Page 59 of The Alpha Wolf Defying Fate

“It’s okay,” I said to him. My voice was hoarse and my throat raw as I spoke.

He looked at me and shook his head. “You weren’t breathing. It wasn’t that you couldn’t. You just wouldn’t let go of your breath. I’ve never seen anything like that. You turned purple in your sleep, Sasha. I couldn’t wake you.”

He clung to me tighter, the fear rolling through the bond into my own body.

“I thought I was going to lose you again,” he whispered.

I wrapped my arms around him, my mind racing with the information.

‘What happened?’I asked my wolf.

‘You were gone,’she replied with equal concern as Ayden.‘You weren’t in our mind. I couldn’t reach you. It was as if only I lived in this body, but I couldn’t take control of it.’

A chill ran down my spine as I thought about the empty space in my mind during the dream. The space where I should have felt my wolf. We really had been disconnected.

But how? How could anyone possibly have the power to cut off a piece of me like that? The dream was already beginning to fade from my memory. The features of the being who had spoken to me fading, leaving only the sound of his voice. The very voice I had been running and hiding from all these weeks. The voice I thought I had blocked out with the bond to Ayden.

Then again, the mark was on my body, and according to my wolf, I wasn’t in my body.

‘Maybe you should tell me what happened?’my wolf said.

I hugged Ayden tighter and closed my eyes.

‘I don’t know, the dream has disappeared,’I said. I tried to hide the fear as the memories vanished as quickly as I tried to recall them.‘The voice was there though. I think…’

I paused and pulled back to look into Ayden’s eyes as I decided to tell both him and my wolf at the same time.

“I think I was inside the darkness.”

I watched as his eyes widened, his breath seeming to stall in his lungs. His arms reached out to me as if on their own accord, thoughts scrambled behind his eyes as he and his wolf fought for control.

He slowly pulled me against his chest and breathed finally as he pressed his nose to my head.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered, his voice rough with the growl of his wolf. “I’ve got you.”

His words were spoken to me, but I couldn’t help but feel that he was comforting himself more so than me.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ayden

ThebookItookfrom the ancient library came with far more information than I had ever imagined. It not only held a history of the world we traveled, but it held information about the different plants and animals that we came across in our travels.

Strange rabbit-like creatures that I had never even heard of before, darted across our path to snack on strange looking plants with blue bulbs in place of flowers. The book was called the creatures Lapindras, and the flowers were their primary source of food. An herbal plant known as Azureglox.

I was intrigued by the creatures, my inherited power reaching out to the threads that connected each one to see if I could call on them as I could with the rabbits in my realm. Interestingly, I could, though not as strongly as back home. The creatures still held a wariness about them even as I pulled at their threads. I could feel a resistance that no creature had ever given me before.

Reading more into their food source, I came up with a small theory as to why they held that resistance.

The Azureglox seemed to have been a ceremonial plant, according to the book. It was used to make a tea for rising royalty to drink, to grow a resistance to mind controlling spells. I gathered a few of the flowers after reading about them. Just in case we needed them when we found the witch.

The others were aware that I possessed the book and appeared to comprehend its insights about the local plants and wildlife; I didn’t go into much more detail than I had to. Especially not with Sasha.

I looked over at her as she and Aurora chatted together quietly, our strides almost leisurely, as if we weren’t on a mission to find a dangerous dark witch and possibly battle a great evil in the process.

Sasha looked serene, though tired as well. There was no sign of the fear she had just this morning when she told me about her dream. About her suspicions that someone had taken her away from her body and pulled her into the darkness where we hunted for the witch.

Given the information inside the book and her dream, I didn’t find it in her best interest to let her know about the dark fate the book spoke about. There wasn’t enough evidence to say that it was he who spoke to her. There wasn’t even any evidence to say he came out of the punishment the gods had given him for his interference with the mortal world. But Sasha wouldn’t care about the lack of evidence.

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