Chapter 73

Chapter 64 In front of her, a bigger white wolf pup was majestically wagging her tail. She was enchanting with her fur so white that it almost seemed translucent, and her grey eyes that sparkled looking at her. The bigger wolf pup lowered herself to the small one’s level and asked her again slowly.

“Why are you trembling?” She gently said, using a soft soothing voice.

“I will soon disappear!” The pup replied through her mind, her face and eyes full of sorrow and anxiety.

“Why do you think so?” Asked again gently the bigger wolf.

“Because no one has claimed me yet. I do not even have a name. Do you have one?” The little wolf admitted with a smaller voice, then asked the same question to the bigger wolf.

“Yes, my name is Luna.” The white wolf responded.

“What does it mean? It is beautiful.” Appreciated the small grey pup, her eyes shining.

“It means moon.” Replied the white wolf who had already laid herself near the smaller one, cuddling her. Then she continued, seeing the eager eyes in front of her.

“Do you want a name small wolf?

“Yes, I want one also. But who will give me one?” She said sad, she had long ago given hope for ever receiving one.

“I will. How about this, from this moment onwards we will share the meaning of my name. Do you know of the phases of the moon?” She asked. And the small wolf turned her head from side to side as if to deny knowing.

“When we look from the Earth to the moon, we will not see the moon completely each time, or better said a full moon. As such how much we can see from it, or each phase, has a different name. It takes the waning gibbous phase and waxing crescent phase together to make the image of one full moon. From this moment onwards you shall become Crescent and I will be Waning.”

Celia had been drifting in and out of sleep for some time now, she dreamt of the dream she saw when she was smaller, a dream that she kept having as a child. It was of the two most important beings in her life, her two wolves. Many times when she was feeling sad, many times when she noticed the differences of treatment whether consciously or not... she would see this dream. It would always comfort her for some reason, and make her want to rest more, to continue seeing it.

Chapter 61 But she eventually forced herself to open her eyes when she could no longer stand the aching in her throat, though she could barely distinguish some light. Quite difficultly she opened her eyes, before trying to mend her throat by coughing a bit.

Placing her trembling hand on her neck, she felt around it trying to sooth the pain. Her throat felt dry and filled with small prickling needles.

“Would you like some water?” She heard a mesmerizing hoarse voice say gently. She did not know who it was, but she felt safe in the presence of this person.

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So she only murmured a small yes with her cracked voice.

A few second later, after hearing some heavy steps near the bed and the sound of pouring water, she felt someone putting their arms around her back lifting her a bit. The smell of that person seemed to envelop her entire being. The musky woody smell with tinges of lavender filled her nose and the warm hand placed behind her back send shivers to her soul.

Lifting her a bit, this person placed the glass near her mouth and was waiting patiently for her to drink. She realized when she felt a bit of cold on her lips. She sipped a few mouths of water before closing her mouth. Then she felt herself laid down again and heard the clinking of the sound of a glass on a table.

“Thank you!” She said whispering, with a grateful tone. Her voice seemed to return a little after drinking the water.

“You are welcome!” The low tone voice acknowledged.

The sound seemed close, she thought. This person was surely still near the bed. Realizing this, she? looked towards from where the sound came from. Her eyes were already clearing and adjusting the light.

Perhaps she moved too brisk, or did not assess exactly how close this person was to her. Her senses were still worse than a human’s for now, so naturally they could not be relied upon. Either way; when she turned towards the side of the bed, the most handsome faced she had seen once Countdown 15 Departing From the Alpha (Evelyn)

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She could even feel Salas’s breath and most likely he could feel hers. Her pale cheeks instantly reddened. The person who had helped her drink water was none other than his highness. She was stunned and even forgot to retract her chocolate eyes that were looking directly into his bright blue ones, because of this realization.

He did not move, liking the proximity, and only raised his hand and placed it on her forehead lightly.

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You do not have a fever. Humm that is strange, then why are your cheeks red? Do you feel unwell Somewhere?” He asked concerned, with his hand still on her forehead,