The Blue Moon pack
Cassie Robert
It was a narrow escape for me today. I woke extremely late in the morning, but thank goodness that it was my lucky day today. Rushing out of my room this morning after the guard came to wake me up, I rushed to the alpha’s room, thinking I’ll find him sitting on his bed and waiting to punish me, but fortunately, he wasn’t around. I later realized that he left very early before daybreak. Guess what, he’s away for some time. I’m the happiest person on earth now, at least I’ll have breathing space before he returns to the castle.
After I’m done with the day’s work, I walk back into my room to have a long and relaxing bath. It has been a while since I last had a relaxing bath. It has been me rushing through every personal thing I do. Today, I have all the time in the world to have my bath and relax.
Soaking myself under the soapy bathtub, I scrub myself slowly, as I make sure to take my time and do everything gently. There’s no need to rush things since I’m free for now.
I stop abruptly and sigh as something cross my mind. It’s still difficult to accept the fact that I’m a werewolf, but thinking about what Zoey told me, I don’t know what to believe anymore. I have tried to weigh the possibility of me being a werewolf, but nothing is working. My father never acted like one while we were still together, he never acted weirdly or suspicious that’d make me think that something like this may be true. Come to think of it, I heard that werewolves do have their first shift at the age of fifteen, and the latter ones at the age of eighteen, and not also that, I heard that they find their mate at the age of eighteen. I’m twenty-four years old now for damn sake, how is it even true that I’m a werewolf without feeling any of that? This is crazy and confusing.
The thoughts of my father flash through my mind, and I sigh briefly. How’s he doing now? Is he fine out there without me? I know those are the questions I shouldn’t be asking myself. I mean, if he’s not happy, he wouldn’t have sold me in the first place, and he would’ve tried to find me and get me back. That man is a monster, I don’t think he’s my father. I’ll make him pay for everything.
The sound of the faint knock on the door outside pulls me back to reality.
“Cassie…” I recognize the voice at once to be Madam Leila’s voice. Oh my God! She’s here to see me? I’m so happy.
I quickly jump down from the bathtub and wash the foams from my body, dashing into the room afterward. I quickly wear something and reach out to the door. I pull it open, and there she is, smiling at me. She’s the nicest person I’ve met so far.
“Madam Leila…” I call surprisingly, leaving the door wide open for her to come inside.
“How’re you doing?” She asks, as I close the door behind me and turn my attention to her. It has been a while since we see each other last, and I’m happy that she’s here today. I need no one to tell me that she didn’t come to see me because of the alpha.
“I’m fine,” I reply to her, taking a seat on the only chair in my room, while she sits on the bed.
An awkward silence assumes the air, and I bet the look on her face depicts worry and sadness. It seems like something is wrong, and she’s hiding it from me.
“Are you OK, Madam Leila?” I ask curiously and worriedly, staring at her keenly as if the answers are written on her body.
“I’ll be leaving soon, Cassie,” she says in between sighs, and I pull a puzzled look. Where’s she leaving to?
“I… don’t understand,” I drawl confusingly, and she sighs. She holds my hands and gives them a light squeeze, before raising her gaze to my face. Slowly, a faint smile creeps up her lips and getting me more confused and worried.
“Cassie… From the first day that I set my eyes on you, I felt a part of me that has been missing for years. Since I lost my only child eight years ago, my life has been a living hell. I lived all the days of my life in pain. I felt a part of me died with her the moment she died. She was the only family I had, after the death of my husband in a war…” Tears trickles down her cheeks, as she turns her gaze away. She looks extremely pained and broken. I can imagine the pain of losing a family, and it hurts to see her like this.
“I’m sorry about that,” left with no words to comfort her, my heart wrenches in pain.
“My husband was killed, the day an anonymous pack attacked the pack. I watched her kill my husband… She killed my husband before my very eyes, and she smirked at me. Her voice sounded familiar, everything about her was familiar to me, but I couldn’t place who she was. Just five years after the death of my beloved husband, I lost my daughter too. She was killed by the same people…” She breaks down in tears.
“For the past years, I have been in pain. But a part of me felt alive, the moment I saw you. I feel that my daughter is still alive, each time I see you. Yes, I know it’s not right to think, knowing that you’re not her, but I find comfort in you. It always hurts my heart deeply to see you in pain. I’ll be leaving the pack soon, but I’ll be back… although I don’t know when. I need to be away for some time and sort myself out. I want you to be happy, no matter what life throws at you. I want you to be strong and pull through this hearty and healthy. I want you to promise me that no matter what happens, you won’t die. You’ll wait for me until I come back…” She cups my cheeks in her palms and stares into my eyes with tears in her eyes.
“Don’t leave, please,” the tears I have been trying to fight back, finally find their way out of my eyes, as I stare into her teary eyes. I don’t want her to leave, she can’t leave me here. She has become a part of me, and it’ll break me if she leaves.
“I’m coming back, no matter how long it takes me. Promise me that you’ll stay alive until then, promise me that you won’t give up on your life, no matter the pain you’re put through. Promise me that you’ll wait for me, for as long as I take before I come back,” she demands again, and I slowly now my head.
“I promise,” I whisper, and she pulls me into her warm embrace…