The Forsaken Alpha

******Moira POV***** "Are you sure? " Cynthia asked, looking down at her shoes and only glancing at me from time to time. She always did this when she was unsure of something or stressed. Despite being one of the fiercest warriors in my pack, I sometimes continued to see her as a little girl. "Yes Cyn, I am sure. It's nothing I can do about it" I sighed, smiling slightly and ruffled her blonde hair roughly trying to calm her a little. I always knew that her playfull personality loved when I was reassuring her like that/ But damn it. To be honest, her fear was slowly beginning to take hold of me and to flow under the surface of my skin like a poison slowly being pumped in. " But... But he is the Mad one and... " However, she was very quickly silenced by me or rather my semi-angry look/ Sometimes she just needs to be reminded that we were not allowed to talk about it so openly. Not without being sure that we are alone in the corridor. "Cynthia, I would like to remind you that our role is to serve our king not only as his warriors but also as part of the Order of the Crescent." I reminded her of our duty since I knew that it always worked on her. "And what is the Order responsible for?" "To bring peace to the hearts and the fire of life to the souls of our people" she sighed heavily, quietly acknowledging my point and recurring our motto. The defeated look adorned her round, kid-like face. I smiled when hearing these words and patted her comfortingly on the shoulder. However, I could see that she was still gripped by something, so I encouraged her to speak with a slight nod. Maybe it would be better for her to let it all out. Perhaps allowing her to criticize so freely on the subject was not very educative on my part, but I made sure first by listening that no one was around. I was a firm believer that, despite the strong hierarchy that prevailed among werewolves, it was perfectly normal to express one's opinion among close friends. " It's just that...I don't understand how he could. You're his sister and that madman is a monster. I heard what he was doing, how he was screaming, how he was throwing things and hurting himself. The king could have had our strongest warriors deal with him, not you!" she frowns visibly, hissing a little and looking at me with her big, brown eyes. In other cases, I probably just laughed it off since I knew that she could take any opportunity to criticize my Brother. I swear to the Goddess if these two will not turn out to be mates at her 18th birthday with their daily bickering, then I no longer believe in a big astral plan. A heavy sigh left my lips, disturbed by a slight tremor. I supposedly knew what I was signing up for, but I also knew that her words were true. No one who appeared in the west tower could miss the noises. No one could ignore the whispers of the guards as they went off guarding his chambers, all battered and bruised. To tell the truth, I didn't know why my brother had kept him here at all. Why couldn't he put an end to his suffering and let him find peace in the embrace of the moon goddess? Perhaps it's just his blind loyalty to him as he was formerly his Beta? Perhaps it was just a fact that Sebastian simply didn't know when to stop all of it. I swear to the Goddess, that he was the most caring man I ever met. Although my brother is now an Alpha, he did not become one as the rightful heir to that title.... Well, and according to his words, he did not become one permanently, only until the rightful ruler regained his sanity and health. Which-according to the image of the situation, was probably never going to happen. The words of Cynthia, however, made me more and more uncertain and gave rise to questions that I had to ask him soon after I finished speaking to her. "Cyn, that is why Sebastian gave this task to me. I AM the strongest warrior of this pack, and you know it. Besides, I have the greatest bond with the Moon Lady. Seb believes that this is what will be the flame for him to find himself in the darkness " I involuntarily smiled, slowly understanding the importance of these words. It has been a long time since I stopped rebelling and running away from my responsibility. It was true that, as the daughter of the moon priest, I had a lot of power within me that gave solace to sick and suffering wolves. This was nothing more than another mission, a damn important mission. Probably most important mission in my whole life, but you know-no pressure. Cynthia only sent me a slight smile in response, while mumbling a quiet "Sorry". I looked out of the nearest window and when I grasped that I had spent too much time doing nothing the silent but heavy curse left my lips, causing an uncontrollable giggle to escape from my friend. I winked at her with playful eyes and, without a word, directed my steps toward Alpha's office. I had to ask him a few more questions because I was now planning to send myself voluntarily on his suicide mission. With a hasty step, I approached the huge oak door leading to my brother's study. When I heard only an indistinct "Moira, you know you don't have to knock", I giggled like a self-satisfied little girl and stepped inside. My eyes had to get used to the slight pol-darkness of the room, so I looked around slowly before started talking to him. I always liked this place, it had such an intimate and comfortable atmosphere. Dark wooden furniture, a window seat with lots of cushions, and a mass of books. This place perfectly reflected Sebastian's character. Well, and maybe a little bit of mine, because after all, my older brother thought of me very often. I shifted my gaze to the silhouette hunched slightly over the desk. Seb was exhausted, something he couldn't, and probably didn't even try to hide from me. My big, menacing older brother seemed so vulnerable to me now. Thinking very little, I went up to him and hugged him without saying a word. At first, I felt his muscles tense, but then he melted into my embrace with a quiet sigh of relief. I guess nothing could comfort and regenerate a wolf, like closeness to his family. Okay maybe, but the touch and proximity of his mate, but neither of us, despite being in our 20s, had managed to find our other destined halves. Of course, I was in a very important relationship, but he needed to break my heart when he found his mate not long ago. "You're overworking yourself, big teddy bear" I muttered, wrinkling my brow and kissing him lightly on the forehead. He smiled in response and waved his hand at me pretending to try and chase me away. - You know I don't have a choice... Besides, I don't suppose you've come just to reprimand me for trying to be a good Alpha? I nodded at his words and sat down in the chair on the other side of his desk. I wandered my eyes over his face for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts so that they could form any meaningful sentences. " Simply.... I wonder why you chose me for this task. We have so many strong and wise warriors in the pack. One who will be able to tame this beast " I bit my lip nervously. This allowed me to gather my thoughts and calm down a bit. " Do you think I don't know that? I tried but... He's my friend, my Alpha. Hurting him goes against my genes. So many hard months... Years of trying to reach out to him, but something is tragically wrong with him. His wolf is raging, he himself is raging, they are behaving as if possessed and I can't recognize my friend in him most of the time, but when I can he is just the same good guy and a good king above that". Sebastian's voice faltered slightly as he finished this sentence. "Anyway, some time ago I found a Coven of witches who, in return for our help in defending their property, agreed to help. Their guiding mother revealed to me that the thing that's hanging over him is a very powerful curse. A curse that simultaneously locks his wolf and himself in the cage of his mind and separates them from each other at the same time. They can talk to each other, they can use their powers, but they cannot be one as before. I don't think I need to explain to you what a monstrous fate has befallen him. It's as if they suddenly ordered him to live without half his body, or even worse". At the sound of his words, a cold shiver ran through me and my breathing quickened. I couldn't imagine what our king was feeling. At the mere thought that something could have cut me off from Selia I panicked. My wolf quickly sensed the change in my state and reassured me with a quiet murmur attesting to her continued presence. " That's terrible Seb... I'm sorry... " I whispered in a trembling voice" The witches will find a way, won't they? They have to..." otherwise it will finish both him " and you, my big bear. I added in my mind. I felt that the answer would be bad, however, when I noticed that the frown on my brother's forehead only deepened at this question. " They will try, but according to them, the chances are poor. That is why they suggested your presence. You are a favorite of the moon maiden. You can act well on him. Besides, I know you and there is no more affectionate and caring she-wolf in this world. I want you to be his protector, his support. I want us together to help him find the way to his wolf and the way to himself. Of course, the witches mentioned that finding his mate would also help him get a balance, but probably the mate bond would not work in this case because he and his wolf are separate. Also, he was not able to find his mate yet... so you probably know that our cooperation is our last resort solution" Seb sighed heavily, sharing all these things with me. I knew that the fact that he reached out to the witches for help was indicative of the rank of the problem. Not wanting to tire him any longer, I nodded and got up from my chair. " Well, Alpha, let's fix this bad boy, and then let's give a beating to those who hurt him" I smiled forcefully, trying to show him how carefree I was about that.I didn't know why, since he surely realized that I was downright terrified. Seb raised his gaze at me and said nothing more, just smiled faintly and returned his gaze to the stack of documents piling up in front of him. Deeming the conversation over, I left the room and directed my steps toward the tower. It was time to face the monster, because even though I sympathized with him most strongly in the world, I had to be aware that every day I would be dealing with a ticking time bomb. Already halfway, there could be heard half shouts - half howls full of fear and pain. A scream full of such terrible and evil emotions that it tore my heart apart with every step I took. The sound of breaking and shattering objects could be heard, or at least I hoped so. I did not want to see my people injured. Not wanting to procrastinate, full of fear and excitement, I backed up the stone stairs, passing a dozen or so guards who were tired from hard duty along the way. None of them said anything, but each one looked at me with a hint of post-coitus and respect. When I stood in front of the huge, massive door, one of them put his hand on my shoulder and with a quiet sigh full of regret said, "Get ready, the fate is cruel, princess." I nodded to him and gestured to him to open the steel bolts. I decided not to think about what to do next, for fear that I would escape. As soon as the door opened, I was almost forcing my legs to make a step inside, but I did it anyway. I took a cursory look around the room I entered, and I gasped at the sight before my eyes. The room looked as if a hurricane had passed through it. Broken dishes, torn fabrics and furniture torn into tiny pieces lay everywhere. Only now did I notice that his screams had quieted down a few minutes before I arrived. And only then did my instincts kick in - what if he sensed my presence and was already ready to attack?