Chapter Four: Finding Him is Necessary.

"Nyx is dead? How? When? How?" It was hard for Rendall to believe that Nyx was dead.

Helia gave a sad sigh.

"When Nyx came for me, two guards had tried to stop her but she turned them to stone. Leander, Alpha of Khron, my father knew that defeating Nyx would not be easy but he loved me so much and was not ready to let me go. So, he pretended to have agreed with Nyx. He made her feel like he was ready to release her to me. He invited Nyx to have a feast with the Werelions and during the feast, father tried to talk her into asking for something else but Nyx was too adamant. She needed me to make a spell. Seeing that Nyx was not ready to let me go," Helia paused and then added with a fallen face. "He decided to lace her food with one of the deadliest poisons in the world."

 Rendall gave a sad sigh.

"When Nyx realized that she was poisoned," Helia continued. "She laid a curse on both the Werelions and werewolves that Alpha Leander tried to save initially and then she died on spot."

"This is..." Rendall paused. He could not find the word that was able to describe the whole situation.

"Will the people of Wulfe and Khron remain cursed?" Rendall asked. Helia looked at him blankly.

"Go back to Wulfe, werewolf." Helia's voice was hoarse.

"I'm not going back to Wulfe without a solution."

"Then you'd never go back to Wulfe." Helia began to walk away and he followed her.

"There must be a way. Perhaps before her death, she had given a clue on how to break the curse." Giving up was not an option for Rendall and it annoyed Helia.

"What part of ‘she died on spot’ do you not get?"

"There is always a solution."

"Stay out of this werewolf."

"What makes you think you can tell me what to do?" Rendall was trying hard to keep up with her fast pace.

"Why are you following me?" 

"Why are you running away?"

"Did you just answer my question with a question? You..." Helia groaned. She was annoyed at how determined he was.

"I want to get some herbs. Please go away so I can do so."

"I'd follow you," Rendall said and Helia frowned. It would be very hard to make him back off.

"If you do, who'd look after the other herbs?"

"Now you want me to look after your herbs." Rendall was amused.

"You should stay. I'd come back when I get the other herbs I need. I hate clingy people."

"I won't leave you until you tell me all I need to know about this curse."

"If you keep on following me, I won't," Helia lashed out. Her heart was beating faster than usual and her breathing was far from usual too. Her face had turned red. Then, she sighed and added with a mellowed voice. "Stay here and watch the herbs. When I'm back, I'd tell you all I know."

"Very well then. I would stay but you should not take your time."

Helia glared at him and she walked away hastily. Rendall watched her until she was no longer in sight.

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"Rendall you have to come with us." Montague pointed out to a less concerned Rendall. Helia hid behind a tree and peeped at them. The white-haired werewolf that annoyed her was now surrounded by other werewolves which she assumed wanted to take him away.

"Heir of Wulfe, do not make us take you home without your consent," Montague warned intriguing Helia.

"He is the heir of Wulfe?" She muttered. "Little wonder he wanted to see Nyx badly."

"I'm not coming with you." Rendall began to walk away from them and immediately he felt something sharp move through his flesh. He was shot with an arrow. A loud noise was heard as he hit the ground.

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Helia looked at the boundary separating Wulfe from the forest from behind a huge tree. They were Sentinels parading the boundary but she had to sneak past them. She knew that the arrow would only make Rendall sleep but she still wanted to make sure he was okay.

"What type of kingdom treats its heir like a fugitive?" Helia sighed.

She looked at the elixir in her hands. She had always had the gift of making effective elixirs. A skill she had learned from no one. 

The sun was up but she was in her human form because of the elixir. She had to do what she wanted to do at Wulfe fast because, in three hours, the effect of the elixir will begin to wear off. She looked at the border again and she saw that the Sentinels were no longer there. They had probably got bored. She took a huge breath and with one step, she crossed over to Wulfe.

As she walked, everyone's eyes were on her. She had made sure her clothes were less attractive to avoid much attention. With her long blonde hair, round amber eyes, and how she carried herself like royalty, her effort was in vain.

Even if she did not want to, Helia had to seek help. She saw a girl that was about her age and she decided to ask her for directions. Helia jumped to the girls' front, bringing her to a halt.

"Hey," Helia began. "Show me the way to the king's court."

Helia's tone was commanding and the girl was taken aback by the boldness of the beautiful lady before her.

"Well, that's my destination. You can join me if you want to," She said nevertheless.

"I am Pamela by the way," the girl said as they walked, trying to start a conversation. "What's your name?"

"Helena," Helia answered observing Pamela closely. After a while, she asked; "Do you work at the Alpha's court?"

"Yes, I work as a maid."

"What you're wearing," Helia took a good look at Pamela's clothes. "Is your uniform, right?"

Pamela nodded.

"We have reached the Alpha's court," Pamela announced pointing to the magnificent building before them.

"Give me your clothes," Helia commanded and Pamela was taken aback.

"Why should I do that?" Pamela could not believe what she had heard.

 "I would pay you," Helia said with a straight face. Pamela was amused. She had noticed how authoritative the beautiful lady with her was when she approached her but she had chosen to ignore it. But now, she was beginning to cross the limits.

"My uniform is not for sale. It is priceless." Pamela's voice was stern. She began to walk away.

Seeing this, Helia did nothing but smirk and after Pamela had walked some few meters further, she finally spoke.

"What if the offer is about a thousand gold pieces?"

Pamela was stopped in her tracks.