Chapter 23
Chapter 23 Twenty Three
She''s point of view
I was walking the familiar, yet unusual, path to Vrie''s very own spell room. I stopped in front of the
odd-looking door without any doorknob or means to pull it open. I held my hand up in the air to knock at
it when it pulled open with force. And standing a few inches away from me was Vrie. Her dark purple
eyes fell on me, her lips twitching into a small smile as if she was expecting me.
"Come in, I was told you are in need of my help," she said, a little warmer than I had expected since
ourst meeting when she kept staring at me strangely.
I followed Valerie in, ncing at therge room. She was alone, as usual. "Yes, I am in need of your
help, and right now, you are the only one that can help me."
She halted beside therge circr table, making me stop in my tracks as well.
Today, she wasn''t wearing her usual ck cloak; instead, she had a purple dress thatplimented
her eyes just fine.
"Alright, what is it?" She asked, watching me closely. I pulled up the blue cloth and dropped it on the
wooden table to show her the dagger covered in dried crimson blood.
"What do we have here?" Her eyes inspected the object, and with a flip of her hand, the dagger was
levitating in the air.
"It belonged to the real culprit who tried to kill Killian and that woman," I deduced from the way she
looked at me. Her gaze didn''t have the usual doubt that always shes through everyone''s eyes
whenever I tell them what they seem to regard as the false truth.
Her eyes urged me to continue. "I managed to stab him, though it wasn''t a deep injury, but this blood
belongs to him. I do not know if there''s somehow a way we can get the real culprit with this. I queried,
not caring to hide the desperation in my voice.
I blinked hopefully at her, holding my breath while awaiting a positive answer from her. This was myst
resort, and it had better work. For my sake and my future.
For a long dreadful second, Vrie was silent, regarding me carefully, then her brilliant purple gaze fell
on the dagger in the air.
She cocked her head sideways, then a sharp smile appeared on her lips. "There''s always a way with
magic,"
Her words sent a new life into my veins. I gushed out into the air. I didn''t even realize I was imprisoned
in my lungs.
"So that''s a yes?" I asked her again, just to be sure.
She nodded. "It''s going to work, and we are going to find the real culprit."
My heart swelled in euphoria at her words. "Thank you so much," I told her, and she only sent out a
small smile, roving to the end of the table where a cluster of objects stood. Her delicate slender fingers
ran through each of them, clutching a small liquid bottle, an empty wooden bowl, and a small wooden
bowl that contained dried-up nts.
I watched her closely. Something about everything she was doing was fascinating. She brought the
things to the circle table, and with another flip of her finger, the dagger in the air moved to her side,
dangling on an invisible rope in the air. Valerie pulled open the bottle and began pouring the liquid
content onto the dried blood on the dagger, her lips moving coherently in a whisper. She kept this on for
a while, pouring a drop of the liquid on the dagger while releasing subtle chants.
After a while, she stopped, dropping the bottle while the dagger was still in the air, and beneath it was
the empty wooden bowl.
She shifted her gaze to me. "You don''t look good." Her voice sounded soft. I pulled my hands up,
hugging my arms.
It didn''t really surprise me that she noticed. I feel like I''m aplete wreck of a mess. Aside from the
fact that I was on the verge of being executed for a crime I didn''tmit, I also had a lot going through
my mind. And the constant headaches were not helping my messed-up state. It was driving me insane.
"I guess all of this is just really getting to me," I said, not theplete truth, but it wasn''t exactly a lie
either.
Her purple eyes watched me, not in the creepiest way though; I could actually see the concern
embedded in her eyes.
"Is that really all?" She asked, somewhat expecting me to say more.
I nodded, keeping my lips sealed.
She looked like she was about to say something, but the sizzling from the dagger drew our attention to
it. There was a red glow on the dagger hilt, spreading down to the de, and the dried-up blood that
smeared the dagger began to turn back to fluid, dropping slothfully on the wooden bowl under it.
She smiled. "And now, we can find the idiot who tried to kill the Alpha and that woman."
At her words, I couldn''t help but smile.
*
Killian''s point of view
My eyes were shut deeply as I felt the warmth of magic seeping through my bones, relieving me of the
pain that stalked my veins, and the cavity that seemed to be embedded in my chest felt less empty and
less torturous. Even if it was only for a second, I felt the serenity that bathed my soul and body.
I groaned, regaining my strength, my mind clearer and Ryker also at ease. His writhing and growling
were gone.
I opened my eyes as soon as Valerie''s chants ended and her hands left the surface of my chest.
I sighed, leaning back against the wooden headboard in my chamber. "Thank you, Valerie," I said as I
rose from my bed, pulling my shirt over my body.
"You should rest, even for a little while," she said, but I couldn''t afford that. There were so many things I
had to do. I simply didn''t reply, which sent an answer to her.
"It''s getting worse, Alpha Killian." Valerie was up on her feet, pulling the hood of her cloak over her
head.
She was right. I didn''t utter a word. The pain in my chest was getting worse, and it frightened me. The
darkness in my chest was getting much stronger, and it was getting much harder to control.
"How is the spelling up?" I asked her
Frankly, not well. I''m still having a hard time recreating thest piece of the spell needed for the curse."
I twirled to face her, donning my rider''s vest. "The Crescent Moon is just a few months away," I
reminded her. We barely had enough time to find a way out of the curse. And the full crescent moon
was the only chance we got to save ourselves.
Valerie threw me a subtle nce. Regarding me thoughtfully, she exhaled, "Be rest assured, the
witches and I will use everything in our power to figure it out before then."
Her words were reassuring, and I appreciated them. She turned to go to the door, but I stopped her in
my haste.
"Val," she swirled to me, her shining ck hair bouncing on both sides of her face. "Thank you," I said.
She let out a small smile.
"And what about the other request?" I queried. Valerie''s deepvender eyes gouged mine, before
moving a step closer.
"We might have a way to save Luna," she replied. I had requested her to assist in whatever way she
could. The court ising to a decision regarding She''s case tomorrow, and it isn''t looking pretty.
They want her to be executed, but I''ll be damned if that happens.
"Might?" I needed her assurance to work with.
Valerie sighed. "We have a way to save her, and we will definitely expose the traitor in our midst." She
paused, her words making Ryker ted. "On that thought, I will need your help."
I leaned forward as I fastened my boots. "Whatever you want, Vrie, just ask."
She turned to the door. Her fingers rose in the air. In one brief movement, the door closed, and
Valerie''s deep gaze fell on me.
"I need you to help me with something at tomorrow''s court meeting,"
I pulled my brow in an arch as I was done with my boots. "I''m listening,"
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As I listened to every word that escaped Valerie''s lips, it seemed to me that she had everything nned
out. I had no idea how things would y out, but I trusted her greatly. And if there''s anyone that could
find the bloody traitor in our midst and be capable of helping She, then it would be Valerie.
After she was done, I thrashed my boot on the floor, rising from the edge of my bed. "Fine. If that can
really save She, then you have nothing to worry about."