Semua Bab Alpha's Cursed Twain: Bab 171 - Bab 180

KILLIAN’S POVI was back in the woods again, with no idea how I got there. This time around, already familiar with the situation, I jolted up from the forest floor where I lay and started on the route that felt right to me. I didn't waste time thinking or trying to make sense of the situation. I was so mad at being unable to control what happened around me these days. I mean, for how long is this going to last? I can’t afford to have myself waking up in the forest every night with no memory of how I got there. Making a mental note to see the doctor the next morning, I sprinted through the trees. Maybe it had something to do with the antidote I drank. A counter-effect of some sort. But a strange sound caused me to slow down my speed. At first, I assumed it was just a forest animal that had been hurt, but as I slowed down more, I realized it wasn’t. It was far from that. It was the unmistakable cry of a werewolf. I stopped in my tracks, trying to decide what to do next. I remembered I

CELESTE’S POV“I knew something was wrong. From the minute he drank that antidote, he has been acting up.” I cried to the doctor, who stood beside Killian’s form on the bed. Sam managed to get him to snap out of whatever trance he was in, and since then, he has been unconscious. “I can’t say this is the aftermath of the antidote. It is known only to cause tiredness and nothing as serious as changing your body structure. This is strange…” He frowned at Killian, who had been sweating so much despite the generous wind circulating the room. “What do you think of the whole situation?” Sam spoke. He has been quietly seated at one corner of my room, observing, since he managed to bring Killian back to his senses. “I can’t say, to be honest. A wolf changing its fur colour overnight?…..”“And voice, too,” I added. “It…..it’s unsettling. I have to look into it deeply.” He kept his head down as he spoke. “You aren't telling us everything, are you?” Sam jolted up from his seat and strolled t

KILLIAN'S POVWith each passing day, these witches made me loathe them even more. I did not go deep into this to realize that this is their work. They have somehow smuggled their way into my pack and were using that opportunity to try and torment not only me, but my mate. "Listen, Celeste, I will try and keep him distracted, I want you to run, lose him. This is all an illusion, and the minute he can't control what you see, it will all fade away, do you understand?" Luckily, I managed to cushion her fall, and she didn't sustain any major injury. She shook her head vigorously. "I am not leaving you here, I can't. It's not right." "I told you it's an illusion. No one is getting hurt, and we will all be fine by the time we break out of his spell. Please trust me, okay?" This time, she nodded hesitantly, and I helped her up. "Head as far away from us as you can. The minute he can't control what you see, that's it. I will also get myself out after you have successfully gotten away." I g

   KILLIAN'S POV I was possessed by a witch. How? I have no fucking idea.  I felt ashamed.  To have your entire existence possessed by something vile, something mad, which can take over and control you at any time was horrible. I refused to be around anyone. Especially not Celeste, scared that it might hurt her in the process. She had knocked on the door to her room for more than an hour, but I refused to let her in. I locked myself in here and let whatever it was, unleash its fury at the room and not my mate. It hurt to shut her out, but at the moment, and not until I find a way to get rid of it, that's the best thing to do. Keep myself away from her and everyone I l

SAM’S POV“Let me.” I seized the book from Killian’s trembling hands. Don’t know if it’s the aftermath of his blowup, but he seemed a bit slower at everything now. He groaned under his breath but didn’t attempt to take the book back. I sat on the bed before I dove in, somehow anticipating something that would blow my mind even though I have no idea what it contains past the first page. Killian lingered above me, still standing while I went through the insanely thick paper of every page. The second page more or less contained what I could only describe as an introduction; he was explaining to Celeste what power she possessed. “The Lunaris power isn’t something to be messed with, it isn’t something to take lightly as well.” It says. “You are powerful, and although you haven’t realized it yet, you will. I am writing to guide you as I might not be around when you reach your full potential.” “Let’s keep this back, man, this is her personal stuff.” Killian attempted to pull away the book