Wanted By The Cursed Alpha king

Our Destiny’s Were Meant To Collide

Wilder's POV:

"How do you know my name?" I asked, shocked that she knew my identity.

"My flames told me," she answered, her eyes staring into mine. Then I had a realisation. "You can't see me?"

"She's blind. And... you're the man she's been talking about. You're real," the screaming woman said, standing just outside the cage. "I thought she was going mad."

"What? You didn't tell me she was blind," I uttered, staring at Hershel and ignoring the woman.

"I had no idea, sire," he responded, bowing slightly.

"Someone is coming. We should leave," Blue muttered. I carried her up in my arms immediately, and together we walked out of the cage.

We were about to leave the dungeon when the screaming woman said, "I'm coming too."

"No, Sarah. You can't. Go live your life. Be happy," Blue countered as I turned to face Sarah.

"No, Princess. I'm coming with you. How can I live my life without knowing how you're faring or if you're being treated well? Besides, I don't trust him," she said with distrust, her eyes staring at me uncertainly.

I mean—I wouldn't even trust myself, so why should she?

"No, Sarah. I can't let you do that. Because of me, you abandoned your friends and family at the pack. You haven't had a moment of joy in your life. I can't let you... do more damage to yourself."

"But, Princess..." Sarah protested, walking to where we stood. "Serving you is my greatest joy—my only joy. There's no damage, Princess. None."

"Sarah, no. I really—"

"Just let her tag along," I sighed, already tired of their back-and-forth squabble.

"Pleassssssse," Sarah begged, clasping her hands in front of her face, even though Blue couldn't see her.

Blue sighed. "Fine. You can tag along."

"YESSS!!!" Sarah squealed in joy, and together we all left the dungeon, with Hershel leading the way once more.

When we arrived at the temple, dead bodies were scattered everywhere, and my Night Walkers were nowhere to be seen. They were probably waiting for us outside the temple.

"Stop! I can't let you take her," a voice yelled from behind us, halting our exit. I ignored the man's words and moved to step out of the temple doors, but suddenly, the doors slammed shut with a loud bang.

"Agnar," Blue and Sarah uttered simultaneously.

"If you take her, it will cost you your life," Agnar said again.

"Then I guess I won't be dying, because I'm taking her to save my life," I replied, arrogance dripping from every word. I turned to face the 'Agnar guy.'

Agnar was an old man with grey hair, and if I didn't know better, I would have thought he was nothing but a weak old man.

"That's what you think now, but soon—I'm afraid you'll think differently," he said, staring at me intently. Then he added, "But regardless of what choice you make, I cannot let you leave with her." He stamped his staff on the ground, standing tall.

"You think you're capable of stopping me?" I huffed, dropping Blue. Sarah quickly came to her aid.

Agnar whispered some words, raised his staff high, and pointed it at me. A bright light flashed from it and struck me hard in the chest. "Argh!" I screamed in pain, ripping off the piece of clothing over my chest.

"He has a void in his chest!" Sarah shrieked in fright.

"Those wolves—they want to come out, and I will grant their wish today," Agnar declared. The intensity of the bright light drilling into the black hole in my chest increased.

I fell to my knees, the pain intensifying tenfold. The claws of the wolves dug into my chest from the inside. Their claws scraped against my ribs, each movement a reminder of the hell waiting to claim me.

Hershel couldn't help me; his magic didn't work in this temple. What should— "Arghhhhhhh!"

"Stop resisting, and LET THEM OUT!" Agnar roared.

"Let him go, Agnar," Blue said from behind me. She stood beside me, her eyes staring at Agnar intently, even though she couldn't see him. Or could she?

"Why? Will you kill me if I don't? Are you going to prove that your parents were right about you becoming a monster?"

She cackled. "No, actually," she shrugged. "I'll prove them wrong." She crouched down, placing her right hand on the ground... and then blue flames emanated from the floor, surging forward like a living thing, hungry and relentless. It formed a straight line to Agnar's feet. "I'll prove that I've always been a monster."

"No! You mustn’t do this, Blue. If your paths cross, the world will burn. Your destinies should not collide,” Agnar cried out as the flames engulfed him.

But... they didn't burn him from the outside. Instead, they burned him from within. I could see the blue flames in his eyes, but not on the outside. I can't... I can't explain it.

"Both... both of you... are... are a danger... to..." His body crumbled like parchment to the ground, his eyes still glowing with the blue flames that had consumed him from within. He looked like an empty tortoise shell.

Blue turned to stare at me, a smirk gracing her lips. "My flames were wrong. You won't be the one burning down this temple. I will."

With both hands on the ground, her flames spread across the building's walls, burning everything in their path.

"We should leave," she said, standing up and stretching out her hand to me.

I once believed, that I was the only monster in this world. Now, I see I was never alone.

"You can see?"

"No. I can see a person's heat with my flames. That's all," she explained.

"Hmm."

I took her hand, and she pulled me up. "Agnar was wrong. Our destinies were meant to collide," I chuckled, lifting her off the ground and into my arms. "Shall we? The world out there is waiting for you."