Chapter 47

• Ivory's POV
• The heaviness of the choice draped weighty upon my shoulders, a weight that appeared to become heavier as time passes. Abandoning the existence I had known, the world that had once been my safe-haven, was an overwhelming possibility - one that filled me with a combination of fear and clashing renunciation. As I remained in the natural limits of my condo, my look cleared over the cautiously arranged assortment of effects that had once characterized my reality. Books lined the racks, their spines worn and wrinkled from long stretches of given perusing. Photos decorated the walls, catching frozen minutes in time, depictions of a daily existence that presently appeared to be a far off dream. Celene's presence droned inside me, a consistent cadence that grounded me in the midst of the bedlam of feelings twirling inside. _"This is the way we should walk, Ivory,"_ she mumbled, her voice a mitigating ointment against the choppiness of my viewpoints. _"Our place is with our mate, with our sort." _ I realized she was right, obviously. The occasions of the beyond couple of days had unavoidably changed the direction of my reality, pushing me into a world that I had once viewed as fantasy and legend. However, even as I embraced this freshly discovered predetermination, a piece of me really wanted to grieve the existence I was abandoning. With crushing sadness, I assembled the couple of assets that turned out as expected nostalgic worth - a ragged photo of my dad, a worn out squishy toy from my life as a youngster, and a straightforward silver memento that had once had a place with my mom. These curios, these substantial tokens of the past, would be all that survived from the existence I had once known. As I got the valuable things into a little sack, a thump at the entryway penetrated the quiet, shocking me from my dream. My heart skirted a thump, a passing snapshot of frenzy holding me before Celene's consoling presence calmed my frayed nerves. _"It's okay, Ivory,"_ she murmured. _"It's simply your companion." _ With a full breath, I crossed the room and pulled open the entryway, uncovering the natural substance of Sarah, my dearest friend from the human world. Her eyes enlarged as she took in my run down appearance, concern scratching itself into the lines of her temple. "Ivory, what's happening?" she asked, her voice bound with a combination of stress and bewilderment. "You appear as though you've experienced a lot of hardship." A harsh laugh got away from my lips, the sound touched with a sprinkle of despairing. "You could say that," I mumbled, moving to one side to permit her entrance. Sarah's look cleared over the scanty loft, her forehead wrinkling as she sorted out the undeniable indications of my looming flight. "You're leaving, right?" I gestured, my throat fixing with a well of feelings that took steps to pour out. "I need to, Sarah. There's... there's something I really want to do, something I can't make sense of the present moment." Her eyes limited, a glint of harmed passing across her elements. "Can't make sense of, or will not?" The allegation stung, however I realized it originated from a position of worry, of a fellowship that had endured incalculable tempests. Gulping hard, I figured out her look, willing her to see reality that consumed inside my eyes. "Can't," I confirmed, my voice scarcely over a murmur. "Take my for it, on the off chance that I could see you everything, I would. In any case, this... this is greater than you or me. Something rises above our comprehension, our actual presence." Sarah's temple wrinkled, her lips tightening as she battled to figure out my enigmatic words. Briefly, a glimmer of uncertainty crossed her elements, a quiet inquiry of whether our bond was sufficiently able to endure the heaviness of the mysteries I currently conveyed. However at that point, as though detecting the weightiness of the circumstance, she yielded, her shoulders listing in a quiet passive consent. "I don't have any idea, Ivory," she mumbled, her voice touched with a bitterness that pulled at my heart. "Be that as it may, I trust you. I believe that regardless, this significant enough for you to leave all that we've constructed together." Tears pricked at the edges of my eyes, and I ended up venturing forward, encompassing her in a furious hug. She hardened immediately, surprised by the power of my motion, however at that point her arms folded over me, holding me tight as though she could some way or another anchor me to this world through sheer power of will. "I will miss you, Sarah," I gagged out, the words suppressed against the texture of her shirt. "You've been my stone, my steady, through everything. I don't have the foggiest idea where I'd be without you." She crushed me more tight, her fingers diving into the texture of my shirt as though sticking to the last leftovers of our bond. "I'll miss you as well, Ivory. Yet, something lets me know that this isn't farewell, not actually. Some way or another, someway, our ways will cross in the future." I pulled back, savoring seeing her face, committing everything about memory. A miserable grin pulled at the edges of my lips as I gestured, my heart expanding with a clashing combination of appreciation and distress. "I'll hold you to that," I mumbled, my voice thick with feeling. We headed out in different directions not long after, our goodbye waiting in the air like a delicate murmur, a commitment of gathering that hung by the most slender of strings. As I watched Sarah's withdrawing figure vanish into the distance, a piece of me throbbed with the heaviness of what I was abandoning. In any case, Celene's presence was a consistent anchor, an update that regardless of how excruciating the severance, it was an important stage towards embracing my actual predetermination. _"She gets it, Ivory,"_ my wolf mumbled, her voice a relieving ointment against the disturbance of my feelings. _"What's more, at some point, when everything looks good, she will know reality. For the time being, we should zero in on the way forward, on the excursion that looks for us." _ I gestured, my determination solidifying as I squared my shoulders and cast one last look around the loft that had once been my safe-haven. This part of my life was shut, the pages turned and fixed with a self-contradicting conclusion. The time had come to embrace the obscure, to step into the world that had been stowed away from me for such a long time. Furthermore, as I turned and advanced towards the entryway, a freshly discovered assurance copied inside me, energized by the information that regardless of what difficulties lay ahead, I would deal with them directly. For I was presently not simply Ivory, the human lady battling to track down her spot on the planet. I was Ivory, mate to the Alpha, an amazing powerhouse in the otherworldly domain that had guaranteed me just like own. Furthermore, as the entryway shut behind me, the heaviness of my past sloughing off like a disposed of shroud, I really wanted to feel a flood of expectation flowing through my veins. What was in store called, a huge territory of conceivable outcomes and difficulties that anticipated my hug. Much to my dismay, notwithstanding, that the way forward would be full of risks and double-crossings that would test the actual furthest reaches of my freshly discovered strength and resolve. For as I advanced towards my predetermination, an evil power was at that point moving, a malicious presence that had been ready to pounce, waiting for its chance until the helpful second to strike. Furthermore, when that second at long last came, the outcomes would be decimating, breaking the actual underpinnings of the world I had just barely started to comprehend.