Chapter 10 – Gone
Vladimir dove into the water, his body soaring through the water to his mate. He knew it was too late to save her, too late to change her or even try to change her.
"Parthenope…" he sobbed holding her form to him, cursing whatever god who created his species that wouldn't allow them to cry.
Sobbing, he dragged her body to the edge of the rock pool and laid her down; brushing her hair from her sunken face. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here." He whispered to her brokenly.
Taking an unnecessary breath he wiped the sea water from his face before turning back to the pool. He needed to find his daughter, their little Isabella as she had wanted to call her. His eyes scanned the pool in panic as he realised he could not see her; she too was gone from his life.
With an agonised cry he fell to his knees. He had failed his mate; his daughter. He promised to protect them, to always be there for them and he had lost them both. Turning back to his mate, Vladimir lifted her into his arms and walked back towards their home.
He needed to bury his mate, then he needed to flee the island. He couldn't live here without her – them.
"I love you my Siren." He whispered as he placed her on the pyre bed at the cliffs. He had made it the other day in preparation to celebrate the birth of their child; now it is a pyre for his mate instead. With one last kiss on her lips he set the wood on fire and dove off the cliffs, never once turning back as he swam back towards his home.