The Heiress Of The Mystics

Chapter 8

Priscilla was looking for herbs on a mountain far away from her pack, she was a healthy curvy lady with burnished skin, she had a strawberry brown hair that flowed to her waistline, she had an enticing sea blue eyes and a puffy,heart shaped lips.

Suddenly she heard a loud growl and turned to see a brown thick fur Rogue but it wasn't trying to attack her, it was growling at something that was hidden between a thick short tress, she couldn't see what it was because they leaves from the branches had covered it.

She turned back to pick her bag of herbs and leave before she becomes the Rouge next target but a sound of a baby crying stopped her on her track and she turned back again with a determination to save what ever is in between those thick short trees.

"Hey," she yelled at the rogue, it turned and growled loudly at her

"Stay away," She growled back with her wolf voice, Priscilla changed into a thick fur, golden brown wolf with sharp claws, her wolf was primal looking yet gave out a strong ferocious snarl.

The wolf came charging towards her and tried to scratch her with his claws but she quickly dodged it, she jumped on top of it and bite it so hard it yelped in pain. the rogue tried to push Priscilla away but she was strong and resilience, refusing to let go of the Rogue, the Rogue became weak and could no longer handle the pain, she finally let go of the rogue and it ran as fast as it leg could carry it.

Priscilla waited till it was out of sight before rushing to check what was between the trees, she was shock when she saw that it was truly a baby.

The baby was covered with a torn linen and was looking pale and weak, Priscilla quickly rushed to pick it up, feeling the baby with the back if her hands.

"Dear Moon Goddess," she let out a startled gasp, her eyes widen in alarm after feeling how hot the baby was, she bent down to pick her herb bag and noticed a black box on the ground, she picked it up and opened it to see a golden chain necklace.

"Romilda," she read out the initials on the chain, looking carefully at it in curiosity,

"Maybe it's the baby's name," she guessed, placing it back into the box and began to cuddle the baby loving the feeling of having to care for the baby and be the baby's family, she wondered what would make the mother leave her baby behind but from the way the baby was hidden, it probably means that the mother was protecting it from something.

"Don't worry Romilda, I'll protect you from those who try to harm you, from today, I'll be a mother to you and you'll be a daughter to me," It was like she understood what Priscilla said, cause she stopped crying and fell into a deep sleep, Priscilla eyes glowed and she can't help but smile at the sense of trust the baby had for her, she quickly picked up her bag and left to her pack with the baby.

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"Where did she get the child from!!"

"She's stolen a someone's child!!"

"What's up with thus crazy woman!"

People began to whispered gossips to each other, some were staring at her in curiosity and most in disgust, she wasn't bother about their gossip or insult, she was just afraid that the might take it on the baby.

She quickly rushed into her house, slamming the door shut so she won't hear what their meaningless gossips, she breath a huge sigh of relief and the familiar scent of her room kept her calm, she dropped her herb bag and the stuff she had bought for the baby on the table, she then carefully drop the baby on the bed, scrambling to the kitchen to quickly boiled some herb for the baby, she pit it inside a little bowl when she was done and then went to feed the baby.

Feeding the baby was a little hard because the baby was crying so loudly due to the bitter taste of the medicine but she tried her best to give the baby three spoons of the medicine at least that will help the baby's fever, she bath the baby and wrapped her with a blanket and then cuddled the baby to sleep.

Priscilla's parent was the former Alpha of the Gratis Shadow pack, It was all loving and peaceful until the day she was born, Rouges attacked the pack and her Father, Alpha George died defending the pack's borders, her mother also died that day while giving birth to her.

Since then everyone considered her as a curse and a murderer, refusing to make her their Alpha and gave the Alpha title to Alpha Theo, who ruled after her father.

His son William, the current Alpha of the pack was her mate but he rejected her, claiming that his reign would be curse and disastrous with her by his side and instead pick the pack beauty Emma, whom as well rejected her own mate to be with him, since then Priscilla decided to live in seclusion, refusing to have friends, refusing to talk to anyone, just being herself, making medicines was one of her favorite thing to do, she takes it to the pack hospital she's done, the pack doctors takes it from her and often request for more since her medicine are always effective.

The baby brought so much joy and love to her lonely, empty life, she just hope she won't get the same treatment as her from the pack,

Just then she heard a knock on her door, she refused to answer it as first but since the noise was disturbing the sleeping baby, she had no other choice but to check who it was.

She was shocked to see Alpha William on the other end, looking like someone who is actually concerned but Priscilla know better not to believe his fake expression, he has rejected her yet always wanting to get close to her, he had tried to force himself on her a lot of time but she would threaten to tell the whole pack that he has come in contact with her and is cursed as well, his forceful attempt stopped because he was afraid that the pack members would remove his Alpha title.

Seeing him in front of her doorstep made priscilla's heart clench with a mix of anger and old, buried longing. "What do you want, William?" she asked, her voice flat, devoid of any warmth.

William's face was etched with a concern that seemed almost genuine. "Priscilla, the pack is in an uproar. They say you've stolen a child. Is this true?"

Priscilla's protective instincts flared. "She's not stolen. I found her. Abandoned."

"Abandoned?" William's eyes narrowed. "Where? And why didn't you bring her to me, to the pack?"

"Because I know how the pack treats those they deem 'cursed'," she retorted, her gaze hardening. "I won't let them hurt her."

William stepped closer, his voice softening. "Priscilla, that's not fair. I'm the Alpha. I would never let anyone harm a child." He reached out, his fingers brushing against her arm.

Priscilla flinched away, her eyes flashing with defiance. "Don't touch me. You made your choice, William. You rejected me. Now leave us alone."

William's expression turned pleading. "Just let me see the child, Priscilla. Let me assure the pack that she's safe, that you're not a threat."

Priscilla hesitated. She didn't trust William, but she knew she couldn't keep the baby hidden.

"Fine," she said, stepping aside. "But you stay away from her."

William entered the small cottage, his eyes scanning the room before settling on the sleeping infant in the bed. He approached cautiously, his gaze softening as he looked at the baby.

"She's...beautiful," he murmured, his voice laced with surprise. "Who do you think her parents are?"

Priscilla shrugged, her arms crossed protectively. "I found this near her." She handed William the black box with the golden chain.

William examined the necklace, his brow furrowing. "Romilda... she doesn't scent like a baby from our pack,"

"she was being attacked by rogues,I had no other option but to protect her,”

" do you want to keep her?"

"of course, I'll keep her even if you don't accept it,"

"if that what make you happy, then it's okay,”

Priscilla couldn't help but smile, if not that he had rejected her she would have considered to be with him but she knew better to guard her heart.