The Wolf Who Saved Me

I got taken into the past, I think. I woke up and saw my mother, father, and a boy.

‘Is that Killian?’ I thought, looking to a small boy, probably just nearly two-year-old.”

They were about to enter a tent. But the area is not within the White Pack’s territory. It doesn’t look familiar to me.

“Where are they? What are they doing there?” I asked myself.

I followed them, and as I was almost near them, I shouted, “Mom! Dad! Killian! Where are you going?”

But they never turned to look at me. It was as if my family could not hear me.

“Was I not loud enough? Are they deaf? Or have I gone mute?”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I felt like I was already screaming from the top of my lungs, and they still could not hear me.

I followed them inside the tent. I saw a witch sitting with a crystal ball in front of her, on top of the table. She looked old and more of a tarot reader than a witch. But for whatever reason and as to how, I just know that she was a witch.

I tried shouting into my mother’s ears, but she could not hear me. Then, the witch suddenly said, “Welcome! I assumed you are here to know the cure for the boy?”

My mom’s eyes widened, and she softly replied, “Ah, yes. How did you know?”

“Fate, my dear, and there is a spirit who got lost and traveled here. She is someone important to you. And I think she deserved to know this part of her.”

“Can she see me?” I asked and pointed to the witch, but she did not blink her eyes. She acted like she could not see me, but I was not convinced.

“And what are you trying to say that I needed to know this part of me? What is this?”

Then, my mother pulled the baby and sat on the chair. My father was so quiet, which was so odd.

‘What is happening here?’ my mind kept asking as I listened to the conversation.

“Does his heart stop when the season changes?” The witched asked.

“Yes, for a few seconds, but it’s scary. We wanted it to stop because if it continues, we don’t know if Killian’ will survive it,” my mom replied.

“I know. No parent would want their child to experience such a thing.”

“So, do you know how to cure it?” My father intervened.

“I don’t have to do anything. The cure is on the way.” The witch replied with a firm voice.

“What do you mean?”

I even looked puzzled and surprised. I know my brother had suffered an illness when he was young and when I was born it got magically cured. I did not realize that it was that severe.

“Killian’s heart stops. I would panic and get scared a lot. How much more are my parents? I think their heart breaks every time it happens,” I said, but still nobody could hear.

“His illness was a curse to both of you. But it will get lifted because there would be another boy who would take the curse and your daughter is his cure.”

“Daughter? My wife is not pregnant.”

I could not bear what I was hearing. I was a curse and a cure. Tears flooded my eyes because I was never told of this. And I don’t know why they keep a secret from me. Now, I am standing here like watching a movie depicting the purpose of my existence.

The witch looked at my mom. And my mom broke down and said, “I am pregnant. I was planning to surprise you.”

My father was speechless. He looked like he didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad.

“How would we save our daughter?” My mother continued.

“You both know why the boy was cursed in the first place, right?”

My parents did not answer, waiting for the witch to explain. The witch sighed and said, “Your parents never told you. It was supposed to be one of their responsibilities. Well, your grandparents were one of the few humans who desired to become a werewolf. They wanted to become a werewolf to get power and for vengeance. A witch did what they asked, but they were advised that there would be a price. Because of human greed and selfishness, they agreed. They were told that a curse would stop the heart seasonally. Shaking and numbness could also be felt. It is incurable, and it worsens as the one who suffers grows older until the heart stops functioning. They were happy because it did not happen to any of them. But actually, they just forgot to ask when it would start. Your son is the first.”

“My son is the first? Why him?” My father angrily asked.

“It was the moon goddess who decides when it would happen. The curse goes to the person who would be able to endure it. Your son obviously could not, but your daughter would.”

“You mean my daughter would suffer from the same thing?”

“Supposedly, but she will not. The moon goddess took pity, so she changed it. She will suffer from it if she becomes a full-blown wolf. And so, her wolf traits have been suppressed. She would grow up more like a human and get bullied often. But the curse would get lifted when she finds her mate, who happens to have the same illness as your boy. But it won’t be easy because your daughter would not be able to recognize him.”

“How do we find her mate?” my mother begged.

“The parents of her mate actually just left. It was a long-time childless couple. The woman at first did not discover that she was pregnant, but she did after years of trying. They came here to know whether the child could get considered as the fearless and the best alpha. Instead, I told them about the curse, but they didn’t believe it. They got cursed because the father had become ungrateful. He only thought of raising the child to become an alpha someday. He did not care whether his child got love and attention. And so, the child will grow up to be the most ruthless and wise alpha. Most wolves would fear him except his mate. Your daughter has to suffer so she could be with him.”

“What suffering? How could we stop it?”

“You can’t. No one can.”

I broke down. I could not listen anymore. I could not believe that my life was meant to be like this. But who is my mate? Where do I find him?