Small World...
2103 Words
They rushed Falcon to the hospital in Crescent Falls, but the doctors seemed to be stumped at what was happening to him.
Aurora stood outside of the room as it was crowded in there with the doctors still working on him and she saw no reason to be present at the time.
“Hey.” She heard a voice greeting behind her.
She turned around, biting anxiously at her fingers. It was the Beta-the one that carried this Alpha to the hospital.
He was quite attractive. “Hello, Beta.”
“You um-you’re new here?” He asked.
The concern on his face was evident. Aurora realized that his questioning was just the easiest way to distract him from what was going on in the room a few feet away from them. Aurora decided that she would indulge a little.
“You could say that.” She answered. Aurora noticed him staring past her and into the room, so she closed the door to allow the doctors to work without distraction. “For someone looking for distraction, you don’t seem to be doing a good job of it, Beta.” She said, leading him away from the room.
He sighed and looked away. “I-I’m sorry, I just-”
“Don’t apologize,” Aurora returned. She couldn’t help thinking of Azul and his crooked ways. “I wish all Betas were as loyal as you are.” That reminded her that she needed to check on Jacobi when the time would allow.
“I take it you’re a Luna?” The Beta said.
Aurora smirked, her brow raised. “Luna?” She wasn’t too familiar with the word in terms of what he may have been talking about. “An Alpha.” She clarified. “Or at least, that is what my pack called me.”
“Pack?” He said. “And what pack is it that you belong to?”
Aurora started to answer when another approached. One only slightly larger than this Beta. If she recalled, he introduced himself as the Delta of the Navarre Pack. He was gruff with an odd and yet attractive accent. His beard was thick and his hair was short. “I would like to know myself.” He grinned.
“Well don’t they look yummy.” Aurora’s counterpart said.
Aurora smirked. “Yes, they do.” She replied in a low mutter.
“I’m sorry?” The Beta returned, having vaguely caught the subtle response to her counterpart.
“The Arctic Pack.” She finally answered. “That is-”
“Wait, you are Alpha of the Arctic Pack?” The Delta cut her off.
Before Aurora could answer, a doctor came out of the room and everyone’s attention was immediately shifted.
“He’s-stable but his blood has been poisoned and it’s only getting worse.” The doctor reported. “I’m not sure for how much longer, he will last.”
“Hm.” Aurora didn’t say anything-only observed.
“What do you mean you can’t help him?!” A girl snapped as she shoved the doctor. “It’s your job! You have to!”
“I’m-I’m sorry, Luna Alora.” The doctor apologized.
“Well, that’s not good enough.”
Alora started to strike him again when Aurora grabbed her hand before she could land a blow. The Luna obviously did not like that.
“How...dare you lay your hand to me like you-”
“Look, the intimidating tone isn’t going to move me, darling.” Aurora cut her off. “I’ve just recently faced a goddess of the moon. Do you really think that you-”
“Wait-what?” The Beta cut her off. “What do you-a goddess?” He said. “That-that is impossible.”
“Apparently not.” Aurora clarified as she wondered where she was. Then a smile reached her face when her senses were suddenly alerted to her. She looked past the Beta. “There she is now.”
Roj turned around, confused at what she was talking about. Then he saw her; his heart dropped and a tingle shot up his spine. It couldn’t be.
“It can’t be.” He whispered. “I saw-no-it-”
As she approached closer, he found himself moving against his own conscious. “Kaz-is-that can’t be you.” His eyes heated as he watched her.
Kazmiyah turned sheepish as the tears had already started down her eyes. She simply smiled. “In the flesh.” She replied.
Rojer was speechless and so was his Delta. They remembered the day that she sacrificed herself for the life of their Alpha. Now, there she was, standing there, staring at them.
“It’s...good to see you, Roj-”
Before she could place an end to her sentence, Roj grabbed her in his arms, holding her so tight that she could feel his heart beating rapidly against her face.
“Man, I missed you, kid.” He said. He retracted and pulled back to look at her. “You look...the same and yet….different.”
Kazmiyah sighed. “I can’t even begin to explain how accurate your description is.” She confessed. “I think two deaths under my belt has...made me a little unhinged.”
“We will take you in any form, kid,” Rojer reassured.
Kazmiyah gave a meaningful smile before she looked past him and noticed that Falcon was obviously nowhere to be found.
“Is he alright?” She asked.
“No.” Rojer reluctantly replied. “Things are not looking good Kaz. He-he is dying.”
“What?!” Kazmiyah’s heart fluttered when she heard the bad news. “Why-how could this have happened?”
Rojer shrugged. “To be honest, I was not there but….”
“What, Rojer? But what?”
He sighed. “The-Alora was there.” He said. “She knows everything.”
Kazmiyah hadn’t even registered her half-sister’s existence until Roj said something and as soon as she heard her name, she wished he had never mentioned Alora at all.
It was at that moment that Kazmiyah's gaze cornered on her half-sister, and the rage immediately leveled higher within Kazmiyah.
Aurora moved to the side. “Ha, I knew there was a reason that I didn’t like you.” She smirked and walked away.
“What did you do?” Kazmiyah growled, her gaze flashing over.
“I-I didn’t do anything.” Alora defended herself.
“Liar!” Kazmiyah snapped. Alora started to open her mouth to defend herself again, when with a wave of her hand she knocked Alora back so forcefully, that Kazmiyah sent Alora through the room that was holding Falcon’s unconscious body.
“Kaz!” Rojer tried to stop her but she telekinetically pushed him away, stalking into Falcon’s room toward her target.
“She shouldn’t be here!” Kazmiyah's voice became dualed, anger enveloping her.
Aurora rushed into the room. At any other time, she would have not gotten into the middle of such a conundrum but knew that this was not a feasible time to be fighting. She looked at the unconscious Alpha and then Kazmiyah. Her anger was rooted in him being injured.
When she saw that Kazmiyah was about to attack the Luna again, Aurora immediately grabbed her. “Vrať se do reality.” She whispered in her ear and almost suddenly a power exuded from her and entered Kazmiyah.
Almost immediately, Kazmiyah’s knees buckled and she inhaled. Her eyes were back to their exotic blue before exhaled.
“What happened?” Kazmiyah asked.
“Doesn’t matter,” Aurora said, ushering her to the hospital chair that was next to the Alpha’s bed. “He is the priority right now.” She said.
Kazmiyah’s eyes widened when she saw him lying there in his weakness. She took his hand-it fluctuating between hot and cold. “What happened to you?” Kazmiyah whispered tears running down her face. “I didn’t die so that you could expire this way.”
She couldn’t even bring herself to ask Alora about what had happened. The mere thought of Alora being mentioned or near would cause her eyes as well as her mind to flash in a rage that she couldn’t control. So, instead, Kazmiyah just tried to concentrate on Falcon. Her gaze wandered up to Aurora. Why she felt like she had the answer, she couldn’t explain. But she did.
“What-what are we going to do?” She asked. “How-are we supposed to fix this?”
Aurora sighed. “Shouldn’t you be able to fix this? You are a moon goddess.”
Kazmiyah shook her head. “No, I-I can’t. I don’t know what this is-I-”
“Hey, hey calm down.” Aurora walked over to the unconscious Alpha and observed him. “You say he’s been bitten.” She asked the Beta.
“Yes, but...this is not-this is different from a vampire bite. I mean it is but-I...the symptoms...they are different. Death would have been quicker. This...this is some sort of torture.”
Aurora was afraid to even ask what the vampire looked like as she remembered that her grandmother was still at large.
“Did anyone catch a look...at this vampire?”
No one said anything but Rojer looked over at Alora, knowing that she knew more than what she was letting on.
“Are you not going to add anything else to this conversation, Luna?” Delta Jason said before Roj could even add anything.
Aurora looked up at the girl. She saw in her face that she knew more than what she was letting on. “Who was it? How did they look?” She asked her.
“Why should I say anything when she’ll just attack me again-”
Kazmiyah harshly laughed. "Typical Alora Crescent. Always holding out until helping someone benefits her."
"You-you don't know me!" Alora hissed. "That is not-"
"Tell me what happened! Who did this?!" She snapped. Kazmiyah whirled around, her eyes dilated, suddenly having Alora against the already cracked wall, squeezing against her neck. She was livid but for some reason, her rage wouldn't completely go out of control this time; though, she felt it bubbling under the surface. What did Aurora do? “I will kill you if you don’t." She growled.
Aurora touched Kazmiyah’s shoulder. “Calm down, Kaz.” She said. “I’ll take care of it.” She then grabbed Alora and forced her out of the room.
“Wait-I’m supposed to be in there! I’m his Luna!”
“And what kind of Luna doesn’t do anything she can to help the man that she loves?” Aurora asked. “You’re holding out because you think that you can use it as leverage but you are only placing both your life and his in more danger.”
Alora grimaced, clenching her jaw. “It was a woman.” She finally said. “Pale, long-really long red hair that moved on its own.”
Fear gripped Aurora when she heard the description. She sighed. “Stay out here. I’m not certain that I can get to Kazmiyah a second time before she gets to you.” Aurora then went back into the room.
“Did she tell you?” Kazmiyah asked, her gaze staying on Falcon.
“Yes,” Aurora said. “Unfortunately, it’s worse than I thought.”
Kazmiyah looked at Aurora. “What? What is it?”
“You remember that grandmother I told you about?” Aurora asked.
Kazmiyah incredulously looked at her. “Yeah.” She reluctantly replied.
“Small world.” Aurora sarcastically countered.
“Well, what are we-what are we going to do? How can we fix this?”
Aurora shrugged. “There’s only one person that knows my grandmother better than anyone else. Or at least, as far as I know.”
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