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The Curse of the Alpha 17
~MearaI tap my foot impatiently against the ground, chewing on my fingernail.It's been hours. In fact, an entire night has passed and I haven't heard anything. Not once have I moved from this spot, sitting in Carran's living room as if I belong here, waiting for news on what has happened to Sire.I'm convinced he is going to find a way out of this. He's angry, he wants revenge. That's more motivation to succeed than Carran will ever have.But he was cursed once. It can happen again.I hear footsteps first, and then Carran comes through the archway and into the living room.Whether he was successful or not is a question that is answered the moment I see the glint in his eye, the way his shoulders are straight back and proud.A cold, guilty laden feeling creeps along my skin.“It’s done.” He claps his hands together, the sound making me wince.“That easy?”“That easy.”I close my eyes for a moment, nausea rolling through my stomach like waves in a storm. This is the right thing to do,
The Curse of the Alpha 18
~Meara-Three Weeks Later-I rush across the street, trying to avoid the deep puddles gathering at the curb.Persistent rain set in over a week ago, only contributing to my foul mood. I tilt my head down, holding a magazine over my head to keep as much of it off me as possible.Things aren't very good at the moment.I look down at my bag of groceries. There has been a food shortage, leaving me with a bag of half rotting, overly expensive ingredients.Carran has tried to assure people that things will get better, although he's almost completely abandoned us.Thankfully, though, he hasn't contacted me since...I pause for a moment, looking down at a newspaper stand that the owners are desperately trying to pull undercover before they are entirely ruined.As I give them a hand, I can't help but notice the headline written in bold across the front.Will This Horror End? The Sickness that Seizes Lives Still Runs RampantI refuse to acknowledge my fear. The reality is, putting Sire back und
The Curse of the Alpha 19
~MearaI squeeze my eyes shut as the earth takes me into it's grip, pulling me downwards.Holding my breath, I silently pray for this to be over quickly as I sink lower and lower. My lungs burn in protest, dirt filling every space it can until I emerge from below.For a brief moment I'm suspended in the air before my back slams on the tile below.Coughing, I roll over, clutching my stomach. All the air has been knocked from my lungs and it takes a few moments to get enough back to have my panic subside.Sitting up, I wipe my hair back, scrunching my nose up at the feeling of the dirt that covers me.There's no turning away now.Tentatively I stand, gathering my thoughts. Sire's stone casket rests ominously in the centre of the room, surrounded by the crystal clear water.This place looks exactly as I found it initially. No one would know upon looking here that I've saved Sire from this terrible fate before.And now I'm going to do it again...I just hope he doesn't kill me.I step into
The Curse of the Alpha 20
~MearaSire comes down the stairs, looking tense."Where are we going?" I question, glancing down at the note that miraculously appeared on the dresser this morning.We returned to his manor yesterday. He was so exhausted he went to bed almost immediately, leaving me to spend most of the nights with my thoughts.I'm not sure what to feel about Sire and the mate bond yet."I don't feel right. I need more magic," he muses, shuddering as if he can feel the physical sensation of it's absence."You're the most powerful person in this realm, how could you need more power?" I wonder. Furthermore, where could such power come from?Sire rubs his wary eyes, still not entirely recovered."There sheer number of witches Carran has employed is not something I can face alone. I need more magic so I am not vulnerable to another attack," he tells me.I rub my arms. I suppose that is a fair reason, and doesn't mean he is going to use that power in an attack against Carran. But it still makes me nervous
The Curse of the Alpha 21
~MearaThe world materialises around us, a cold breeze ruffling my hair."This isn't the manor," I comment, pulling my hand from Sire's as I look around.After leaving the witch behind, we were meant to return back home. However, I'm standing ankle-deep in snow, looking at what appears to be a natural spring carved into the rock, steam wafting up from it's surface."No. It isn't," Sire comments casually, as if he hasn't just brought me to what may very well be a small mountain top that is covered in snow and doesn't have anything around it for miles."Why are we here?" I ask warily."To relax," he says, tugging his shirt off his head. I'm lucky he has magic and was able to bring clothing to himself, otherwise he would completely naked right now.I watch in stunned silence as he kicks of his pants too. "I've been on the verge of death for many centuries, I need a break."He clearly knew of this place previously, as he strides confidently into the hot water with nothing but his underwea
The Curse of the Alpha 22
~MearaI stare at the window, watching fat droplets roll down the glass.Being back at work is completely pointless. We haven't had a single customer all day, and my shift is nearly over.Other than the money, though, I'm here because I'm fighting for a sense of normalcy.Sire was confused when I told him I wanted to come back to work today, but he took me here anyway.Because of the curse, though, no one is venturing out. Emma and I's bosses are insisting we take the risk by keeping the place open, and because she needs money and I need to get out of the house, we are here."I'm glad you're back," Emma says, flipping a hand towel over her shoulder."I can't believe this place is still open." I would laugh if it wasn't so sad. I wish I could tell the people that this sickness isn't contagious, although that would only cause more panic.Emma smiles, leaning against the counter. "I would complain but it's nice and quiet and my friend has returned."I rub the back of my neck.When Sire w
The Curse of the Alpha 23
~MearaI stare at Hazel's wooden door, gathering courage."Be nice," I bite out, looking sidelong at my mate.He looks out of place on Hazel's old porch. He's attempted to look more mortal, as he put it, which consisted of wearing plain clothing and styling his hair slightly different.It doesn't matter how he presents himself, he looks like an Alpha, and Hazel will be able to sense his magic."You don't think I'll be nice?" He sounds a little hurt.I sigh through my nose. "Just...Don't intimidate her."Hazel wants to like Sire, for my sake. She will try her best, although I don't want her to have flashbacks to the night Sire chased me down and took me away. She had thought I had died, and I don't want her to look at Sire and be reminded of that."I'll try my hardest." He stares down at the salad I made him bring with us as a peace offering.I want this lunch with Hazel to go well. I want to feel normal again."And don't flirt with me in front of her," I add.Sire smirks. "Now that I
The Curse of the Alpha 24
~MearaSire has been carefully schooled in preparation for this evening.He isn't a centuries old Alpha having emerged from a watery grave, and I definitely had nothing to do with it.We are just a normal couple who accidently stumbled into the knowledge that they are mates.I knock firmly on the cottage door, giving Sire a wary glance.He isn't concerned about what my parents think of him at all. I'm not either, necessarily, but I am worried that they will uncover an aspect of Sire's past that I would like to keep hidden.The door opens, revealing the flushed face of my grinning mother."Meara!"She sweeps me into a hug so tight it's suffocating. I melt into it, letting myself remember how much I missed her. She smells so familiar, like cherries and vanilla."It's good to see you," I breathe, pulling back to look in the light brown eyes we both share. "Has it always been so cold here?"The ground is crusted with frost and the air is frigid. I'm starting to remember why our Pack didn'
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