morgan, that isn't something you can take the blame for alone." Chrysanthe spoke up, gentle but completely serious about the matter. It seemed the last thing that Morgan wanted or needed was to be coddled - but listened to. "You were young, you made a mistake - but he pulled the strings to Evelette being deceived. He is who hurt you both. I am sorry this happened to you." Nothing could make up for this, no punishment done to Evelette would return to Morgan the little sliver of freedom that had been forcefully removed from her.

That wasn't to say though, that Evelette wouldn't be punished.

"I will not physically harm her, solely because you have requested that she not be punished at all ... But she will be punished for what she has done." If she thought that she could maim one of Valhalla's members to make up for old bitter feelings and get away with it, she had another thing coming. Chrysanthe knew what would be done to the woman - essentially the same that had been done to Morgan. "Morgan, you have been here longer than I've been alive, I can never make up to you the time and love you have given to Valhalla." If she ever needed anything, she could come to Chrysanthe personally.


She hoped that she could be happy with her mate in Amenti. It was a pack that Chrysanthe knew little of herself. "You are free to go, and more than welcome to stay." She had the alpha's support, no matter what she chose to do.