Semua Bab Rejected by my cursed mate: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Ari's POVIt was noisier than I thought the world beyond Witchwood was.Wolves ran through the trees.Shouts were heard along pack borders.Fear lived in the air like fog.Harriet accompanied me to another territory. She never let go of my hand.All the packs appeared alike when we got there, sick wolves stretched on the ground, healers weeping because nothing was possible, leaders pleading.Spare them, one of the Alpha said to me, and he grabbed my arm.I nodded. "I will try."And I did.I followed the magic which the witches taught me. Herbs Silas in small jars were used by me. I used everything I had.Some wolves got better. Some didn't.But as each sickness passed away, people peered up with open eyes.One Beta said to the Alpha, That witch... she is a miracle.The other addressed me as the silver-handed healer.I brought my hood lower each time. I do not want to be noticed, I said to Harriet.She turned her round brown eyes to me. But you are assisting people, Mommy."I know,"

Ari's POVOver the Blood Pact Pack, the full moon was slowly rising, red in the sick fog. I had been in the training hall, where I was curing a young warrior, whose fever was too high. Drips of sweat were falling down my neck, and my hands were aching with their attempt to squeeze the dark veins beneath his flesh. There was some coughing and low crying, but no more; then there came a great crash of sound which shook the room.The guards were screaming in panorama: Alpha is shifting! Get back! Move!"My heart was hammering. Lucius had all the week been mad. His wolf was too near the surface, too wild, too furious. Tonight was worse. I could sense the aura of his wave of anger and wrath beating against the walls. The patients went shaking, their ears closed in another roar tore through the night."Hold him down!" a guard yelled."Run!" another cried. "He's not himself—get away!"I made myself continue to work, but then, like a sudden flash, I thought of something--not with my ears, but

I stared at Lucius, who was sleeping upon the floor, and all at once the past was clear: the heat and the blackouts and the sickness and the confusion.This wasn’t madness.It was sabotage.Harriet said, Mommy, what are you thinking?I put my head right over the blood vial and muttered the words that I dreaded most of all.It was not a curse, this, said I. "It was sabotage."I could not get my thoughts off what I had discovered in Lucius' blood. Whenever I shut my eyes, all I beheld in my mind was those black lines shining. Poison. A slow, steady poison. Someone was playing with him over time, silently, such that it appeared to be a curse. I had to find answers, and I was aware of where to find them.Rylan.He was a headache--all the time--chill, cool, cut-throat. His eyes were observant and returned nothing. Rylan never panicked the way the rest did, even when Lucius almost died of that lunatic outburst. He simply did what was expected of him.His creepy aura was even less comprehens

Ari's POV“It doesn’t matter,” he muttered. “Lucius won’t last much longer. He is already too weakened by the poison.I put a hand over my mouth. Poison. So he was aware.Rylan drew himself up, his voice becoming colder, sharper.“Yeah. He will be too dishevelled to be a leader. The council must hear me out.My stomach flipped. That was the plan, right? Kick Lucius until the pack demanded another Alpha -Rlynch.He gave a sigh and took a little metal box out of the table. Papers rustled. Bottles clinked. I crouched near the shelf in the hope that he would not hear, not even the dust.We can not stop now, I said to myself. “Everything’s moving. And Lucius begins to lose faith in himself. Perfect.”A chill crawled up my spine. It was not natural that Lucius was confused, his memories were falling, and his body was fatigued. It wasn’t a curse. Rylan was all over it.His voice went dark. As soon as he leaves, the pack will end up with a leader.He slammed the metal box shut. “Yeah. I’m rea

Ari's POVThe air in the morning was chilly and frightening, as though people were all keeping their breath. There was wailing at wolves, and yelling, and bewilderment, some wailing even to the point of tears. Harriet was holding my hand very tightly, her little fingers trembling."Mommy, what's happening?" she whispered.I replied to her, I do not know, and drew her closer to myself. "Stay behind me."But there was this horrible sense of Rylan doing it that something was going to strike us.The guards began blowing the horns once more and shouted, Get to the courtyard! Everyone! Now!"Harriet and I went out and walked toward the large open space inside the parklands. Wolves were side by side; the strain had been great. A circle of warriors went round, and whispers everywhere began."What's going on?""Who did they find?""Is the Luna alive?""She was kidnapped, wasn't she?""Wait… which Luna?"My heart was racing.There was one person they knew about, whom they would fake losing.My