The Alpha's Rejected Mate

Four

Chapter 4

Una

The old woman stood on the path, her presence radiating a timeless wisdom that seemed to permeate the air around her. She had a gentle aura about her, as if she were connected to the very essence of nature itself. Her silver hair cascaded down in graceful waves, swaying with the rhythm of the wind. Strands of gray mingled with the silver, testament to the wisdom she had acquired over the years.

Her face was lined with the marks of a life well-lived, each wrinkle telling a story of resilience and strength. Her eyes, a deep and piercing shade of emerald, sparkled with a quiet knowing. They held a depth that seemed to transcend time, as if she carried the collective wisdom of generations within her gaze.

Dressed in a flowing robe adorned with intricate patterns and symbols, she seemed to blend seamlessly with the natural surroundings. Leaves and flowers adorned her attire, as if nature itself had embraced her as one of its own. Her steps were slow and deliberate, each movement emanating grace and purpose.

As I approached her, I could feel a subtle shift in the energy around us. It was as if the very air hummed with a serene power, vibrating with ancient secrets waiting to be shared. It was a presence that commanded respect and drew me closer, like a moth to a gentle flame.

The aura surrounding the old woman was vibrant and luminous, a soft glow that seemed to dance and flicker with an otherworldly light. It was as if she were a conduit for the forces of nature, tapped into the primal energies that pulsed through the earth and sky.

In her presence, I felt a profound sense of peace and understanding. It was as if time itself stood still, allowing for a moment of profound connection. Her words carried a weight that resonated deep within my soul, offering guidance and solace in the midst of my turmoil.

"Do you know me?" I asked the old woman, my voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and skepticism.

The woman smiled, her eyes shimmering with a depth that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. "I know everyone, my dear," she replied, her voice gentle and soothing. "And I know the pain that resides within your heart. It calls out to me."

I felt a surge of surprise and disbelief wash over me. How could this stranger claim to know the depths of my suffering? I scoffed, ready to dismiss her words and continue on my way. But something in her presence, in the way she held herself with a serene confidence, made me pause.

Before I could take another step, the old woman reached out a hand, her touch firm but gentle. "Wait," she said, her voice carrying a hint of mystery. "I know something else, something that has caused you great anguish. Your mate, he rejected you."

My breath caught in my throat, my heart pounding against my chest. How did she know? It was a secret pain I had carried deep within me, hidden from the world. I turned to face her, my eyes wide with shock.

"How... how do you know that?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.

The woman's smile widened, her eyes filled with a compassion that touched the depths of my soul. "I see more than meets the eye, my dear," she replied. "Your burden, the weight you carry in your leg, it became the catalyst for his rejection."

Tears welled up in my eyes as her words struck a painful chord within me. How could she know the truth, the intimate details of my shattered dreams? I struggled to find my voice, the question burning within me.

"How do you know this?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of awe and desperation.

The woman's smile remained, her gaze filled with an understanding that transcended time. "My dear, the world is filled with whispers and echoes. Some of us have the ability to listen and hear the unspoken truths that others miss. Your pain, your journey, it calls out to those who can truly see."

As her words sank in, a sense of awe washed over me. The old woman possessed a knowledge and insight that surpassed my understanding. In that moment, I knew I stood before someone truly extraordinary.

The old woman stepped closer, her presence enveloping me in a comforting embrace. She spoke with a gentle voice that held a hint of sorrow, "The Moon Goddess can be cruel at times, my dear. But she can also be merciful."

I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope ignite within me at her words. Could it be possible? Could this mysterious woman possess the power to heal the pain that had plagued me for so long?

"But... but doctors and healers have tried," I said, my voice filled with a mix of disbelief and longing. "They couldn't do anything. How can you heal me?"

A warm smile spread across the old woman's face as she reached out and placed her hand gently on my leg, right where the burden of my pain had resided for so long. A surge of energy coursed through my body, tingling and pulsating with an otherworldly sensation.

In that moment, a profound transformation swept over me. Gasping, I looked down at my leg and disbelief washed over me as I saw it, fully healed and whole. The pain that had been my constant companion for what felt like an eternity had vanished.

Gone were the marks of suffering and the reminders of past battles. Instead, before me stood a leg that was strong and whole, as if it had never been marred by the weight of my affliction. The skin was smooth and unblemished, bearing no trace of the struggle it had endured.

Tears streamed down my face as I gazed at the miracle before me. I turned my gaze up to express my gratitude, but to my astonishment, the old woman was nowhere to be found. She had vanished as mysteriously as she had appeared.