CASSANDRALater that day, Lancel accompanied me to the dungeon to check on Spike’s progress.Between the celebration, the opening of the clinic, and all of the other events of late, I hadn’t stopped in to visit the imposter in a while. I had no idea where he was at with his research and wanted to compare it to what Becky had been working on.There was bound to be overlap, and hopefully, we were coming close to progress.If we could help heal the people of Wild Crawler as well as the man that I loved… there could be a real improvement in the state of Wegalla. I could finally put to rest the years of countless research and focus my efforts on other things, like my relationship with the Alpha King.As Lancel and I descended the staircase to the dungeon, the awkwardness between us grew.Asher’s most trusted guard said little and seemed even more reserved than usual as we walked. I knew he was unhappy with the Alpha King’s decision to let an imposter and criminal conduct such important res
BECKYAs the car drove on, I watched in wonder as the tall buildings and bustling streets dwindled. Once we were outside the city limits of Anemond, I was surprised to see the sheer amount of trees and wooded lands.I’d always lived in the capital. This was my first time visiting a different Pack in Wegalla, and while I was nervous to travel somewhere new, I had to admit that I was excited about the adventure of it all. Sure, I had research to do, but the experience of leaving the capital and seeing how other people lived their lives elsewhere was incredible.We continued on for a few hours until finally, we reached a place that was nothing but wooded areas. I saw a single sign, weathered by the elements that read: Wild Crawler.We were here at last.The car entered a small road with tall, evergreen trees on both sides and continued until we reached a tall, relatively large house. While it wasn’t nearly as grand as some of the luxurious mansions I’d seen in Anemond, it appeared to be
BECKY I stood there in shock for a moment as I tried to comprehend it all. The marks… the deep black marks… they stood out in the sea of pale skin, and I knew the image of so many people painted with those terrifying lines would haunt me forever. It was like something out of a nightmare. Why hadn’t Marley or Cassandra talked about them? An old woman in the corner waved her hands above her head and I refocused after a moment of fear. “Help,” she called out, but no one around her seemed to notice amidst the clinic’s noisy commotion. I wasn’t sure who she was trying to reach, but I was here now, so I rushed over to her and Jasper followed suit. When we arrived at her bedside, I noticed at once that the old woman was having difficulty breathing. The sounds that escaped her mouth sounded pained, and her chest heaved a little as she whimpered. “Young lady, where’s the healer?” the woman asked as her cloudy brown eyes stared into mine with distress. I turned to Jasper, and the guard b
BECKYAlpha Rayden seemed to pick up on my disillusion immediately and set his own fork down. He leaned forward and gave me an apologetic look.“I know you’re worried,” he acknowledged, and he exhaled deeply. “I don’t blame you. I didn’t properly warn you about the state of things. I should have said more to put it in perspective. The situation in the clinic is dire, to say the least.”“It is,” I agreed without missing a beat. “Alpha Rayden, why haven’t you informed the Alpha King and requested more healers? Jasper told me the ones he sent here from Anemond left.”“I’ve been contemplating the right way to go about it,” he replied in a genuine tone. “I was planning on informing the Alpha King of the state of things when I go to visit Anemond next week. The situation wasn’t as severe last week, but over the past few days, it’s rapidly worsened. The number of patients increased significantly this week, and I’m not sure of the cause.”While I was still so shocked by everything, I could te
CASSANDRAAs I waited in Asher’s study for him to return, I paced the room and pondered what Spike had said. The imposter’s words swirled around my mind like a storm, and I felt baffled by all of this.If the two diseases or chronic poisons were in fact, different, then how had Asher been infected? How had the Alpha King contracted a disease that was so similar yet so different from the one I’d been treating in Wild Crawler?Was he poisoned? And if so, who could have done it?Just a day ago, I thought we had finally found a small shred of hope in this nightmare of a situation. But if what Asher suffered from was different than the patients in Wild Cralwer, did that mean I couldn’t cure him even if Becky or Spike found a cure?I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Asher, not now, not ever.As tears began to well up and threatened to spill onto my heated cheeks, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. I forced any and all thoughts to leave my mind as I centered myself, and soon,
CASSANDRAAsher proved to be a patient teacher, and Finnick was an eager student.I sat back and observed their game with interest from the sofa about ten feet away with an impressed smile on my face.Initially reserved, Finnick soon began asking questions and showing more interest in the game. His furrowed brow unfurled as time went on, and his adorably serious expression shifted to one of intrigue.As the game went on, it was clear that the Alpha King and my son were getting along quite well. Asher was far more gentle and understanding than I’d expected him to be, and my heart warmed at the sight of him spending so much time with Finnick. I’d never imagined this day would come, and I was relieved to have a moment of happiness amidst the tense atmosphere of late.They took a break when Erika entered the playroom with some tea. As Asher, Finnick, and I sat down at the table by the window, I ran my hands through Finnick’s thick dark brown hair.“Did you find the chess game interesting,
BECKYAs I glanced over the large stack of patient records that Dickson had handed me, my eyebrows shot up in surprise. The records were more detailed than I’d expected, and I knew they would be of great help to my research.I scanned through them and sighed. I certainly had my work cut out for me, but I was excited to get somewhere with it all. The sooner I found answers, the sooner I could go back to Anemond.But as I glanced over and watched Dickson take a long, deep breath before heading over to treat yet another patient, I knew I had a moral obligation to help him out. Healers wouldn’t let others struggle, no matter how rude or off-putting they were.So, I set the records down in the first room down the hallway, and once I returned from stashing them away, I approached Dickson and the woman he was currently taking a look at.“How can I help?” I asked.The healer seemed taken aback by my offer, and his eyebrows crinkled as he turned to look at me.“Aren’t you here solely for an in
BECKYWith how small Wild Crawler was in comparison to Anemond, I didn’t expect much in the way of entertainment and dining. But when Dickson and I arrived at the restaurant just down the street from the clinic, I had to fight to keep my jaw from dropping.It was a cozy little place with a large deck extending off of the building. String lights hung from dark wood beams and lit the entire place like stars. With the gorgeous, fragrant forest lands in the background, the atmosphere was immaculate, and I found myself in awe.Anemond had its highlights and its charm, but it had nothing on this smaller Pack on the borderlands.“Wow,” I uttered. If only Mother could see how beautiful this place was. Like me, she’d never left the capital city, and I often wondered what things would have been like if we’d ventured farther into Wegalla.Dickson smiled when he noticed my expression.“It’s my favorite place in Wild Crawler,” he noted with a gleam in his blue eyes. “Just wait until you try the fo
CASSANDRAIt was a sunny day, the first one in a long time.After the long winter and cold spring, summer eventually came, and it was hotter than it had been in forever.Sunlight streamed in through the clinic window, and I was a little distracted as I stared out at the window at the kids in the yard.Finnick, Lila, Marley’s boys Eric and Adrian, and Dominic were all chasing each other, playing a game of tag with one another. Marco was out there with them too, but he was sitting on a bench alone, meters away from the rest of the kids. He looked lonely and didn’t move as the others played around him.It had been a month since the chaos in Merliscire and Adalyn’s death. I supposed it was still hard for Marco to accept the fact that his mother was gone. She had killed herself right in front of him after holding him hostage and threatening to hurt him. The poor little boy had endured so much trauma in such a short amount of time.He wasn’t a bad kid. He had a mean disposition at times, bu
ASHERIt had been a while since Cassandra entered the building, and with every passing minute, my nervousness and anxiety grew stronger. While I knew she was capable of handling herself, I didn’t like the idea of her being in the House of Moses without me.I began to feel restless. It was a mistake to let her leave with Adalyn alone.I pondered my options for a minute and then decided I couldn’t wait out on the grounds any longer, not when my mate could be in danger. I started to walk toward the building, but before I could get too far, the soldiers guarding us stopped me.At first, they were polite but quickly, they became rude. They shouted and told me to back up. I wasn’t allowed in, not until Lady Adalyn said so.I considered pushing past them but didn’t want to escalate the situation, so I nodded and retreated ever so slightly. All around me, the councilors grew restless. They too, wanted to leave, only they desired to go back to Merliscire. However, when a group of them tried to
BECKYAfter our conversation with Oliver Moses, Dickson and I had been seized by the Moses guards and taken into a room that appeared to be used for interrogation. The door was crafted from iron and there were no windows, so the room was dim and quiet. There were only a pair of chairs, each a little rickety and old-looking. It was a pathetic, desolate sort of place, which was surely on purpose.Time didn’t make much sense in there and I soon couldn’t figure out how long we’d been locked in. My body ached and my mind was spinning out with a million thoughts as I absorbed all of the information I’d heard in the past couple of days.I had thought Oliver Moses would quickly find out the truth or ask me to confront Adalyn again, but Dickson thought the opposite when I presented the idea to him.“Look at this place, Becky,” he said, his voice gloomy and negative. “No one is going to visit us any time soon.”Sadly, he appeared to be correct, and his point was only proven as time went on. Tho
ADALYN Ada. How long had it been since I’d heard that name? My parents had never referred to me as Ada. They had never given me a single nickname or pet name. Mother had always said it was improper to call a child by anything other than their name and Father had never given me enough affection to bother. There were only two people in this world who had ever called me Ada. Asher. And Cora. I tensed as I tried to understand how Cassandra knew this. Had Asher told her about our close friendships when we were young? No, there was no way. Suddenly, I was hit with a realization, one I couldn’t ignore. I stared at Cassandra and studied her carefully. I searched her features, scrutinizing her nose, her mouth, the shape of her eyes. None were familiar, but as I stared at her deep emerald green irises and recognized the hue of them, it all began to make sense. I’d never understood how Asher could fall in love with a common healer. Cassandra wasn’t ugly by any means but to care so deepl
CASSANDRAAdalyn’s golden eyes narrowed and then locked on mine.“Why would that wicked woman come with us?” she demanded as she continued to shoot daggers in my direction.“Those are my terms,” Asher insisted. “You want an audience with me? Those are my requirements.”It was a bold assertation on his behalf. As long as Adalyn had Prince Marco in her grasp, she had the upper hand, but she was far too weak to realize her power. Asher was still the Alpha King, after all, so I supposed that subconsciously, she felt compelled to obey.Silence hung heavily in the air and then finally she sighed.“Fine,” she huffed and then she flashed me a sneer. “Let her come. Perhaps we’ll have some fun with your little plaything once we’re there.”“You won’t harm her,” Asher growled.“We’ll see,” Adalyn said with a shrug. “Come. It’s time we left this musty room.”Her big eyes scanned the room and then she addressed the councilors. “The rest of you shall come as well. Might as well make an event of it.”
CASSANDRAAdalyn’s face twisted again at Karsh’s cold and daring question, only this time, she didn’t recover and lost any sense of calm within her.“How dare you demean the future king’s mother?” she roared, her golden eyes flashing with anger as she bared her teeth.Despite her outrage and fierce expression, the councilor remained as cool as ever and didn’t even flinch. It was an impressive sight to behold and it made me respect Karsh even more. Adalyn had always been a brat but I had the sense that her ferocity wasn’t something to take lightly, at least not today.“I’m just stating the truth, Lady Adalyn,” Karsh said with a slightly raised chin, his eyes locked on hers. “The king is alive, I can assure you-”Before he could finish his statement, Adalyn motioned with her hand and gave a signal to the soldiers behind her.“Seize that traitor!” she ordered, and her men launched into action at once.My heart raced in my chest as I saw the soldiers approach Karsh, but before they could
CASSANDRAThankfully, Adalyn’s proposal wasn’t as convincing to the councilors as she’d expected. It was clear from the glint in her golden eyes and the proud expression on her beautiful face that she assumed all would accept the idea of Marco’s ascension without complaint, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. The room dissolved into whispers and gasps at once.One of the councilors I didn’t know the name of cleared his throat and all fell quiet.“Pardon me for my bluntness, Lady Adalyn, but it’s absurd to announce a new Alpha King when there is no evidence showing that the king is dead,” he pointed out, his thick dark eyebrows furrowed at her. “We have nothing of the sort before us-”“The forensic report will explain everything-” Adalyn began to say but the councilor waved her off with his hand.“A report means nothing,” he stated boldly, and then he glanced around the room to garner attention from the other councilors. “If the Alpha King is dead, we need to see his co
CASSANDRAOne thing was absolutely certain amongst Asher, the councilors he trusted, and I.Whatever Oliver Moses wanted to do at the council meeting, we needed to stop him. We were in complete agreement but knew we needed others to agree to our cause. We needed the support of other Packs in order to bring him down, and knew we wouldn’t get far without it.“Oliver Moses has quite a number of soldiers stationed in Anemond, especially around Merlisicre,” Karsh revealed solemnly. “If we want to confront the Moseses, we will need a troop of good soldiers of our own.”Though I didn’t want to admit it, the councilor was correct in his assessment. Despite having support from Alpha Gareth, Wild Crawler on its own couldn’t provide enough soldiers. If we wanted to gather real numbers to stand against the Moses soldiers, we needed to contact other Packs and ask for their support.“Your Majesty, it would be best for you to remain in the darkness before the meeting,” Jacoby advised after a moment
ADALYNThis girl was stupid and annoying, to say the least.Yet, despite these facts, I regretted that I had underestimated her. I should have dealt with the tiny redhead girl right after Cassandra Keller had disappeared. Now, she had become a big problem, one I wasn’t sure how to handle.“I was hiding in the room next to yours when you spoke,” Becky chimed in.Father’s face changed when she mentioned the meeting. His complexion paled and his hazel eyes widened, but when he ran his hands through his graying hair, it was clear that he seemed convinced by her words.I had to hand it to her.Placing herself at the scene of the crime was a bold move, one I wasn’t sure how to work around. This was damning to be certain but I had to remain collected if I wanted to make it out of this and continue my plans without interruption.Silas’ little kitten was a true thorn in my side.Father studied the girl’s expression like a fox studying its prey. “I hope you acknowledge that you will be punished