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I look at Shelby and smile warmly. “Even if this doesn’t work, we are going to do everything we can to find a solution,”
I promise.
She nods. “Of course, I have no doubt, but I am alright. Atticus, darling…..”
He looks back at her and shakes his head, refusing to meet her gaze as we join hands again and try once more.
I reach deep inside, willing my powers to come forth, the desire to heal her running through my veins.
We can do this, united. Please dear Goddess, heal her….
But once again, nothing.
“As I thought, it won’t work,”
Sebastian says quietly, as Linette breaks into sobs that she tries to stifle.
The silence that follows is so painful.
Atticus goes over to Linette and myheart breaks for them and Hugh. They all look devastated… and Shelby? Shelby has a brave face that
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I know is nothing more than a fa?ade, wanting to remain them.
“Let’s give them some privacy,”
I suggest, softly motioning for the children to follow me. Zaia gives her father a hug before she takes Kaia from Andrew and follows us out, closing the door behind her.
“I never knew old people get married,”
Xander remarks.
“Anyone can get married, dummy.”
Sia laughs.
“I’m not a dummy.”
Zaia shakes her head, looking devastated as Sebastian pulls her into his arms and she buries her head in his chest.
“I wanted it to work,”
her muffled whisper comes.
“Didn’t we all?”
I sigh heavily. “So, it really is true. Our powers are fading?”
“The Goddess is selfish. She got what she wanted… so why would she continue to bestow us with more?”
Zade adds coldly. “It’s fucked.”
“Oo, you said a bad word!”
Xander gasps.
“Come on, let’s go down. Sia will make you a milkshake,”
Zion suggests, urging his younger brother to follow him.
“I’m sorry, I tried my best,”
Sia says, looking around at us, her eyes filled with tears.
“You did well, now don’t you worry about this stuff,”
Sebastian says, letting go of Zaia and hugging her.
“Is she going to die?”
she whispers.
I can’t listen to any more of this and turn away, knowing I have to try to find a cure!
“We’ll keep looking for a solution,”
Zaia whispers to her, an answer that does not deny or confirm her question.
It’s time we returned home.
VALERIE.
It’s been nearly two weeks since we’ve returned. Since then, things have been extremely hectic. The tension has been rising, with Zade working on trying to break the code on the system that controlled the microchips.
Another thing that brought great concern… considering the Arkan had access to it despite the security on it. Were they just good hackers? Or did someone grant them access?
Either way, it’s a race against time, with several more deaths happening over the last few weeks. And while Zade and the others work on their fight, I am in a race to slow down the progression of the disease, as rumours now spread in the media that it was caused by a mutation in the werewolf gene. Another lie.
I feel as if I’m trying to grasp onto time that hopelessly feels like water leaking through a bucket full of holes.
Every day passes in a blur. In the morning, Zade wakes me up at the crack of dawn and then we start training, or as I call it; The Hunt.
It is terrifying and, in some twisted way, thrilling. He works me to my limits and then tells me to get up and pushes me beyond what I think my body is capable of. Yet somehow I break through all the barriers as my body screams for reprieve.
With each passing day, despite the pain that remains, I can feel I’m getting better at sensing him, faster… stronger. I can feel my powers pulsing through my veins, a heightened sense of smell, sight, and hearing.
Zade’s teachings are different, yet I’m beginning to enjoy them despite the brutality of the sessions.
Plus, somehow the depraved sexual thrill I feel when he catches me too soon and punishes me only satisfies me further. Always leaving me wanting so much more despite how exhausted my body feels. Who knew pain and pleasure went so incredibly well together?
“Valerie?”
I look up, coming out of my reverie when Cassian calls me.
“Sorry, I got distracted,”
I remark.
“No need… are you alright?”
he asks, observing me.
“Yeah,”
I answer, returning to testing Shelby’s blood. So far I have not gotten any answers, yes I found out she is free from the disease, but she is dying… and it is by a natural cause. Making me realise that we really have no cure for her, for death cannot be stopped.
Something I know they’ve all accepted, but even then, I’m going to keep trying, keep looking for an answer until her last breath.
Over this last weekend just gone, she and Hugh had gotten married, and although I had attended on a day trip, Zade hadn’t, saying he had things to do. I didn’t want to push him, he will take things at his own pace. Although I wish he had been there, I respected his decision.
I did feel like part of it was because of Atticus, something I didn’t ask him but I also didn’t manage to ask Atticus, with the wedding. But right now I feel asking Atticus might be the better choice since Zade’s anger when I mention him is obvious.
“Here, the bloods you sent matched. Want to share what you were checking?”
he asks, holding out a file to me.
Ada’s bloods matched?
My heart skips a beat as I take the file. This means… After Shelby’s bloods came clear of any trace of the disease, I still wanted to check Ada’s and compare them to a patient inflicted with ARK.
“It was the blood from a werewolfnetwho is in a coma and who is clearly inflicted with ARK, although they don’t have the same symptoms humans do. I just wanted to know if she could possibly have the disease and it seems they can…”
I say as Iskim through the papers, wonder if this is why she isn’t waking up…
“Hmm… I don’t know if that could even be possible, considering the healing speed of a werewolf. There is no way the disease can remain in their body long enough for them to be inflicted. I’m sure the results are wrong.”
He reaches for the file, but I hold them out of his reach.
And how exactly is he so confident about how a werewolf heals?
“No, they are correct… and maybe the fast healing is a reason we don’t have any recorded cases because anyone with the disease recovers This is a national pandemic it seems and if it’s affecting both races… then it’s even worse. Things need to be contained before it becomes a global threat,”
I say as I recheck thefile.
“But it’s not proving a threat to werewolves, so there’s no need to mention that to the authorities, it might just cause more fear,”
he says, frowning slightly.
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