Chapter 6: Healed

 

Clara

Donna’s forehead wrinkled. “Herbs and medicines, Luna? Why are you sick?”

“No, I’m fine. I just need them tonight so I can be ready for tomorrow.”

Hesitating, Donna still ended up just nodding. “Alright. Whatever you need, Luna.”

I opened up the little compartment on my drawer and began listing everything I’ll be needing in a piece of brown paper.

“You can get the help you will be needing.” I handed her the paper which Donna immediately examined. “I need those here as soon as possible, before tomorrow.”

Donna nodded, placing the paper onto her pocket. “But aren’t you going to rest, Luna? It’s been a long night for you.”

“No, I’m good.” I shook my head. “And I’m sorry for keeping you up this late.”

With an assuring smile, she shook her head before heading out, leaving me all alone inside my room.

The silence filling the atmosphere didn’t bring me peace of mind. And instead, doubt starts to crept inside me.

After knowing Samuel was my mate on my eighteenth birthday, I already had tried doing this same thing. To remove the scar I did. But I had failed tons of times, making me give up.

I came across Samuel and really thought I was accepted for what I have and who I am. But seeing my situation right now, I was wrong.

Regret was everything I could feel at that moment. Regret, but not because I shouldn’t have believed Samuel’s lies, but because I shouldn’t have done this scar to my face in the first place.

I may have trusted myself back then too much that I could for sure make that scar vanish whenever I wanted to. But I knew I wouldn’t have that much trust in myself, if I can’t do it. After all, I knew myself better than everybody else.

And today, I will make sure it will work and no other way around. There would be no room for self-doubt.

Discovering that I’m a good healer started after my teenage years. The first person I have proven my ability to was my father. Being a Beta, he always went to fight and hunt. And when father told everyone my ability, no one believed him or even wanted to be treated by me. My goal was to help, but they saw it as a threat.

Two hours had passed and still Donna hadn’t gone back. I kept peeking through the window, but all I could see was how everyone was busy, happily arranging the place for the celebration of Samuel’s second marriage with Alice.

Each minute that was passing by, made my anxiety grow bigger. I may run out of time if Donna doesn’t make it on time.

Dawn arrived and just when I was about to leave my room, the door pushed open. Donna went in, panting as she made sure to lock the door before heading to my place.

“Some guards out there didn’t want to let me in, Luna. They were questioning where am I going to use all of these,” she caught her breath, placing down a black cloth bag.

“What did you tell them?” My eyes were fixed on her sweaty face, worried what she said might alarm them.

“Don’t worry about it, Luna. I’m a good liar,” she chuckled, tapping my left shoulder.

Digging into the bag, I was glad to see everything I have listed was here. Looking up at the wall clock, I saw that I’ve only had almost six hours to make it before the wedding officially starts.

With adrenaline rushing through, I swept everything away from my table and began placing every herbs and medicine down. Seeing many of them overwhelmed me. It has been months since I have last done this.

I took a deep breath before starting to mix the ingredients onto the small porcelain bowl I was holding.

Beads of sweat fell down on my forehead, but I was too busy to even wipe them. My eyes were fixed onto the mixture I was trying to make when a sudden knock appeared by the door.

Donna, who was standing a meter away from me, was shocked. “I will attend to the door, Luna. You continue what you’re doing.”

Mix after mix, and all I could feel was nervousness. Grabbing the last herb that will make this mixture complete, I swallowed hard before tearing its leaves into pieces before mixing it.

At exact four in the morning, four hours before the wedding, I was done creating the mixture. Satisfaction and fear was consuming me.

I cleaned the surface of my scar first before dabbing the mixture onto my skin. I was too preoccupied that I didn’t notice Donna had gone back. She was carefully watching my every move with a hopeful look in her eyes.

“I see it now, Luna. The herbs and medicine was for your scar,” she mumbled.

“If fate was on my side this time, my scar would finally vanish, Donna.”

“I wished you all the best, Luna. It’ll work!”

This scar has been with me for years, yet the thirty minutes of waiting for the mixture to sink into my skin, felt like forever.

My hands were relentlessly shaking, grabbing a piece of clean cloth to wipe the mixture out of my face.

Too many what ifs were lingering in my mind.

What if it didn’t work? What if I’m going to have this scar for eternity? What if it turns out worse?

Hence, all of those questions instantly fade when another knock interrupts which Donna hastily attends to.

“What do you need?” Donna asked, keeping the door open narrow and small.

“Alpha Samuel sent me to guard Luna Clara’s room to make sure we won’t be able to leave until the wedding ceremony is finished,” a man’s voice responded.

“Is she inside?”

“Y-yes,” Donna stuttered.

“Move aside. I need to see her inside myself.”

With a quick glance, Donna instructed me to turn around and face my back onto the door. I immediately looked back, hiding my face from the guard.

“All right,” the guard uttered lastly, before moving back.

Shutting back the door, Donna faced me with a torn look on her face.

It seems like Samuel’s doing everything just not to see even my glimpse on his important day.

Well, it’s so unfortunate of him because if my scar was successfully removed, then my will to ruin his wedding day will be way stronger than my fear of disobeying him.

My hands that were shaky turned colder as I continued to wipe the remaining mixture. I was firmly biting my lower lip with my eyes locked at my reflection through the mirror.

The moment I took off everything that was covering my scar, I gasped a breath away upon seeing my face without it. This is for the longest time I’ve ever got a chance to catch a glance of myself without the burden that caused me hell.

Running my fingers onto my left cheek, the feeling was bizarre.

“It worked, for real,” I puffed, my eyes peeling open as I couldn’t get them off into my reflection through the mirror.

Pure joy and excitement were the only things I could feel. A strange feeling from what I have been having: regret and disgust.

“Oh, my! You are so beautiful, Luna! A real Goddess!” Donna beams excitedly.

A drop of tear fell down my left eye which was followed by an amused giggle.

My first step into my plan worked. So what else could stop me from doing the rest of my plan?

“Get me my dress, Donna. I will attend my mate’s wedding,” I announced, keeping my gaze on the mirror as if I were memorizing every inch of my features.

“You’re gonna get back what’s yours, Luna,” Donna remarked, nodding. “Alpha Samuel will definitely love you now that you’re even prettier than Luna Alice,” she added, grinning from ear to ear.