“Must I wake you up everyday?” Lance whispered to my ear. I was glad he whispered, imagine he yells like he used to. That would have doubled whatever I was feeling. “Oh, it’s morning already,” I mumbled, putting the pillow over my head. “Yes and you need to get up,” he urged me. “I will, I just need you to help me close that freaking window that is opened, it’s so cold right now,” I begged. Lance looked at me, turning his head to the side, to watch my moves. “Okay,” he said slowly, then he walked down to the window and shut it closed. The wind stopped blowing right immediately, I muttered a thank you to him and he nodded, still watching me closely. Sniffing from the running nose I have had since last night, I walked down to the bathroom. I was nowhere near okay and it was not any better this morning. Lance had his suspicions but I could not afford to let him clarify it. He won’t let me out of the house or room again. Turning on the steamer, I let the water steam for a long
LANCEJust after one hit, she passed out. I watched Hayley stagger backwards, holding her nose that was hit before landing on the ground.At first I thought it was an act, so I moved closer to her to raise her hand up, but it fell to the ground instead. That was when I began to panic.She was really unconscious. The thought of me killing my own mate crossed my mind and I shuddered. Lifting her up, I began to run to the pack hospital. The sun was already rising and people were already beginning to wake up. I rushed into the hospital and took her to an empty wardroom. "Someone give me some attention!" I boomed when I realised no one followed me into the ward. Soon two nurses rushed in, checking her up. "Sir you need to go–""I'm staying here," I demanded. I was the alpha and she could not object as much as she wanted to. I watched them do their stuff and I could barely understand what they were doing. My ears focused on her heartbeat to make sure they were still pumping blood. It
HAYLEYSlowly, my eyes opened. The headache I had before had reduced to a more bearable percentage. As expected, my nose had healed. There was a figure hovering above me, it was blurry at first but then I caught a scent and realised it was Lance. “Lance,” I mumbled subconsciously. "No lay down," he said quickly. "What is going on?" I asked, groaning. "You're alright, I was just about to call Dorcas," he smiled warmly at me. “Why what happened?” I asked, frowning at the needle in my hand. “Why am I even here?”I remember us training and I remember falling down but I didn't even know I went unconscious or it was serious enough to be in the hospital. “It’ll make sense to all of us eventually, I promise you that,” he held my free hand in his with a smile. He looked scared, I could even feel his fear. I suspected he knew what was wrong with me but would not tell it to me. He was calling Dorcas possibly because of me. “Am I dying?” I asked numbly. It was best I knew the truth earli
"Oh God!" Dorcas yelled. Then the spell broke with her gasping heavily for breath. Her eyes were wider than usual as she stared blankly at the ceiling. Hurriedly, I took the stone off me. It burnt my hands as I made contact, making me throw it to the ground. It had not burnt my chest when it was on it, but it did when I picked it up. "Hayley what have you done," she asked not even looking at me as she spoke. "What is that supposed to mean?" I raised a brow at her. Lance barged in, staring at the two of us with suspicious eyes. "Has the spell been completed?" Lance questioned, still standing at the door, not wanting to come in. He thought he was going to spoil something if he did come in and the spell was hit. "Yes, we all need to talk. This is more serious than I thought," Dorcas said in fear, her body trembling. Probably because the spell she was performing was powerful. "What is going on?" Lance walked right in after the invitation. "Hayley, think well, who have you offende
We had been stuck in the library for hours, roaming through the witches section, looking for spells and how to break or trap them. There was no use, but Dorcas and Lance did not seem like they were giving up so soon. The place was as usual, empty but with books neatly arranged. I remembered that Lance had brought in some new section of books, he called it the fiction section. It made children come here a lot but since we had gotten there a little too early, there was no one around. So we locked the doors behind us as we walked in. The dust from dragging out a big old book of spells made me sneeze and begin to cough out. Lance noticed and he rushed to me, collecting the book from me and dropping it on the table that was near. He waved his hands in the air, as a means of waving off the dust so I could stop sneezing. Then he glared at me. “What?” I frowned. “If you just give it back–”“Out of the question,” I cut in, glaring back at him. “A normal person will sneeze when they come
“What the hell is wrong with me?” I asked rhetorically. “Are you sure you are alright?” Lance asked again. “What, no. I can’t feel my legs. Why can’t I feel my legs?!” I panicked. Oh shit I could not move them. “What the hell is this?!” I screamed at him, not caring if I caused unnecessary attention or not. “Calm down Hayley,” he said to me. “Grey go and call Dorcas, she’s in the library. Sonia help us to call Mr Jones, he’s in the hospital. Tell them to meet us in my room. Now.”They both nodded and sped right past us after Lance ordered. He held me by my waist and lifted me up bridal style, walking to our room.When we reached the room, Lance placed me gently on the bed. Brushing my hair to the side, he whispered soothing words to me. “Why can’t I feel my legs?” I asked for the umpteenth time. “Will I be able to walk again?”“Shh, that is how it is. Your body is trying to adjust to the illness, it happened to me too. With the help of a witch and a doctor, you will be alright,”
“Oh shit,” I gasped. “What the hell did you do to me?”“Nothing, it healed itself,” Talia shrugged. “So can we go look for him now?”Her eager blue eyes bore into mine and I could not resist and say no to her. “You are really going to owe me after this,” I pouted and she purred. “Thank you so much Hayley,” she sang as I shuffled my way out of bed. My puffy slippers were laying on the floor, waiting for me to use them. Smiling that I could feel and move my legs again, I put on my slippers. Due to the constant cold I have been receiving, I usually placed my jacket at a close range in my room. So I grabbed it and put it on my body, adjusting to get warm and loving how heated I felt all of a sudden. “Can you please hurry up? It has not even begun to snow yet,” she rolled her eyes at me. “Yes, I’m very sensitive to cold weather, you know,” I explained. “Just hurry up,” Talia grumbled. “Hey, don’t rush me. Or I would have to change my mind,” I said straightly and scoffed. “If you d
"Hayley no!" Dorcas rushed in and slapped the the tea away from my hand.I watched the tea pour down to the ground and the cup shattered into bits. “Hey, what givesd?!” I yelled at her. “I spent money and time on that!”“I’m sorry but you cannot drink that tea, Lance told me you were going to make it and I had to stop you,” she gasped out like she had just ran a hundred miles. Why not?” I frowned at her as she tried to catch her breath. “It worked for Lance does mean will work for you,” she explained, rolling her eyes. “I don’t understand you Dorcas,” I shook my head. “I came across a spell book in the library. If the curse is transferred than vervain may just not work, instead it will add more issues to what you already have,” she said. “That is ridiculous,” I laughed, shaking my head at what she was saying as a means of disapproval. “You have to trust me in this one. The only drugs you are allowed to take are the ones we prescribe to you. Is that understood?” Dorcas warned an