My Cursed Mate

Reiga and the others managed to leave the cave and the enemy’s territory but nothing went according to plan. Just after they left the border, they were waiting for them. It was already suspicious that they managed to enter the enemy’s territory without causing any disturbance. It turned out that it was a trap.

“Ah, how disappointing. I thought it was the Luna who came.” Grim looked at the people who were there to save Regulus. “So, where is she? Is she really not coming?”

Reiga and the others remained silent. The beta was talking with the others using the mind link. They couldn’t stay there any longer because their priority is to save Regulus.

“Or the rumors are true, that Luna Sangria doesn’t care about her mate and left him to die? What a heartless woman but that works fine with us because humans and wolves can never be mates. It just sullies your reputation and I’m sure that it is the reason why Luna Sangria decided to abandon her mate.” Grim continued to taunt them.

Despite the raging anger bubbling inside him, Reiga chose not to give in. He knew his Luna and his Luna would never think of something like that. There are several cases of werewolves mating with humans and she never had an issue with them.

“The strongest Luna to ever grace this world mated to a mere human, sounds really laughable. I’m sure that the other packs are looking down on her because she has a weak mate who can’t protect his pack and save himself.” The man’s laugh dominated the silence and it angered the werewolves.

“Enough!” Reiga couldn’t hold back any longer and at his signal, the others started to attack.

A fight broke out and even though they were outnumbered they managed to get away from them after a brutal fight. Two of them died and most of them were injured. They ran and managed to evade their enemies but they knew that they were still coming for them.

Reiga looked at the covered man in his arms and made his decision. He removed his cloak and used it to cover Regulus even more. He found a large tree with its large roots that created grooves, a perfect place for hiding. He carefully placed Regulus on one of the grooves and made sure to cover him tightly. He then produced a small pouch and sprinkled the powder over Regulus.

A bloody and thin hand stuck out from below the cloak and held his hand. It was shaking and didn’t have the strength for a firm grip. Reiga leaned down and heard a very small voice.

“How are they? How is the pack?” He was still worried even in his weakened state. “Reiga, you can’t go. You should escape. Your little flower is waiting for you and so is the pack. She’ll be sad if she knew that you were in danger.” Despite the softness, Reiga did not feel any hesitation from his words. He was already in that situation and yet he was still thinking of him and the pack.

“Please-” his voice broke as he held those thin hands tightly, “wait for a bit more, we will save you.”

Regulus responded by clenching his fingers. “She’s not coming right?”

Reiga’s closed his eyes, unable to hold back his emotions any longer. “We are here. We will make sure that you’ll get your body back. The children are waiting for you, so, please hang in there.”

He couldn’t say it and Regulus understood. Under the cloak a single tear fell down from his only working eye. He squeezed Reiga’s hand once again. The beta returned the hand inside the cloak and left. Before he left, he already contacted Conrad and already told him their location.

From inside the cloak, Regulus remained silent. His body was trembling and he could barely see. He could feel the pain in his body now that he was awake. He had been awake when Reiga carried him out from the place. He endured and waited but she did not come, even now Reiga and the others were fighting but she was nowhere to be found.

The pain from his heart was even more painful than the wound he had on his body. The torture he went through and endured couldn’t be compared to his shattered heart. She was his anchor but she never came. He hoped that the woman would at least be concerned about him even just a little bit but he was wrong. He expected too much from her and now Reiga and the others were dying because of him.

There was no point in him returning to Crimson. They might be able to fix his body but nobody can fix his heart and mind. He was already broken and the Luna wouldn’t want him any longer. He was weak and just a burden, an embarrassment to her. He couldn’t be compared to her. He didn’t want to return. All he wanted was to disappear and end it all.

It was a losing battle. Reiga and the others were already heavily injured and greatly outnumbered. They already knew that they were going to die. The only consolation they had was that Conrad was already on his way to rescue them.

“Any last words?” Grim walked to the kneeling man and pulled back his bloody hair.

Reiga grinned. “Just kill me now.”

“Tsk, you are no fun.” Grim let him go and walked back to let the others handle them.

Conrad and the backup were just in time. Before the killing blow was dealt, they managed to intercept it and save Reiga and the others. With their full force, they managed to push back Grim. He was livid when he saw that more of them were coming. Grim could also sense the presence of Sangria.

“So, she decided to appear. Anyway, we are done here, so enjoy the show!” Grim grinned and left while laughing. His subordinates also backed away and disappeared into the night. “He’ll die anyway.”

“Reiga!” Conrad held the man. “The Luna is on her way. Where’s the Alpha?”

Reiga felt at ease for a second but when Grim’s word came to him, he did not answer Conrad and instead ran to the direction where he left Regulus. He needed to make sure that he was safe.

Conrad lost his grip when Reiga decided to run off. Instead of asking more questions, he followed the man. They both came to a large tree. Reiga immediately ran to the back of the tree where he left Regulus with Conrad following closely behind.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He wanted to tell Regulus that he was already safe and that the Luna was on her way. What met him instead was the strong scent of blood. Under the cloak, blood was flowing leaving a trail of red that stained the ground and the tree roots under it. Reiga couldn’t hear any breathing from under the cloak, not even that slow and weak heartbeat. No matter how strong his sense of hearing was, he couldn’t hear anything from the person from under the cloak.

Reiga fell on his knees followed by a sorrowful howl that filled the entire forest and traveled to where the others who joined him for the rescue were. With just that howl, they already knew that he was gone. Several howls followed Reiga’s.