Ruined(Eternal Monarch)

~JUNO’S POV~

Today is a very personal day for me. I’m not sure what to do. My emotions are all over the place. On this day five years ago, I lost the reason for my existence. I lost my Darrian. I despise feeling this way after so many years, but believe me when I say that the death of a loved one is incomprehensible. I take a glance at the inside of my wrist. The cheerful smile that was once the source of my joy has become the source of my failures. As a woman, I failed. I was unable to provide for my son. I was and continue to be a weakling. I’m not sure why a man as hands-on as Rex would want to spend time with someone as broken as me. He doesn’t know anything about me, and I have no intention of telling him anything. All Rex wants to do is win me over, but I am unworthy of love or of being loved by anyone. I permitted others to abuse me. Death is the only thing I deserve if there is anything.

Despite my desire for retribution, will it bring my son back?

I’m still frail, just like I was a few years ago. The only change now is that I have more money than I had previously. I’m at a loss about what to do with it. I occasionally wish I could forget everything, but I am unable to do so. Forgetting everything entails forgetting that I was once a mother who gave her son everything but ultimately failed. I let Alex have his way with me and allowed him to use me for sex. He and his pack abused me. I’m not sure why they’re requesting my return, but I’m not returning that pack. Rex informed me today that he will not be transporting me to school due to a meeting. As a result, I drove to school by myself. I pulled into a parking space and made my way to my locker. I could feel someone’s eyes on me while I was putting some of my belongings into the locker. Someone was keeping an eye on me.

Could it be that Rex sent someone to keep an eye on me? I shook it off and proceeded to my first class. I made my way to the back of the room and sat next to a window. Regularly, new students are welcomed into the program. I never took notes in class. I did nothing more than attend and return home.

“Two new students have joined our class. John and Janet are siblings. You may begin. John and your sister Janet will immediately follow. Tell us about yourself.” Says the lecturer

“My name is John. I’m a member of the Silver Moon clan.”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

My eyes immediately opened as I heard Silver Moon. When we are around other humans, we do not use the term “pack.” We will simply reveal the pack’s name. I whipped my head around to look at the person speaking, and our gazes locked. I could tell he knew who I was.

No, no, Alex can never find me. I noticed Janet smiling at me, a genuine smile, as opposed to the mocking smiles they used to offer me the previous time I was in their pack. Immediately following the introduction, the instructor stated,

“Janet, you could take a seat behind Ms. Wolf. On the far right, John, there is an empty chair. I noticed Janet was smiling as she approached me. She sat rather close to me.

“Hello, Luna!” I scoffed loudly enough for her to recognize that it was a contemptuous scoff.

“How are you, Janet?”

Why am I supposed to be kind to her?

They were never courteous towards me. They bullied me at every opportunity. There will be problems for me to deal with from today. They would inform Alex that they had seen me. I am aware that I am no longer secure. I began to perspire at the prospect of Alex locating me. I was aware that I would be compelled to return to that pack.

Is it OK for me to inform Rex? However, in Alex’s eyes, who is Rex? Will Rex defend me against Alex if he learns who my mate is? What will his reaction be if he discovers that I was once a mother? Should I inform him or should I confront my issues on my own? Why, of all days, must it be today? I was meant to visit Darrian today, but instead, I’m meeting his father’s people.

Who is going to assist me this time around?

I attended almost all of my lessons with them. Following my final class, I immediately gathered my belongings and began going towards my car. I got into the car and drove away. I proceeded directly to Darrian’s grave.

~REX’S POV~

Today, I decided to follow my queen. Since she was unable to speak, we haven’t been able to have a normal conversation. In this case, I don’t know what happened, but I know that she used to speak before. Something, perhaps a shock, caused her to lose her voice. I have no idea what she has been through. I am currently attempting everything possible to ascertain her identity. Where she has been before matters, as I will have some leads. She won’t say anything to me at any point. I’m even too afraid to put my hands on her. She appeared to be fearful of me. I’m not trying to terrify her, but whoever did whatever to my Juno is not going to live to tell the tale. They should fervently pray that she does not open her mouth and speak. Allow them to pray she does not speak. Allow them to invoke their gods or whomever they wish to pray to. Allow them to pray to anyone; allow them to pray. No one messes with what is mine and lives to tell.

I watched as tears streamed down her face and she wiped them away with her small, little hands. She clutched a scrounged-up face cloth in her palm and could not stop crying. Whose tombstone is that? She knelt and traced the name with her palm against the burial marker. I was aware of her anguish. We have not yet mated, and she has not accepted me as her king and her soul. Our bonding does not require mating; all that is required is that we accept one another. I have accepted her. I am aware of her anguish. The world awaits our arrival. However, I had waited for ages for her rebirth. I’m going to wait another century if that’s what it will take. I do not fucken care. You hurt your queen. Your sentence is certain death, without debate. I am ready to kill for Regina. She had the distinct impression that she had lost someone close to her; was it her mother or father, and if so, who? Juno’s soul is shattered. Let it be a natural death, but if someone killed something that was important to my queen, they killed something important to me, too.

“My soul has been shattered into a million pieces.

My love, I have failed you.

I didn’t only lose you when you left; I also lost my soul, my voice, and everything else, and now I’m nothing more than a moving shell.

Without you, the world feels so barren.

I sense darkness and wrath, but I am unable to put it into words due to my inability to communicate.

My spirit and light have been extinguished along with you.

They allowed you to die, Darrian, my love, because you were unimportant.

They will undoubtedly pay the ultimate price of a life.

They will not have their own children.

I shall appeal to anybody who can hear my cries for justice on your behalf, my Darrian.”

Her sobs sounded as if she were singing in misery.

Darrian, Darrian, Darrian, Darrian, her love, is Darrian, Darrian, her love. Is she refusing to accept my love as a result of this Darrian? Darrian is the face on her wrist, isn’t he? Is it really fair to compete against a dead person? I am her true mate. Why did another man matter to her more than me? What is happening? It’s unclear why she’s pursuing justice for Darrian. The palace is a considerable distance away from this location. Did she previously reside in this area? What exactly am I missing? Why was it necessary for me to meet her broken in this state? Now I’m tasked with the impossible task of repairing her broken heart. Reina is impenetrable; she is unmoved by anything. I’m completely exhausted. Today, I had a slew of meetings. I’ve got to get out of here before she notices me.