I don't think I would ever describe myself as a killer. 

At least not first. 

Firstly I would use runner; I ran from my problems more often than I killed them. 

Though today, I am a killer, killing my problem, a problem that has haunted me for years is a first. 

We tumble down the hall, each of us throwing punches and blocking hits. She was more on the defensive; I took over entirely in the offense.  I am going to kill her; it is my one mission at this point, I will have her blood on my hands even if I go down with her. The fight around us seemed to be background noise; neither of us paid attention to the chaos we caused around us. It is just her and me.

She got to see the life drain from my eyes, and now it was my turn. This time I will see the life remove from her, I will be the reason she dies right here right now. I land another blow at her face, by this point we are equally bruised up, I am on top of her, and she is desperately trying to get me off, I quickly take a dagger from my pockets and raise it.

"Wait!" She shouts desperately, the panic in her eyes making her seem wild. "Don't you want to hear what my plan was?"

"Tell it to hell," I growl as I slam the dagger down straight into her heart. Her gasp fills the air as her eyes widen, she grabs at my hands as a last resort on saving her life, but we both know its too late, she looks at me, and I see the life drain from her as her eyes turn glassy.

I felt amazing for about three seconds. 

I wait for the satisfaction of her death to erase the years of sorrow, pain, and feeling lost. I wait for the weight to lift off my shoulders, but it never does. I don't feel alive like I did before, I still feel lost, like I don't know where I belong. I don't feel better now that she is dead. I cry out in frustration as I take the dagger and bring it back down into her lifeless body. 

Over and over again. 

A death of passion. 

I cry out again, the years of anger from rejection and betrayal ringing out as I stab her harder until the blade snaps in half. I take another dagger and start to stab her repeatedly, hoping she can feel the stabs in the afterlife, where ever she is. I curse her name as I become soaked in her blood as it sprays everywhere from my vicious stabbing. 

The anger from her betrayal resurfaces from years of burying it. She was my best friend, and she killed me. 

For a moment I stop my attack of her and mourn her, I cry for who I once thought she was. 

Arms wrap around me, and from the sparks, I know it is Decker. He gently removes me from her body. He turns with me in his arms, and I spot Colt, he looks at me with complete sympathy. He has a couple of scratches on his face and bloodstains on him from the fight, but he seems fine. 

We walk out of the building, and I see the remaining wolves, both rogues and pack wolves. Decker sets me down as I look at them, the rogues go to a knee in respect; they all knew the story behind Rose and me. The packmates also take a knee, sensing the personal connection to the death. 

"Let's go home," Decker whispers from beside me. I look at him in shock. 

"What?" I ask in confusion; I thought he didn't want me anymore.

"Destiny's death was not your fault; I'm sorry I took my anger out on you." My jaw drops in shock at his apology. I nod and turn from him. 

"I have to go get her," I whisper, I see Decker nod, and I quickly take off towards the cliff. 

******

I quickly make my way down the cliff. Her glassy eyes still stare up to the sky; I gently pick her up bridal style. I take in a deep breath, wondering if I could bring her back. For a moment, I listen to make sure no one followed me, and then I open my mouth and whisper her name. 

"Bora?"

I let the name hang in the air as I look around waiting for her to show, minutes past, and nothing happens, and I start my way up the cliff. 

"Poppy," I turn quickly at the voice, but instead of Bora, it is Thana. She looks at me in annoyance. I wonder why Bora didn't come since Thana doesn't like me. 

"I asked for Bora," I state matter of factly, and Thana nods, a black fog dances around her feet as she takes a step towards me. 

"I know, but she seems to have a soft spot for you, I can't have you messing up things again," I sigh harshly at her words. I wonder why she didn't like me and who shoved a stick up her ass. 

"I just want her back," I brokenly whisper as I look to Destiny. I look back to Thana, and a speck of sympathy crosses her eyes. 

"Death is never easy, especially when you collect souls, the cries of loved ones haunt me, and as much as I want to give them back, it's complicated," Thana explains, I scoff Thana's words, she isn't the one losing people. 

"How could you possibly understand what it's like," I growl out, and Thana glares at me. 

"The next time I collect a newborn's soul I'll bring you with me, and I'll let you hear the crying and begging of the mother, as she begs me to give them back, I'll let you stay and hear their cry as it drags on for months as they mourn their baby." Thana grumbles out. " I'll drag you to pick up the high school senior that loses his life the night before graduation; I'll let you listen to him beg how it's not his time." 

Thana gives me a disappointed look, "You know little about grief, but you know nothing of death."

I let my head drop slightly. 

"But," My head snaps up at her word. "I can switch your places since you've died so many times already, of course, Destiny also has to give her consent," Thana explains. I quickly nod my head in agreement, Destiny would agree in a heartbeat if it could stop Decker and me from being together. Thana nods and promptly disappears. 

Minutes past, before she finally reappears, I'm eager to know what happens next. 

"So, how does this work?" I ask impatiently, and Thana shakes her head. 

"It doesn't work."

I raise my eyebrows in confusion, "What? You just sai-"

"I said she had also to give consent. She didn't consent; she said stop being a little bitch and go be with her brother," Thana states with a small shrug of her shoulders. 

My mouth drops in confusion and shock; Thana nods her head at me. "If that is all, I have souls to collect," Thana then disappears, leaving myself and Destiny's body. I curse her name as I turn and start up the cliff. 

Decker suddenly breaks through the treeline, followed by Colt. The minute I see him, my eyes water, and I look down to avoid letting him see a tear fall. 

The weight of Destiny's body leaves me. I look up and see a tearful Colt taking her from me. He gives me a reassuring nod. Decker comes up to me and gives me a sad smile. His hand holds my cheek, and I lean into his embrace. 

"Let's go home," Decker whispers, and I raise a brow. 

"Home?" 

Decker nods, "yeah, I have a witch I want you to meet, I think you two would get along perfectly," Decker chuckles and he grabs my hand and pulls me from the cliff. 

*****

That is the end, now on to the final book!

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Also:

There are three other books that go with this series that I will write, one is of Riley's past, and the other two are of other past lives of Navi and Annie. But I will be writing the last book to this first. I hope to go ahead and post the first chapter today or tomorrow. 

After all the books to this are done I will work on the sequel to snake bite! 

If you have not read snake bite is a parody of werewolf books and it got pretty popular and I've been promising a sequel. 

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