Omega's Rebirth-Chapter 455: Severed ()

"Promise me this one thing...if ever your heart wavers, if ever there is the slightest doubt in your heart...be sure to let me go." Neveah murmured in a low tone.

These were the exact words she had said to Menarx on that day, she had not expected that it would all come to be exactly as she had predicted.

’My greatest flaw is knowing my own fate well enough, yet I still try anyways.’ Neveah thought to herself.

Menarx shook his head, his eyes reflected his unwillingness and disagreement but the finality in Neveah’s tone was clear to all ears.

The council and everyone around them had become a forgotten matter at this point, when it came down to it, this fate and this path shared by them both.

"You also promised me that you would not let go of my hand." Menarx insisted, grasping at straws.

"And I meant every word... I have only ever thought of holding on, Narx. But what more is there to hold onto when I know your heart has wavered?" Neveah asked quietly.

"Veah, I..." Menarx began to deny but Neveah cut him off.

"Narx... I know you, even better than I know myself. I know your heart... and I know your doubts and if I didn’t know it, your scale has made it clear enough."

"For every pulse of pain, I knew it was a moment when your heart wavered and so I felt it all the more. Can you swear to me that it is not so? That I have understood it wrong?" Neveah asked.

Menarx was silent, but Neveah did not wait to get an answer from him. She was certain he knew it as well as she did, and if he did not, what did it matter?

It was not even in this moment but at the cliff where Neveah made up her mind. For someone he so desperately tried to save, how could Neveah bear to withhold her chance at life?

Menarx hoped Adrienne would live, he wanted her to live because death was a finality he could not change and regrets were a pain that scarred the heart for a lifetime.

Regrets that she would die before he ever got to be sure that their bond was not meant to be.

For a man she had come to know better than she knew her ownself, how could Neveah not know his heart?

Even if he did not yet know it clearly, even if he convinced himself otherwise for Neveah’s sake, how could she watch him put a blade through his own heart in the name of his love for her?

What then did that make her... and her love for him? A burden? A source of pain? A reminder of what was lost?

Neveah’s eyes went closed and she mentally reached for the bond in her subconsciousness, the ties that linked her to Menarx.

Menarx did not realize yet what Neveah was doing and Neveah knew if she did not take the step now, she would never be able to.

As it was, Menarx’s scale was completely agitated, pain radiated from it with every breath, it was practically killing her, still yet, it was so difficult to entertain the thought of letting go.

Even when each pulse of pain was a reminder that Menarx’s heart wavered, it still took every ounce of will in Neveah to choose this end...to choose to let go of one of the few good things she had.

Their bond had once been a vibrant strand, pulsing with life and vigour, growing with each passing moment, but now, it already looked dull and weary. All by itself, it was already greatly weakened.

It was ironic how a chosen bond was the one bond that had felt the most real, the most sincere and the most precious to Neveah all her life, yet while Neveah could never get rid of Alessio’s bond even if she had desperately sought to, Menarx’s bond was so easily broken...

How was it that she was so helpless with the mate bond but she knew exactly how to severe Menarx’s bond?

A gasp of pain escaped Neveah as she mentally severed the ties to release Menarx’s scale.

Pain unlike anything Neveah had ever felt before exploded through her and Menarx’s eyes widened as he realized what Neveah had done. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Veah!" Menarx exclaimed in horror and devastation but Neveah stretched a hand out to keep him from coming any closer.

Lords Rodvan and Coran moved, blocking Menarx’s path from Neveah so she was not interrupted.

"I, Neveah Vairheac of the White Dunes severe my bond with Lord Menarx of Ruby Scales. I relinquish all titles and honors associated with this bond, and return what has been given... flame and scale." Neveah whispered quietly.

Neveah could distantly hear Menarx’s protest, but her vision had grown blurry and her senses dimmed from the pain.

Perhaps he had been restrained to keep him from getting to her, perhaps he and the Dune Dragons had gotten into a fight.

Neveah could not tell, she could only lean against Kaideon for support as wave after wave of pain crashed through her.

The same scorching feeling she had endured to accept Menarx’s flame, the same searing pain to accept his scale, Neveah relived it all again, this time as one, blended together as the bond was severed.

Pain was a strange thing, it was all Neveah had known across two lifetimes, yet as much as she should have been accustomed to it, it still hurt terribly...

As much as she should have been able to restrain herself, to bear through it with gritted teeth, it was beyond her now.

As great and strong as Neveah’s will was, it shattered right before her eyes and there was nothing she could do to stop it,

A tortured scream tore out of her, shaking the very walls of the audience hall, and that was the last thing Neveah remembered before she blacked out.