Here is the second place winner of the creative writing contest. Please enjoy Zadena's telling of chapter one as told by Izzy.

Chapter 1

Olivia POV

Pain wracked every fiber of my being. Every cell in my body ached, and I could feel the warm life seep out of me.

He sobbed beside me, my beautiful, brave man. My Alpha. The man I gave my heart to.

His shoulders heaved, and desperation leaked through his salty tears. His face was tainted with dust and blood and on instinct, I tried to lift my hand to clean it, to show the world the perfection that lay beneath the dirt.

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry." His words hurt me more than any wound could. I couldn't bear the fact that my mate would blame himself for my death. I could see how much agony I was causing him, and it made me want not to die. It compelled me to want to live just so that, I could ease his pain. I could see the guilt cloud his eyes and all I wanted to do was comfort him, tell him it wasn't his fault; It was never his fault. He was a kind man, and I was so lucky to be his.

I tried to give him a smile, to reassure him somehow but my body rebelled, my smile faltered and all I could do was scarcely move my lips. His tears fell onto my nose and slid down my cheeks, leaving wet trails in their wake.

I wanted to let him know that death didn't scare me. I had accepted it, and all I wanted for him was to be strong. I wanted to tell him that I was happy; happy that I had spent so much time with the man I loved. I wanted to assure him, that coming here was my decision; that a Luna couldn't stay hidden when her pack and Alpha were in danger.

All I desired now was for him to let me go, lead his pack and achieve greatness like he was destined.

If he knew all that, I could let go of this world peacefully.

I tried to move my lips again. Try, as fruitlessly as I could to emit some kind of sound, ease his pain as much as I could in this state.

"Logan, it's going to be o-okay."

All that came out of my mouth was a weak whisper. I prayed that it succeeded in conveying him what I wanted.

I really believed it. It would all be okay.

Only, Logan had to believe it too.

"Don't cry my l-love. I won't ever truly leave you." And, I won't. I'll be his silent courage, his invisible support; all he needed to do was see it.

I tried to raise my hand, to touch him one last time, feel his skin beneath my touch and imprint it in my soul for the rest of eternity.

But death wasn't kind, and my hand fell flat before it reached him.

Blood glided up my throat as my body convulsed. It poured out of my parted lips in a steady flow. It blanketed my voice and choked the spirit out of me. I could feel the clock of life ticking away. My time was running out. I had to let him know I loved him, one last time. I had to let him know before it was too late.

My vision was darkening, and a numbness had enveloped my body. My breathing faltered, and my flesh felt cold.

Please, Moon Goddess, take care of my mate.

That thought ran wild in my mind.

I had to talk to him. I had to win against time.

"I won't leave you. I love you so m— "

Time had run out. My body was lifeless, and my vision had darkened. His voice was a blur, his sobs far away.

As I gave into complete nothingness all I could think was; Goddess, save him from his grief.

~~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~~~~

Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did. I loved her telling of Olivia's pov. Make sure you give her entry a like and check out her profile @zadena.

I shall be updating the next chapter as early as tomorrow. Have a great Sunday and enjoy The Walking Dead season finale. I know I will = )