Blaire's Pov
I watched with bated breath as the Pack’s physician ran tests on Indrik. He checked his eyes, his tongue, his lips and a host of other places. He mumbled something under his breath as he repeated the tests. By the time he looked up, his eyes were wide with terror. "That girl!" He muttered through gritted teeth. "Can he be treated?" Beta Green asked, stepping forward. His body seemed to sag and his voice was weary from all that was going on. The physician shook his head. "The girl chose her poison well. This is Voldemort's root." I stared at him blankly, not understanding what that meant but obviously, the Beta understood and so did my mother as they gasped in disbelief. "What?" My mother gasped. "But that is impossible. Where could she possibly have gotten it?" The physician bowed his head. "From me. She asked me about it this morning when she came to get his medicine. I had totally forgotten about that till now." Silence reigned for a moment before mother spoke again. "But he will be okay, right? After all, the poison only affects humans." Her voice was uncertain as she without doubt was realizing what the rest of us were. "I really wish that were true but sadly, Indrik is no different from a human. Not in his current condition." Indrik sputtered, coughing up more foam and, was that blood? The physician bent over him and shook his head. "Surely, there is something you can do though, right? An antidote for the poison, perhaps?" Beta Green questioned. The physician shook his head. "The reason why the poison is so dangerous to humans is that once ingested, it goes straight to the heart, turning all the blood into useless mush, green mush." My eyes widened as I took another look at his mouth and sure enough, the foam emitted a greenish glow. Even the blood or what I had thought was blood had taken on a greenish tinge. He was right. My friend was dying. The thought was so painful that I could hardly breath. "When it finally reaches the heart, they die. No two ways about it. As a wolf, the body regenerates quickly and counters the effect thereby making it not as harmful to us. Unfortunately, Indrik does not have this power." "But, he is a wolf. That should count for something, right?" I blurted before I could think, my fear clouding my reasoning faculties. "There is one thing." The physician said suddenly, looking at the Beta. My heart soared with hope as I followed his gaze. The Beta shook his head, urging the physician to not say it. "We can unlock his wolf. If we do that, his wolf will set to work at once and cure him of the poison." "No!" Beta Green muttered forcefully. "I am sure there is another way. You have a lot of potions, Mattew. One of them ought to work. We cannot unlock his wolf. Not now, not ever." My legs felt like rubber under me as I stumbled back. Suddenly, I started to recall all the days that Indrik would cry that no one cared for him. I had always tried to convince him otherwise but now, I was not so sure. How could someone who he looked on as a father figure refuse him the one thing that could save his life? "Beta Green, you should reconsider your decision. The boy would die if we do not do this and quickly too. He has about a few minutes left before the poison reaches his heart. When that happens, it will be too late. The boy will die." The physician declared. A cold breeze swept through the courtyard filling me with a sense of foreboding, like nature had stamped the physician's words. Beta Green looked around, his face portraying the strain he was under. I had always thought that he looked rather young for his age but now, he looked like he had added a couple of years. "This is all your fault!" He snarled, referring to the physician. "If only you had been more careful with your equipment, this would not have happened. And don't you try to push this on me. You should find a way to treat him. I will go find the girl that caused all these and make her say what she knows. That can't be the only way out." "Beta Green!" My mother called, stopping the Beta in his tracks. "Now is not the time to cast blame. We should face the problem head on and find a way to solve it before it is too late. You heard the physician. Indrik does not have much time left." "I promised!" The Beta groaned, his voice raspy with despair. "I promised Alpha Grayson that I would never unlock his wolf. Not now, not ever!" The moon disappeared under the clouds, leaving us squinting under the billowing flames of the torches for a moment before the moon was freed again. "I am sure he will understand!" My mother muttered softly. "After all, you also have the duty to keep him safe, right?" For a moment, the Beta looked like his pants had been set on fire under him. "It is our duty to ensure that he stays alive. I don't think his father will ever forgive us if we allowed him to die." A gruff voice added. I looked up in surprise to find that the Zeta was also here. I wondered how long he had been here for. I couldn't dwell on that for long though as I stared at Beta Green while biting on my lips hoping that he would change his mind and save my friend from certain death. The Beta rocked on his heels then started to pace, his face showing just how exhausted he was. Finally, he stopped in front of Indrik and massaged his pale cheeks tenderly. "I am sorry but I cannot do that!"Blaire's PovI wanted to scream, and cry, and curse. And maybe throw some punches as I watched Indrik, spasming and muttering gibberish, head shaking from one side to the other, green blood now pouring more and more from his mouth and his nose? My heart stopped for a moment as even in the pale light of the moon, I could see his color draining away as his life slipped out of his grasp. The world spun cruelly as I looked from the doctor to Beta Green, to my mum, to the Zeta, to some other faces that my eyes were too blurry to let me notice. I could see the sad look on all their faces but I could not shake the thought that it was all hypocritical after all, if they really did care, they would not hesitate to help him. If only I could help, I would have gladly did but I had stupidly spent all my life before mirrors and brushes and now, I couldn't even save a drunken deer without being crushed into mashed up pieces. My eyes stung as the air stung with what felt like death. I couldn't shak
Luna's PovMy eyes burned as red liquid spurted into my eyes. My head throbbed, my wrists and ankles burned as the coarse ropes bored into them, wound so tightly that they sliced into my skin, shredding it like meat in a grinder. My arms and legs were spread so far apart that my joints creaked with annoyance, each threatening to break away from my body under the strain. My back felt like a colony of fire ants had been let loose on it, each one digging its head into my skin and taking a good sized chunk out of my skin. I wondered if the guards would consider loosening one of my arms long enough for me to reach to my back and scratch the itch that was threatening to drive me crazy although something told me I wouldn't enjoy it very much. "Have you had enough?" One of the guards asked. My chest felt like I had drank a mouthful of oil and followed it up with some fire. My chest beat painfully against my thorax and my stomach felt like it had had all its contents pulled out and smoked on
Luna's PovSo far, I had been doing a pretty good job enduring the pain and getting on the nerves of my torturers but now, looking down at this blade, I wasn't sure I could keep up the front anymore. I swallowed as I breathed in deeply. "It is just a blade. It is nothing you can't take." I whispered to myself. The man laughed loudly as he turned to his comrade, "can you believe this? She is begging for mercy. Too bad. I expected her to go down with a smile but then again, no one escapes the great Baldwin without being broken." He thumped his chest so hard, I was afraid he was going to end up broken before me. I wondered if his name was a title or his parents had had some insight into his future to have given him such a fitting name. The thought was enough to brighten my mood as I started to smile and suddenly, the knife was not so scary. I thought about Indrik who was probably in his death throes, struggling with the poison that I had fed him and shook my head. What kind of master w
Blaire's Pov"Where have you been?" I spat as I came face to face with Jamil and Ulo. The two were dressed in black robes and had their swords around their waists. In the moonlight, I could notice strands of undergrowth clinging stubbornly to their robes. The two exchanged glances before turning to me. "What's going on?" Jamil asked, looking over his shoulder at the circle that was gathered a few feet away. Following his gaze, I frowned as I realized that the bed was gone and so was the doctor. I hurried over but all I saw were a group of guards huddled in a circle, no doubt discussing what had just happened. "Where is he?" I growled. The group looked at me like I was a stray before one of them replied nonchalantly, "the doctor has had him taken somewhere else."My head spun as I wondered how long I had remained on my knees, uttering a stupid prayer while the person I was so worried about had been taken away. He could have died for all I knew and I didn't know anything about it. T
Ulo's PovListening to Blaire tell us about how Indrik had been poisoned by his maid, my fists clenched as I bubbled with murderous intent. I had never liked that girl and now, she had just crossed the line by threatening the life of my friend. Listening to Jamil trying to defend her only served to increase my anger till I was practically steaming at the nose. Before I could bring myself to speak, thunder suddenly rumbled and rain started to fall. I would have been amazed if I wasn't so furious because we hadn't had rain in a while. As it continued to rain though, I started to notice something. The rain wasn't normal by any standard. Each drop that landed on my head, on my shoulders, on my feet, felt as hard as a stone although it didn't hurt. Stretching out my arm, I caught a drop in my hand and examined it in the moonlight. Like I had suspected, it wasn't a raindrop, instead, the tiny things that fell from the sky were more like pellets, diamond sized pellets. I would have dismisse
Blaire's PovI sat in Indrik's room, my hands tucked under my cheeks on his bed as I stared at him mesmerized by his sleeping figure. Sunlight streamed into the room, making him look even more amazing. I sighed dreamily as I watched his chest heave slowly accompanied by his soft snoring. He had been asleep for three days and his complexion was still pale from what he had gone through at the hands of his maid yet, he still managed a heart stopping beautiful look. His long black hair framed his face perfectly like he had been tending to it all these days, (which I might have been responsible for), his eyes were closed but they looked just as pretty as they were when open, his nose, a work of art that was honed to a point so sharp, it could cut you if you were not careful enough, his full pink lips that always seemed to be calling for a taste, his cheeks that were neither too plump, nor too thin, his perfect ears, his square jaw that always pulsed with power, even now, with ridiculous s
Indrik's PovI just had the most awful dream. My chest had been on fire and my blood had turned to acid, burning my skin away as it coursed through my veins. I groaned as my eyes fluttered open. My head spun as I stared blankly at the surface above me, feeling rather lightheaded. I shut my eyes as a wave of nausea rushed through me. Opening my eyes again, I started to register the scene around me. The image of a golden wolf approached me moving so fast that I freaked out, swatting it away with a yelp. That was followed with another groan as my hand moved a little too fast and hard, missing the target and slamming into my chest with a dull thump instead. I shook my head to shake the buzz in my ears that was serving to disorient me even further. Thump-thump! Thump-thump! A heavy sound drifted into my ears making me want to scream in frustration as I wondered what exactly was going on with me. I could hear the rustling of trees, the gurgling of water in a faraway creek, the chirping of
Luna's PovI had been here for so long that I had lost all track of time. In between the endless torture that the guards now seemed to do as a pastime and the rats that seemed to enjoy the taste of the dried blood that had crusted on the ground beneath me, I was surely having the time of my life. At this point, I didn't even know when I was awake and when I was dreaming anymore. I had grown lightheaded from dehydration and loss of blood. Which was why I couldn't figure out if I was daydreaming or really seeing Indrik walking in on spindly feet. Or if his call really was happening or it was my delirious mind working overtime. "Luna!" A warm arm wrapped around my shriveled one and started to untie the ropes around it. Okay, that was surely not a figment of my imagination. No imagination could be that vivid, or tangible. I tried to open my mouth but my days in the darkness without food or water had gotten to me. To even keep my eyes open was proving to be an herculean task. "Are you