All Chapters of Spirit bound by the Alpha's curse: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Cassian and I were lying in bed, our naked limbs tangled with each other. He was holding me against him tightly, his index finger tracing gentle circles on the side of my waist. We were both quiet, but the bond between us was wide open, allowing us to feel what the other was feeling and listen to any stray thoughts we might have. Cassian's mind was a chaotic mess. He was tense, happy about our mate bond being fulfilled, satisfied from the very lengthy round of love making we just had, nervous about us being expecting parents, anxious about the oncoming war, and sacred, really scared for the safety of me and our yet to be formed baby. I was anxious about the war, and a bit nervous about being a mother, but I wasn't so scared. I was convinced everything would work out fine. I was just about to distract Cassian from the cacophony in his mind by kissing him, when Max's voice sounded in my head, loud and clear. I jerked a bit in shock, then realized he had mindlinked Cassian, but sinc

"Who were you talking to earlier?" I asked, as Cassian and I got home. He was absentminded, so I had to repeat the question. "Hmm?""When Lily and I were chatting," I clarified. "Who was that?" "Oh. You mean Brian? He had a few questions about the attack. And he isn't the only one with questions. The pack members are getting restless. They know war is coming, but they don't know why." "We should tell them," I said. Cassian nodded. "That's what I've been thinking of. Even if we don't reveal every single detail to them — like the curse — they deserve to know the basics." I nodded, gnawing on my lower lip as my mind starting to wander too. "I've asked Max to call a meeting at the pack house. Everyone will be there, and we can address the issue then." "When?" "In about an hour or two?" Cassian's gaze flickered down to my lips and back to my eyes. "I was thinking I could make you something to eat while we wait." I shook my head. "I'm not hungry." "Yet," he said, tugging on my a

"I know how to break the curse." Saoirse looked excited.My heart skipped a beat, and Cassian and I shared a look. He gestured to Saoirse to come with us."Let's take this conversation elsewhere," he said. "Can I come with?" Lily asked. "Sure," Saoirse replied, grabbing her hand and pulling her along. After the meeting, some of the pack members looked like they still wanted to approach Cassian and I, but reading the expression on his face and the fact that he was leaving so quickly, they stayed away and gravitated towards Max instead. "Doesn't Barry have to hear this too?" I questioned as we walked out of the pack house and back towards the Alpha house. "Nope," Saoirse replied. "Previously, I'd kinda thought Barry would have a part to play on getting rid of the curse on his hand, but it turns out I was wrong." "How?" "It's all you," she said to me and Cassian, smiling. "Once you break the curse, Barry's will automatically disappear. So there's no need to involve him right now.

When Morwen returned the next day, it was with more bad news. "There's been reports of the outbreak of a disease," she said as she walked into the office Atlas and I used. "A disease?" Atlas asked, obviously surprised. "What disease? Who does it affect?" "No one knows what it is," she replied. "But so far, we've had five reports in just one day. Two of them are wolves. The others are witches.""That's impossible," Atlas and I said at the same time. "Werewolves don't get sick." Apparently," Morwen said, "they do now. It's odd, and like nothing we witches have seen before. We do get sick sometimes. According to what I've heard, it starts with a fever, and slowly deteriorates into the patient coughing up blood. The disease progresses fast, eating at the patient until they're nothing more than a husk of bones and dried flesh. Our healers have tried everything. Nothing seems to work." I frowned. "And this disease is totally new? Nothing the witches have ever experienced before?" She

This wasn't supposed to happen. What kind of mate was I if I couldn't save the one woman that was my responsibility, my life? For that matter, what kind of king was I? All my life, I'd never known true powerlessness until now. Until I saw Cora lying helpless in a bed, a bucket beside her and another beside me.The first one was still.emoty because since she passed out, she hadn't woken up to throw up in it, and the one beside me was filled with cold water and a small towel which I used, trying to bring down her fever. It wasn't working. I'd long since sent for a few maids and Morwen. What was the point in keeping them away when it was clear now that all my efforts had been for nothing? After she collapsed, I cleaned my mate up and put her in our bed. She was as pale as a ghost, her dark hair pooled across the pillow providing even more contrast. Goddess. I failed as a man. How could I not have noticed that she was ill, and not just from the pregnancy? Everyone said the plague