The Werewolf Priestess

The Plagued Wolf

2. The Plagued Wolf

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As expected the Alpha was quick to act, transforming to his wolf form immediately and lunging at the plagued wolf that was already few feet from crashing into Luna Louisiana.

I wanted to conjure my magic but there was no need to.

The Alpha was incredibly fast, his aura was stronger than any Alpha that I have met, he was quick to tackle her down and ripped out the flesh in her neck.

The plagued wolf screamed out in pain from the huge hole in her neck, her body jerked like she was going into shock and she shift back immediately trying to heal, but it was too late, this wolf was plagued but it has not had the time to full immense into it, that wound would be enough to kill her.

Blood was gushing out of her neck where a large chunk of skin had been removed and she was still jerking, she was choking on her blood and she was dying but the Alpha and his pack warriors were still at alert, circling her and preparing themselves just in case she decides to stand up again but it was of no need this plagued wolf was already dying , she was breathing her last but she manages to say "I was poisoned, I am sorry" and that was the plagued wolf was dead and her soul departed.

It has been hundred of years since I last witnessed a plagued wolf, it was a forbidden magic and even though this plagued wolf was dead are body could still be manipulated, she would have to be set on fire or her head would be removed from her body to prevent that from happening, but they need to know the gravity of this incident.

"Alpha, you need to be careful, I have seen this before" I warned, when a regular wolf is plagued, they become as strong as an Alpha and if an alpha becomes plagued it is ten times worst, a plagued Alpha can wipe out a whole pack and he is the only one that can plague another without the witch elixir.

He was comforting his mate but was still riling in the shock that her life had just been threatened , he turns his attention to me "What is this?" He asks

"A magic of the old, in the past there was a priestess that abandoned the true ways and she sought power, she sought to control the wolves for her bidding and then she created a elixir, a dangerous one, the result of the elixir is what you witnessed today, it makes werewolves lose control and they become plagued, they run feral and mad" I explained, it was much worse than that but this was the basic, the best way to stop a plagued wolf is to kill the witch behind it, but a werewolf would not be able to kill a witch just like that, especially one strong enough to make a plagued wolf.

"My father—" Luna Louisiana says, I knew what she wanted to ask so I cut her off before she could complete her words.

"He was plagued" I revealed and her eyes widens in shock as my words sets into her mind"I saw your life doing the ritual, I saw your pain and the shame you endured. Your mother's death did not make your father kill Freya, he was manipulated to kill her"

"But why?" She asks as tears threatened to spill from her eyes, I feel her soul crushed from the revelation of the truth, the Alpha was curious as well, he had his jaw clenched, his first mate had suffered a terrible fate because of his present mate father and he had been manipulated all the while, Beta Darius and Luna Freya shared a painful fate.

"That I do not know" I answered, the moon goddess has not shown me who was behind all this but I am certain that it was a witch like myself or even stronger "The truth will reveal itself with time but be vigilant and ready" I added and I bowed before I left, Fia trailed after me immediately.

I walked towards the direction of where the plagued wolf had been taken to, the wolf was still dangerous. I finally stopped in the pack clinic and walked through the doors.

I followed the stench of the dead wolf and I found her lying lifeless on a table.

"Priestess!" The woman in a doctor coat exclaimed startled by my appearance, she bows when she regains herself and I acknowledge her with a nod. "My name is Hannah, I am the pack doctor, how can I help you?" She added

"I just need to check the body then I will be gone" I responded, she nodded in acknowledgment.

I walk over to the body and placed my hand on her forehead, hoping to decipher the truth of the force behind the plague wolf.

I close my eyes to concentrate and let my magic fill my body, I need to see who was behind this plagued wolf.

I let my magic soar around me and take over my body was when it has completely filled me, my spirit is pulled into a dark eerie forest, immediately a shiver runs down my spine as coldness filled my body, I know that this is a vision but this was at the same time it was real, if anything happens here there would be damage in the real world.

The air is heavy with an eerie stillness, and a thick blanket of darkness envelops the surroundings. The canopy of towering trees stretches endlessly above, their branches entwined like gnarled fingers, blocking out the feeble rays of sunlight that struggle to penetrate through.

The forest floor is a labyrinth of decaying leaves and tangled undergrowth, each step accompanied by a soft crunch and rustle.

Shadows dance and flicker, playing tricks on my mind, as if the very essence of the forest is alive and watching my every move.

The silence is broken only by distant whispers carried on the wind, leaving me with a sense that I am not alone.

If the plagued woman body was pulling me into her but into this darkness, then the person behind her must not want me to know who he or she was.

Shafts of moonlight occasionally pierce through gaps in the dense foliage, casting eerie beams that illuminate patches of moss-covered rocks and gnarled tree trunks. The moss, a sickly shade of green, clings to the trees like a suffocating embrace, as if nature itself is reclaiming this forgotten realm.

I sense the atmosphere heavy with an ancient magic that seems to seep from the very roots of the forest but I could not understand it.

This magic was powerful, I did not think a single witch would be able to conjure this type of magic, a magic that created a dark oblivion.

"Who are you?" I screamed, my words bounces back like an echo, this forest made me sick and light headed, maybe I shouldn't have tried to dig deep so fast but it was necessary, Plagued wolves were not used unless the person meant to cause a great disaster, if someone had already sent one to attack Luna Anna then they would do it again, but there was a feeling inside me that things was deeper than it seems.

I feel a dark shadow fly past me and I almost stumbled to the ground for the heaviness of the magic on me.

"Show yourself!" I screamed releasing my magic into the forest.

Suddenly, from the depths of the mist, emerged a ghostly figure. Its form was pale and translucent, wisps of ethereal energy swirling within its insubstantial frame. It moved with a haunting grace, gliding effortlessly across the ground, never quite touching the earth.

As the apparition drew nearer, I could discern its features in the dim light. Its eyes, sunken and hollow, burned with a malevolent intensity, as if reflecting the tormented soul trapped within. Jagged, spectral tendrils extended from its form, resembling tattered remnants of a long-forgotten shroud.

Without warning, the ghostly creature let out a blood-curdling scream. The sound pierced the stillness of the night, jolting me to my core. The sheer force of its cry was overwhelming, causing my head to spin and my legs to buckle beneath me. I crumpled to the ground immediately, disoriented and filled with dread and drained of my magic.

This was far greater than I expected, this was definitely not done by a single witch but it was too late to lament, I had to get out from here.

The creature's scream echoed through the air, resonating with a haunting resonance. Its voice carried the weight of sorrow, pain, and anguish, as if it were the collective wails of countless lost souls. The very sound seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, shaking the very foundation of my being, I have never felt so weak since the longest time I can remember.

As I lay on the ground, paralyzed by fear and confusion, the ghostly creature hovered above me. Its eyes bore into mine, penetrating my soul with an unrelenting gaze. I could sense its malevolence, the darkness that consumed it, and the hunger for release or vengeance that drove it.

In that moment for the first time, I felt an overwhelming sense of despair, as if all hope had been drained from the world.

More ghostly figures appeared from the darkness holding me captive, I struggled against their hold as I felt more magic drain out of me.

"Let me go!, let me go!" I screamed violently and I continued to drag my body against their hold.

I have to get out of here before this darkness consumes me completely, I summoned my strength and let out a howling scream, I feel the forces from my voice, the vibrations of my sound should have sent them away and pulled me out but it does not work.

The dark creatures continue to feast on my magic and when I feel myself slipping into darkness, I felt a touch on my arm and a voice

"Come back!" A male voice resonates in the darkness of the forest and just like that I was pulled out.

I gasps for air, struggling to breathe like as if I had been submerged into water for long , my vision was a little blurry but I know that I was back at the clinic.

My legs were shaky and were about to give up when a rough hand held me helping me gain stamina.

My vision was already clearing up and my strength was already coming back to me, I stare at the plagued woman's dead body and another shiver ran down my spine.

It was so pitiful, but this woman was only used as a pawn to dark forces, I fear that the magic is stronger than mine.

"Mistress!" Fia voice cut me off guard, I snapped my head in her direction and I realized that she had been crying.

"I am fine Fia" I say, trying to comfort her, she has never seen me in this state, weak and almost drained.

"Your nose —you are bleeding mistress!" She cried.

"I should check on you" The pack doctor said with a concerned look on her face.

I immediately brought my hand to my nose, I had not realized that I was bleeding, I stare at the blood that was now on my fingers.

I feel lightheaded again and my feet were giving way under me and this time I thought I would touch the ground but I didn't again, the hand that I caught me did once more.

"Mistress!" Fia yelled, clasping her mouth with her hands, she looked completely frightened, she and the pack doctor rushed over to my side.

Who then was holding me steady?, I lift up my head and turned slightly to get a good look and there he was staring at me with a concerned look on his face, his blue orbs pierced into me and then I feel it, the tingles, the bond I sense between mates, only this time, this bond was for me, It couldn't be possible, my eyes widened in shock, what is the meaning of all this?, I was completely and utterly stunned.

And as if confirming my suspicions, I heard the one word that completely shook my world come out of his lips "Mate!"