.: There is no victory with no loss :.

�There is no victory with no loss.�
Dead memories of a Legend
Chapter I The life of Voltaire
The confusion in my head in this moment only increases. Questions couldn�t stop spinning in my mind, almost making me dizzy. Why was he here? What was he doing here? Did Uno set this up? Was it only coincidence? These were the first questions. Then came the others. Was he alright? Did others come after him? Had he been hurt?

There is no way I could stop thinking about his own well being. Despite what the others might think, I want Devil to be well and happy. I cannot tell how deeply angry I was after Devil had been banished. But I wasn�t angry at Devil. I was, at Isola. How could she take all from him like that? Banishing a wolf from his home is� Devastating him. Destroying his life as he knew. Forcing him to live away from his family. And worst of all. How was she capable of doing it to her own family? And how� How could Devil do that.

For some time I felt anger. Deep and raw rage. I hated Isola for being capable of punishing a member of her family so cruelly. I hated Devil for attacking his own family. I hated him for what he had done to his family. To me! And finally. I hated myself the most for not being able to see how much he needed me. I hated myself for not being able to help him. I hated myself for not being there for him as he had been for me.

After a few months the anger was gone and only the questions remained. Why did Isola have to do that? Why didn�t I do something? Why.. Why did he do that? Why� And I wanted to find him. I wanted to look for Devil and ask him these questions, make sure he was alright. Now today� I have this opportunity and I am� Frozen once more. Almost unable to say a word. When I do speak. I am almost sure I hurt him. And the last thing I wanted, was to make him feel any pain.

His ears flatten and his tail wags once before stopping. He answers. He tells me� I should hate him. That I should be mad. Tell him off and scold him. But I can�t. I cannot hate Devil for what he did. I can�t tell him off or scold him. I cannot. I cannot even bark at him.

- � And why did you attack her?

I asked, looking away for a second as the tears rolled down my muzzle. I don�t� I don�t mean to do this. I don�t want to hurt. But I cannot think of any other way. I wait for his explanation. Willing to hear every single detail he tells me. I do not believe he had done any of this on purpose. I do not believe he did it to hurt one of his family. The Devil I know does not hurt his family. He protects them, he loves them.

I need to tell him� Everything. I need to tell him what I am feeling. But only� After he explains. I just� need to know.

13 Years old | Diveen's Avenging Angel | Forever Bluejay's lover

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