True Luna: The Final Battle: Chapter 38
Logan’s POV
I leaned in and pressed a kiss on Emma’s lips.
“Wake up, baby, come on,” I cried out, trying to ignore Andrew’s screaming.
She opened her eyes again and looked at me. I was sure that my heart would stop. Her eyes were blue. It was her. It was my Emma.
“Oh, Goddess,” I cried out. “It’s you!”
I kissed her again and sobbed. She groaned quietly and tried to lift her hand. She was too weak though. I took her hand in mine and lifted it a little. She placed it against my cheek and gave me a small smile.
“I beat her,” she mumbled quietly. “She is gone.”
I smiled through my tears.
“I knew that you would, baby,” I said as I placed another kiss on her lips. “I never doubted it for a second.”
Emma tried to give me a weak smile, but she groaned instead.
“What hurts, baby?” I asked, panicking a little.
She shook her head a little and forced a small smile on her face.
“I am okay,” she mumbled. “It will go away.”
“Emma?” Anna called her before I could protest and made her tell me how could I help her.
Emma tried to turn her head to look at Anna. She smiled a little when she saw everyone.
“Mom!” Sophie cried out, pressing her palms on the glass.
“Hi, honey,” Emma mumbled.
“I need you to listen to me, Emma,” Anna said, making Emma look at her. “It isn’t over. You will be pulled back and I think that there will be more people you will need to face.”
Emma furrowed her eyebrows a little.
I closed my eyes and buried my nose in her hair. Just thinking about her having to face that motherfucker who rejected her was tearing my soul apart. I wished that I could be the one to face him, not her. I wished I could be there to tell him how much I hated him and how much I hated that he used to be a part of me. I wanted to punch him. I wanted to strangle him. I wanted to watch him die for good.
“You will be pulled back there, Emma,” Anna continued and Sophie sobbed. “There will probably be someone else waiting for you back there. You need to be strong, Emma. We are all here for you.”
“Who?” Emma asked quietly.
I opened my eyes and leaned my forehead on her cheek. I tightened my jaw and took a deep breath.
“Me,” I said and she looked at me with a confused expression on her face. “Anna thinks that you will have to face the version of me who rejected you.”
Emma’s eyes widened a little.
“I am sorry, baby,” I cried out. “I am so sorry. Don’t believe him, okay? Don’t believe anything he says. Kill him and come back to me.”
“A part of Andrew who supported Logan will also probably be there, Emma,” Anna said, making Emma look back at her. “You will have to face them both. I think that is the key to getting rid of the darkness.”
Emma shook her head a little.
“I need to kill them?” she asked quietly.
I could tell that she had trouble speaking. I could tell how hard it was for her. I could tell that she was in pain.
“You need to do whatever you did to Sienna,” Anna said. “You can’t kill what is already dead, Emma. What did you do to Sienna?”
Emma closed her eyes and shook her head a little.
“I don’t…,” she mumbled quietly before groaning.
I pulled her against me immediately, trying to use our bond to ease her pain. She relaxed a little and opened her eyes again.
“I’m not sure,” she mumbled.
“Whatever you did with her, you need to do with them as well,” Anna said.
Emma looked up at me and smiled.
“Leon and Eliza were with me,” she said, making my heart skip a beat. “I wasn’t alone there.”
A tear fell on my cheek.
“Of course you weren’t,” I told her as I leaned my forehead against hers. “You couldn’t see us, but we were all there with you, Emma.”
I caressed her cheek and took a deep breath.
“I am always with you, baby,” I said as I placed a hand above her heart. “I am with you even if you can’t see me. I am always right here in your heart, Emma.”
She placed her hand on top of mine and smiled a little.
“Don’t forget that, okay?” I continued, my voice strained. “I am always in your heart, Emma.”
She nodded and closed her eyes.
“I am always in your heart too,” she mumbled quietly.
I sobbed and pressed her closer to me. She was being pulled back. I could tell by the way her grip on my hand loosened.
“I love you, okay?” I told her, trying so hard not to start screaming in pain. “Don’t believe that Logan, okay? Don’t believe him, baby.”
She shook her head a little. She tried to say something, but she was already being pulled back.
I heard screams coming from outside the room. I heard loud sobs.
I couldn’t focus on them, though. I couldn’t. All I could do was wrap my arms around her as tightly as I could. All I could do was bury my nose into her hair and sob.
I already missed her. She was with me for just a little while and I wanted her to be here longer. I didn’t have time to tell her to kill that fucker. I didn’t have time to tell her not to hold back. I didn’t have time to tell her to make sure that the fucker was finally gone forever.
My heart felt like it was breaking apart.
What if she couldn’t defeat him? What if she believed him? What if seeing him brought back all the ache I caused? Would she die if she didn’t kill the fucker? Would I ever see her again?
The noise outside the room suddenly quieted down. I heard a few quiet gasps, but I couldn’t find the strength to look up.
“Logan,” Andrew mumbled.
I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was a bit stunned.
I looked up and saw that everyone was staring at Emma with shocked expressions on their faces.
I furrowed my eyebrows and looked down at my mate.
My heart stopped.
Emma looked like she was 18 again. She was wearing that same pajama she wore the day I rejected her on those stairs.
My breath got caught in my throat and suddenly Anna’s theory became the reality.