Sighing, I sat on the bar and poured liquor on my glass. I drink it straight and felt how the alcohol drew a line on my throat.
I can still remember Zynia. We used to visit to their pack when I was still a child. She still looks the same despite the effects of aging. Suddenly, whenever I look at her, I remember my parents and uncle Zeuracious.
And it hurts to… remember them gone.
‘Aiden?’ I was snatched from my deep thinking when I heard that angelic voice inside my head. Ashira… ‘Are you okay?’
I closed my eyes and smile to myself. Did I just flow my emotions to her, unintentionally?
‘Yes, baby. I’m fine.’ I answered.
It took a minute before she responded. ‘I’m here…’
I paused, gone in my own thoughts. Suddenly, I was calmed. I was once again peaceful.
And those two words filled my heart.
‘I love you…’ I closed my eyes as I said the words. I never question it now unlike before. Now, I’m sure.
‘I-I love you, too…’
I smiled upon hearing her response. I poured another shot but sip on it slowly this time.
I always feel like I’m on my own. But now, I’m not alone. From the day I met her, I never was. And never will be again.
THE AIR WAS THICK INSIDE THE ROOM as we gather. They had finished eating and nothing would snatch our attention with the matter needed to attend.
“Should I tell you first what curse I have-”
“Mother, they could ask about it after the cure. Please…” Zeke interrupted her mother and all I could see in his eyes were pleading.
Zynia pouted but look at me, unsure if her son’s suggestion was fine with me.
“He’s right.” I agreed.
“Before we go down to the cure, I’d like to be sure that no curse will transfer to Alpha Aiden. Uh, Zynia?” Nick said. I scoffed. I know he did to do that for my sake but I trust Zynia. I’ve always known her as the kind type. She won’t harm anyone just to survive.
“There will be no such thing, son.” Zynia said.
“I entered a blood oath, dog. We won’t-”
“Zeke…” Zynia interrupted. She looked at her son and then turn to us. “Forgive my son. There’s no proper education along living outside the pack.”
Nick coughed to halt himself from laughing and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“It’s alright. Let’s proceed to the cure.” I said. “How will this work?”
Zeke moved to the table and grabbed a table knife. “You’ll need to cut yourself with this and uh, try to bleed. You can control that right?”
I nodded and grabbed the knife he’s handling.
“Zeke.” Zynia called and reached for a bag. She held a small bottle with purple liquid inside. Zeke moved and reached for the bottle before walking back to me. “Drop the blood in there, Alpha Aiden.” she said.
I nodded and started cutting my palm while Zeke was opening the bottle.
It didn’t hurt at all. I controlled my body to delay the healing of the wound, letting an ample amount of blood to drop on the small bottle.
“That’s enough.” Zynia said. I looked at her and closed my hand for a fist, commanding my body to heal now.
My hand dropped on my side once it stopped bleeding and the wound was completely closed. I looked at Zynia and she smiled at me.
“Thank you for doing this, Alpha Aiden.”
I nodded and watched the liquid inside the small bottle. The purple liquid and my blood was separated.
“I’ll start now. Try to be quiet, boys.” Zynia said. I looked at her and her lips are moving but no sound was heard.
I looked at Nick and he shrugged. My eyes turned to Zeke and his eyes were closed, his lips are also moving but no sound was heard.
They are combining a chant.
‘Never saw a male wolf, uh, enchantress? What’s that called?’ Nick said in our mind.
‘Wizard. Warlock? I’m not sure.’
I haven’t saw a male wolf perform chants but now. It was a magic mastered perfectly by female. This is a new sight from us.
I noticed the purple liquid started moving rapidly. My blood formed a perfect round red ball in the middle of the purple liquid. I felt a slight heat on my palm where I cut myself. It does not sting but it makes me uncomfortable.
It took a whole two minutes before I saw the purple liquid swallow the round ball of my blood and then it burst inside the bottle.
Leaving a transparent liquid inside. There’s no trace of the purple liquid or my blood now. All that’s left was almost like a… water.
“Wow.” Nick exclaimed, shocked.
I gulped. I can’t feel any heat on my palm now. But what was it?
“S-Syringe.” Zynia said to Zeke. I almost run to her when I noticed that she’s having a hard time breathing. Her lips was paler than before and her eyes turned whiter than earlier.
I held her hand and rub her back. They must have performed a hard-level enhanting to be drained of energy like this.
Or maybe it was the curse.
Zeke hurriedly grabbed the bag and took a syringe. I watched him used it to suck the liquid inside the small bottle and run-walk to us.
I watched as he positioned the beveled needle on Zynia’s chest.
“Wait, what are you doing?” I said, grabbing his hand to stop him.
“Let me go.” he said, emphasizing each word in a hard tone then sighed and closed his eyes before looking at me again. Then it dawned to me. He was scared. “Mother told me what to do. I know what I’m doing. Let go of my hand before its too late.”
I didn’t say anything. I just loosen my grip and watched as he stabbed the needle in Zynia’s heart. I stood up upon hearing the long and loud scream of pain coming from Zynia.
“That looked… ouch.” Nick said behind me.
I saw Zynia trembled, her whole body was shaking and I noticed it.
The changes.