The Witch, the hunter and the Alpha

Chapter 2 - Wanting...

Chapter 2

The day of my freedom finally came. I was very nervous as I wanted everything to go as planned, but I was also having a strange feeling. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was off. I called my nanny to help me get dressed, but it was only a motive because I was dressing since I was a little girl. Mom would have this idea that a girl to become a woman, must be independent. She came into my room with the magic drink she knew would calm even the smallest nerve inside of me, the cocoa milk, and started helping me with my hair saying ” My sweet little girl, you need to be brave from today as no one will be on your side anymore, and when it will be the hardest for you, please remember you are your mother`s and father`s daughter, their Princess. She started picking up my dress from the closet while she was talking. "Our Princess, and one day you will come back and regain your throne!” I remained in silence at her words, but every single one penetrated my heart. I felt my tears gone down my cheeks, as the huge step, I will do leaned on my shoulders very heavily. I asked her ” Please promise me that you will be safe till I will return” and she answered ” Do not worry for me my sweet girl, this woman lived her life, and rising you after the departure of your parents, was my gift. If I day tomorrow, I will die at peace.” I toked her hand in mine and said ” Please don’t die!” and kissed the hand that was caressing my head so many times in the night when I was having nightmares about my parent's death. She was the grandmother I never had and the maternal feeling she was having for me was because she did not have any children of her own. And said ” Please, let's not get nostalgic now! You have your path to follow, and I will help you to do it!”, ” Yes nanny,” I said. She continued ” As we talked, starting with midnight, you need to enter in alert and see any signs of movements. By that time everybody will be at sleep with the magic powder you gave to me. ” You will manage to put it in the barrels with wine and beer right?” , ” Right, child.” ” And what happens if there is somebody that doesn’t drink alcohol at all nanny?” I asked. She started laughing. ” That would be impossible my dear. Should be a brave man that one that refuses to drink in a guest house at a party organized for him. A brave or a foul. And your uncle will never refuse drinks, you know that.” she concluded. I remained silent for a few moments and after I had to ask..” I know my uncle gives this huge celebration for the neighbor King Richard, for the engagement of his son Alpha Eric, but when I think about it, I get a very bad feeling. I had this feeling for weeks, but it seems that today got at the highest level, as something very bad will happen. I know King Richard and my uncle get along very well, they went even for a few times hunting together, that is why I cannot imagine why I have this bad feeling about tonight celebration. She looked at me intensely and said ” Something will happen, my girl, that is why you need to get away from here before. The need for more power took your uncle's ration away. For him, friends or family doesn’t matter. That is why you don’t belong here. You need to run as far as possible!” I asked her with a trembling low tone voice ” What will it happen? What this monster will do again?” She caressed my face saying ” You don’t have to know, you will be out of here long before it will happen”. After saying all that she asked me if I need anything else,  I noodled slowly from my head, and she left closing the door silently. I crunched myself on the floor, not feeling the cold of the floor only thinking that some poor people will mostly be dead because my greedy, heartless uncle wouldn’t stop less than that. My new dress was red as blood and would make me have the picture of murders in my head. I was in shock. I knew I had to leave, but also couldn’t live with myself not helping them not to be killed. I had to help them. But how?

Eric’s P.O.V

I was walking behind my father's horse and thinking. Thinking that I was obliged to go to a gathering with our neighbor that I hated him, he was just giving me a bad feeling, along with the rumors that he enjoyed inflicting pain on the weakest ones, just because I need to step on my father’s footsteps, to be the next mighty Alpha! 

I was watching my father back. I could not believe one day he would be gone, for me to replace him. He was such a good man, even tho a bit harsh with me, his son but as always he liked to say “You wear my blood, that is your weight my son”, meaning that I could get the special treatment because I was about to follow his footsteps and be the first responsible for our kingdom and people. This thought alone was enough to make him convince me with whatever he thought was suitable for my preparation, that and the fact I wanted him to be proud of me, damn proud!

When my mother, his queen died, something changed in him, his all attention was pointed to me, in part I believe because he wanted to forget the pain, and the rest because he was thinking that he owed that to my mother, be sure I will stand at the height I was meant to be. He was training me in secret to be able to break the curse that rested on all the packs from the land, not being able to transform. As I knew we were cursed because one of my ancestors, decades back, had made fun of a witch with the most loyal things of all...Love! She felt for him and betrayed her. He was already having his mate, but unconsciously he mistreated her. He took advantage of her love and left her. In her grief he cursed him that none of his sons would be able to transform into those mighty wolves they were meant to be, that is the reason we do not feel whole. Even if we mate, have families do all our pleasure, this one thing is missing so badly from us, transform. Run wild in the woods and become one with the pack. The legend says that one mighty wolf would have to make a witch his soulmate and then the curse will be broken. But not any witch, but the one that, bears the blood of the one that cursed us. Unfortunately, as punishment, thousands of years,  witches were persecuted and obliged to reverse the spell, because it was unthinkable that a wolf would fall for a witch, and they chose to terminate their seeds. My father on the other hand was looking for the one descending from the first one and was sending me on secret missions, on all corners of the world, saying that he doesn’t want to die without having transformed at least once. Even though I have found nothing, I wanted to keep searching until the very end, I was having a feeling that I was so near a discovery that I couldn’t think I could stop. The rumors were saying that our dear devil of a neighbor was having a witch of himself, and that was a strong reason why I accepted to come here this night...