Fated To The Alpha

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 40
I could feel Kora restless within me as she whined and I found myself plunged into a new surrounding.

I was running, I didn’t recognise where I was running to. I just knew I needed to help them as I ran through the trees before stopping at a small village hidden amongst the forest next to Paddock. The place was set alight, paddocks filled with wolves dying and fighting, we were at war, I hid on the outskirts watching men with pitchforks file out and down a small dirt road, I could hear the cries of children ringing through the night. Everything settles the place falling silent except for agonised howls and crying. It was over. I walk out from my hiding place. The Earth is stained with my pack’s blood, the air thick with the pungent smell of death.

The entire village decimated, nothing left, but burning huts and scorched earth as fire took everything in the small village.

The night sky filled with the sounds of agonised howls as they lay dying on the battlefield. I look down at the wolf next to me, his dark fur almost blue under the moon’s beam. I stare at him before kneeling next to him. His eyes opened as I stroked his fur. Why does he look so familiar, the look in his eyes reminded me of someone yet I couldn’t place him, just knew I loved him.

I knew I was dreaming, was aware of that fact yet I couldn’t tear my eyes from the black wolf who lay dying at my feet, some pull telling me to save him. He whines loudly, the sound so sad it broke something within me. His eyes peered up at me with so much love yet I knew I didn’t know this wolf, never saw him before in my life.

The sky above crackles with lightning and I peer up at the sky as deafening thunder rolls across the sky, angry and powerful. The moon however shining down unaffected by the carnage below and by the anger of the storm just watching us suffer.

“We are children of the Moon, yet all you do is watch. How are we expected to believe in our Moon Goddess when she is never here when we need her?” I scream at it.

Lightning cracks loudly whipping through the night sky leaving angry streaks of electricity to light it.

Lighting up the destruction of the war, every wolf that lay dying in the field, the burned down huts, the children screaming for their fallen parents, the cries of death.

“You could save them, you could have saved us” I cry to the Moon brushing the fur of the wolf next to me.

“Save him then, you want to help them, do it. But everything comes at cost, you think you can do better, child. I never caused this bloodshed, this is on you. All of you” comes a voice ringing through the night loud and clear.

I turn around looking through the darkness, using the lightning to see. I gasp at the sight of a white wolf standing amongst the carnage looking regal and serene as she strolled toward me like she was unaffected by death surrounding her. Her fur was so white it looked like it was glowing like a beacon in the night.

“Stay back, who are you?” I ask her, picking up a stick, ready to defend myself.

“You had no problem cursing me to the moon a few seconds ago child, you should know who I am to speak so boldly to me”

I gasp, it can’t be, I look at the Moon before staring back at her.

“You’re the Moon Goddess?”

can do better than me?” She asks. Her steps are purposeful

save them, they slaughtered my entire village only leaving the children” I tell

you all killed off their livestock, so they poisoned you all, found your weakness then exploited it,

knew and didn’t warn us, didn’t try

am busy child, you think you can do better? I have thousands of children, thousands to watch over, I am

you don’t care, you will let us all die, let them suffer because you’re to busy for us, we are meant to

mates, guide you to make the right decisions but not make your choices, your pack was greedy, took more than they should and that was their downfall” she says leaving and turning her back on us

you are just as bad as

better, you want them back, then bring them back” she says. I stare at

you can do

can choose who lives and dies but at what cost, what price are you willing to pay for your people, child. Everything has a consequence. I will offer this to you once and once only. A

her looking at my

or no dear, do you want

course I do, I love them. This is my

to pay….your life,

please

choice, but remember once I give it to you, I won’t take it back, it’s yours forever, and will belong to every firstborn of every

will do anything, please just save them” I begged her, looking at the

well,” she says. White light blinds me and I put up my arms to stop it burning my eyes. The light dims and I squint, my eyes adjusting to find a woman in a white flowing gown, she was barefoot, yet the blood soaked earth didn’t touch her, didn’t stain her as she stepped closer to me. Her long blonde hair hanging

curse, death shall taint your soul, with every touch, every caress of life you give, they take a

of life. I’m giving you the burden I no longer wish to carry, I curse you child, curse you with the gift of life” she tells me before leaning her face closer

scorched my throat, bleeding its power into my heart, and into my soul. It was pure bliss

hardest part, deciding who lives and dies is the worst job to have, and you my child I just blessed you with it” she says, letting my face

looked down at my hands which were glowing subtly, every fibre of

did you do

blessed you with a healing touch, and an ability

I ask excitedly, rushing

but everything comes with a price, a sacrifice, choose wisely child for some don’t deserve saving, and you will find this blessing is

hear her cackling laughter,

first before he suddenly gasps for air while I choke for it. I tried to catch my breath before moving onto the next, I didn’t need to kiss this one, she wasn’t dead, magic flowing freely as I grasped her face, my hands

stronger while I grow weaker. My people are begging me to save their loved one, save their wives or husbands until I can’t no more. I feel my life leaving me more and more with each healing

lungs heaving for air as I suck in a huge lung full, trying to catch my breath. I was gasping, choking on my own inability to breathe, my hair drenched and sticking to my face. Ezra was sleeping peacefully next to me and I looked at the

slows as I realise it was just a dream, just a dream. Climbing off the bed, I walk to the window and open it, the room feeling stuffy. My skin felt sticky