Mira's POV As I had no connection to the real world, I have no idea how much time had passed. I know it has been years though. My parent's trees were now fully fledged. Oh how I missed my mother. She would have comforted me. I love being in the wild but it gets lonely, very lonely. I decided to suck it up and go to the river to find dinner. The moon shone brightly. I walked out of my cave, the air was cool, the birds asleep. That's when I saw her. She was on the floor and her head was facing the other way. A lone wolf. At first I hid because although I had healed some lone wolves in the past, I was traumatized and would love to stay alive thank you very much. "Who are you?", I asked. She didn't reply. I then caught the moonlight reflecting off a pool she was in. "That doesn't make sense the river is over there-the river is over there-THE RIVER IS OVER THERE." She was bleeding, profusely. I ran over and asked what had happened. She didn't reply and her breaths were heavily
Khal's POVI woke up drenched in sweat. The nightmares had become worse. I could hear my parents' screams, their throats being slit and my own futile begging. I couldn't get up. I had become worse overnight. I also smelt a distinct rotting. It was from me, the healer hadn't been lying after all. The curse was taking over. As the Alpha of my pack, I've always prided myself on being in control. I'm the one who makes the tough decisions and ensures that my pack is safe and secure. But now, I find myself in a situation that I have no control over. The curse of the rejection has taken a hold of me, and it's slowly killing me from within. I had my reasons, but they were not good enough for the Moon Goddess. She cursed me, promising me a slow and painful death that would come from within. Over time, I began to notice the changes in myself. I felt weaker, more tired, and less like myself.I tried to hide my deteriorating condition from my pack, but my Beta Stephen could see that somethin
Chapter 9 Although Mira had only known Anabelle for a few days, she had come to find her as a fast friend. She could hunt as well in her human form and her wolf form, and Mira had found her to be quite an asset. She could identify a lot of the plants that Mira needed for her poultices and elixirs, and she even knew how to grind them too, which made her a perfect friend for Mira, and a very useful one too. They would go down the river for dinner every night, searching for fish or freshly wounded animals that were too close to death to be saved. On one of their walks along the river banks, Mira stared into the running clear water only to see Anabelle's reflection looking right back at her. Their aim that night was to get food for dinner, but Mira wanted to know who she had been sharing her home with a little better. “So, Anabelle, tell me more about yourself,” she said, keeping her face neutral. “So far, all I know about you is that you're from Spooky Hollow, you are the only surv
Caroline's POVI stood at the edge of the forest, surveying the gathered wolves with a critical eye. They had come from all corners of the land, answering the call to hunt for the potion that would cure the curse of the rejected. The curse, which caused wolves to physically rot had plagued my brother for years. But now, with the promise of a cure, our hope had been reignited.I had volunteered to lead the hunt, a decision that had been met with positivity among the ranks. After all, though she was not a warrior like her brother or a seasoned hunter but they knew I possessed a sharp mind and a keen eye for strategy, and I was determined to lead this hunt to success."Listen up, everyone," I called out, her voice ringing clear over the crowd. "We have a mission to complete. The potion that will cure the curse of the rejected is somewhere in these woods. We know the potion can only be brewed by a powerful witch who lives deep in the forest. Our goal is to find her and convince her to giv
Chapter 11.Elise's POV.Elise looked around at the members of the pack that were left and heaved a heavy sigh. These were the only people left of the Mystic Shadow pack, every other person had either died in the attack or had died after the loss. Moira and her little wolves had been making a lot of noise and causing uproar in the park. Elise worried that she was a loose end and would somehow lead to the death of more members. Her boys had become tyrants, running across town. She was the last surviving Elder, as the others had fallen victim to a sickness she could not make either head or tail off. She felt a sadness in her heart, because she knew that if Mira was home, she would have healed them and there would be less losses. She wondered where the poor girl was, and if she was doing okay. She had not yet mastered her shifts as at the last time Elise had seen her during a full moon shift, and she had no reason to believe that now would be any different. Justin, one of the little b
Jack's POV (A searcher)I was a lone wolf, wandering through the vast and dark forest when I heard about Alpha Khal's curse. It was said that he had been cursed by the moon goddess, and no one in his pack could cure him. I didn't have any one as all my pack members had been killed. I was once part of a pack, but they were all killed by the blood drinkers. They came upon us in the middle of the night, without warning, and attacked us with a ferocity that I had never seen before. I was on the outskirts of the pack at the time, and I managed to flee into the forest. I heard the sounds of my pack mates being killed as I ran, and I knew that I was the only one left. I was traumatized by the attack, and I wandered for days, unsure of where to go or what to do. I felt guilty and grief-stricken, wishing that I had been able to save my pack mates. But as the days went by, I began to realize that I was the only one left. I had to survive on my own, no matter how hard it was. I found a cave to
Alpha Khal's POV.The search for the cure had been ongoing for quite a few days now, and nothing had come forth from it. His arm had been weaker of late, and he had come to find that he could not even lift it to put food in his mouth. He was always tired, and none of the fixes they had been bringing his way had even made a dent in his well being. The one they brought last had tasted a little too much like swamp, and he hated it, but he had drank it, only for it to have no effect on his health. The person who brought it had said it came from the best healer in the next pack over, and it had come with a note that read:“made from the best rosemary, foxtrot, and foxglove.”And when he read that, desperate for healing, he had downed the entire bottle as per the instructions. His sister, Caroline had been sitting in the room when he downed the bottle, and when he twisted up his face, she had burst out laughing.“You did this to yourself Khal. Do you know that? Why in god's name had you r
Mira's POV I was walking along the path that led to my small cave in the forest when I saw a wolf stumble out of the trees ahead of me. He was limping and had a deep gash on his leg that was bleeding profusely. I rushed over to help him. "Please, help me," the wolf gasped as he collapsed onto the ground. I examined his wound and saw that it was deep and infected. I quickly gathered some of the herbs I had just collected and began to apply them to his wound. The man groaned in pain but eventually started to relax as the herbs took effect. Once the wound was clean, I wrapped it tightly with bandages. "Thank you," the man said weakly as he sat up. "I don't know what would have happened to me if you hadn't come along."I moved him to the cave and laid him on my bed of leaves and moss. A lot of injured people get that treatment. I nodded, feeling relieved that I had been able to help him. I noticed that he was not unkempt or malnourished like a lone wolf. I wondered what he was doing
Khal's POV A day agoI sat outside Mira's room, staring at the ground with a heavy heart. I had made a huge mistake, and now I was paying the price. I had rejected Mira when I had met her and now I am begging for her forgiveness. I had spent the past few days trying to make it up to Mira. I had sent her the freshest flowers, I had written beautiful notes and I had even tried to show her how much I cared for her. But she had shunned me every turn.I let out a deep sigh and looked up at the ceiling . I knew I had messed up, and I knew I had hurt Mira deeply. But I am determined to make it right.I got up and walked towards Mira's door. I could hear her inside, but she didn't come out. I took a deep breath and called out to her."Mira, please come out. I need to talk to you."There was no response.I called out again. "Mira, I know I messed up. I know I hurt you. But I want to make it right. Please, just hear me out."Still, there was no response.I stood outside Mira's room for hours,
He had been coming to her room every day now that he was better. He had learned that she was not a fan of roses, and had instead shown up at her door with every single flower there was under the sun. His persistence would eventually annoy her - she already knew that, but right now it was endearing. Mostly.This morning, she had a walk around the ground scheduled. Even before she was sent out of her pack as a disgrace, she had ever been inside the mansion designated for the Alpha and his family. She was intrigued by the structure and wanted to find out where everything was. It was also the perfect way to ditch Alpha Khal for a little bit of time. Like clockwork, every morning, she got flowers on the hour. She fell asleep and that was probably the only reason she hadn't woke up swarmed this morning. Perhaps even the flower bushes would be glad that they're not dying anymore. She and Anabelle had walked to the little pond a few nights back, but they had not seen any ducks, but there the
Anabelle's POVI had followed Mira to this pack because I feared for her safety. My girl is going through it, if she says she wants revenge, she gets revenge. I support her rights but most importantly her wrongs. We had a hiccup during the journey in which we were attacked but Mira saved the day. She was so good I didn't have to bring my knife out. We got to the pack relatively unharmed but shaken. Mira and Robin went straight to the main house. I went too but got bored fast. I decided to take a walk and see the "wonderful pack." To be honest, the first look of the pack is really good. They have this unity and togetherness that reminds me of my own pack. I may have gotten a little bit teary. However, there was tension on the air. It seemed like they were preparing for a war. People were training, making weapons, discussing over maps. There was also a lot of guards around. I was taking all this in when a little child of about five years ran up to me. "Hi, I have never seen your face
Mira went to meet up with her friends in the room they had been given in the mansion. She had specifically asked that they give them all the same room, because she had gotten used to having Anabelle and Robin near her, and since Robin was back in his home, she couldn't have him around. The least she could have was Anabelle, who had become her best friend.The last few days were going to take a toll on her, she realized. She had helped to destroy some of the evil blood drinking witches, and she had realized that Alpha Khal had a reason to hate witches. Quite frankly, she was beginning to hate them too. It was one of the reasons she preferred to be called a healer, because there was no evil bone in her body. She had fed Alpha Khal the lifesaving potion and he had groaned and relaxed his face muscles. She knew that in the condition she had seen him, he would need some serious time to recover, and she hoped she had not been too late. She wondered if it was because he was her mate. Seein
Khal's POV.He woke up and felt better, and the first thought he had was that he hadn't felt that good in a while. He remembered that just a few hours ago, he thought that he was going to die. He had ignored the incoming hand of death and had almost given up when she came into his room, saving his life. If anyone was to ask him, it was so unusual a mirage, and he wondered if he had been hallucinating. He raised his head up, something he had been unable to do for a while, and he had been shocked at how easy it came to him now. He had lost hope of ever doing that again, he realized. The pain had spread from the limbs in his toes to the ones in his fingertips and even his scalp. His head was burning from the pain, and he thought he had passed out, although he was unsure. He tried to speak, but his mouth was wooly, and he could not get the right words out. He wanted to ask what had happened, or at least summon the energy to call a guard or two to help him out. His throat was dry, and he
Mira's POV We finally got to the main house. A woman was standing outside waiting, Robin whispered that she is the Alpha's sister Caroline. She looked agitated. "Robin, you sent a message?" She asked. "Yes ma. I have brought a well-versed potion maker who can help the Alpha." She looked slightly relieved but doubtful. "Are you sure? We have had a lot of potion makers come but to no fruition. What make you think she can help?""Because she healed me. I was near death and she healed me.""And me," Anabelle chimed in. "I promise you don't have time for all these. Didn't you say the Alpha has an ultimatum?""He does," Caroline replied. She looked at me. "Are you sure you can help him? I don't want my brother to die."At this point I was feeling pity for her. Unfortunately my heart was still rigid, my parents had also died. I don't give a shit about the person that caused it. I composed myself and talked."I can help your brother. I need to see him to know the exact potion to make."Ca
It had been only a day since Alpha Khal's visit, and the people in the village were getting restless. News of an upcoming war had come up, and Moira in particular had a rage that could not be contained. With every single hour that passed, she seemed to get more agitated, and she had already threatened to leave the town twice. Elise would not blame her for leaving if she did - the state of things was abominable, and she herself could not stand it. They were struggling for food before, but Alpha Khal had come with so much food and enough produce to last them months, and he had assured her that there was more in stock for whenever they needed it.She had addressed the people of her pack and told them of the developments, and Lycan warriors from all areas of the pack were to meet up that day. They planned to attack in the next few nights, a whole week before the attack that had been planned by the Crystal Blood pack, and she was seriously reconsidering the attack.She had been having dr
Mira's POV I woke up with a start. I just had the best vision ever. I had seen that even if I make the potion, Khal was still going to die if I don't forgive him. My heart was pounding as I recollected the dream of Khal's impending death. For years, I held onto a deep anger and resentment towards him, unable to forgive him for the pain he had caused me. But now, faced with the reality of his mortality, a strange sense of relief washed over me. I knew I shouldn't have felt that way, but I couldn't help it. Perhaps this was the closure I needed to finally move on from the hurt he had inflicted upon me.A strange plan hatched at the back of my mind. I was still smiling to myself when Anabelle shouted my name."Mira.""What?""Why are you smiling like that? It is very creepy."It seemed that my thoughts of complete pleasure were radiating outside. "Nothing much.""Are you sure?""Yes.""I don't believe you. You are lying."Sometimes I don't recommend having a best friend. They know too
Alpha Khal.It had been a very stressful few days since his cleanse at the healer's home, and Alpha Khal was well aware that time was passing for him. The search for his mate, the witch named Mira, had been in vain, and he felt a certain fear that he would not make it. He had been Alpha King over the Mystic Shadow pack since his father had died, and he wondered if they would miss him and how greatly his absence would be felt if he died too early. Sometimes he found himself thinking back to that one night at the New Year's celebration. Had he not been so foolish as to question the moon goddess, he would not be in this predicament. He played the night back over and over again, and each time, he did something a little bit differently. Sometimes he would simply not attend, and none of the evil that went down would happen. Other times, he would, but he would accept the witch as his mate, and then none of this would happen, the day would go normally and he would come to this home and have