Althea Garcia Hela Silvermoon

All I could feel was darkness. It surrounded me, encased me in it. I wanted to open my eyes to escape this darkness that seemed to frighten my heart, although my heart didn't complain. Then I felt this presence around me. I found a light in this darkness. I reached my hand forward, towards it.

I wanted to feel it, see what's behind that light. I wanted to be surround by that warm light. I felt cold as I ran towards the light. Now my heart thumped. It pumped harder. My heart longed to see it. My soul was calling someone's name, but I can't hear it. It was begging for me to open my eyes now.

I longed for someone, but who. Who was it? My heart pumped faster and faster as I willed my eyelids to open. I fought hard with the darkness when I finally saw the white sky above me. Then I turned my head to the side just in time to see the huge retreating figure of a man.

But unfortunately, all I could see was his back. I don't know why but I want to see his face. I want to know what he looks like. These weird feelings inside me was making me even more confused. But now all I wanted to know was the place I was in.

I leaned on my elbow and slowly sat up looking at my surrounding. I heard voices, probably talking to me but I paid no attention to it as I looked around. The sky which I thought had turned white was a ceiling. I was in a room that was painted white with barely any furniture. There were a couple of sofas at the corner and a couple chairs by the bed I sat in.

Then there stood the three tall equally muscular looking man. They made me feel timid. But as I looked down at my body, tubes connected to my hand, my bony fingers, I felt powerless and weak and even more intimated by their presence. Who were they? Who was I? What am I doing here?

I stared shaking as I placed my hand on either side of head and grabbed fistful of hair. All these thoughts were making my head hurt. The voices became louder, adding further pain to my head. Please stop. I tugged my hair as I squeezed my eyes in pain. The more I tried to remember, the more blank my mind became.

Like everything in me was erased.

Like I was erased.

But why? From what?

Then I felt strong pair of hands easily loosen my hold on my hair and release it. Horror filled my eyes as I watched one man with needles in his hands. What was he going to do to me? No. Stop.

"S-stop." I stutter. I barely recognised my own voice. Did I always sound like this? But as the man neared me, I knew that I had no time. I struggled to get free from the two hands that completely encased my slender arms in their hand. No matter how much I tried, I failed. I was weak against them. My body had no strength to fight back.

To my horror, I watched as he plunged the needle into my skin, and I felt even more powerless. I felt my body slack and the hands on my arms loosened as they helped me to lay back down. I felt my eyes getting drowsy.

I blinked a couple times to see the three now standing tall on either side of the bed. I did not want to close my eyes. I don't know what they would do to me. But as the darkness clouded my vision, I didn't care anymore. I couldn't fight it anymore. So, I gave up and gave in to it again.

Third person

"So, she really was waiting for her love, huh?" Sam said as he looked at the door where his Alpha has just walked out after saying one word.

Matt rolled his eyes at him. "Hey doc, is she okay? Why was she acting like that?" Matt looked down at the human that once again laid unconscious on the bed, worry clear on his face. He observed her as his Alpha's word replayed on his head over and over.

'Mate'

So, this was the person that was going to be their Luna. No wonder, he felt the need to protect the frail human even before he knew who she was. This was the person that had been replaced by the goddess. For their Alpha. For their pack.

But it worried him as unlike the goddess, she was a human. And weak at that. How would she be able to bear the load of werewolves? Was she strong enough to do that? But the question he wanted to be answered was if this human was ever going to be accepted by their Alpha who was still very much in love with the goddess herself.

The goddess had envisioned a path of great difficulty for this frail little human by pairing her with their Alpha. Matt knew that their Alpha was holding in all his sadness, anguish and pain over losing his mate just so he could be strong for us. For his pack. But this must have been a little too much for him to hold in. Finally, the Alpha had let go of his pent-up rage.

Matt sighed as he scratched the back of his head. "Seems like she's suffering from some trauma. But it doesn't look like she has any head injuries though." The doctor examined her head carefully once again.

"Now what do we do?" Sam looked at Matt whose eyes were still on the human. He folded his arms as he sighed once again. "Go get some rest for now, Sam." Matt told him.

"I'll stay here tonight." He then looked across the bed at the doctor. "You go home too doc. Little Leah must be waiting for you."

"She's going to be very upset with me now." The doctor sighs as he examines her one last time. "She should be fine but if anything, just let me know." Matt nods as the doctor heads towards the door and Sam follows after he takes another look at her.

"Harry go get some rest too." Matt says just as the doctor opens to reveal Harry who bowed slightly before they closed the door shut and left him with her.

Matt looked at the now peaceful human before he sighed again. He walked over to the corner to sit on the sofa so he could be more comfortable. He leaned back and looked up at the ceiling as many thoughts played on his head. What was going to happen to their pack now?

It had already been a year since she left them. Everyone here still felt her absence even though no one dares to talk about her, knowing fully what their Alpha was going through. He didn't know whose fault it was or who was to be blamed for this. What's done was done.

He knew that they could no longer have her back. She had left them all. For good. At least that's what he hoped. She was where she belonged. To a world of her own. He looked at the bed again as reality hit him hard making him lean his head back on the sofa once more. This time defeated.

They had truly lost her for forever.

Just a peek on Althea's POV. Let me know. And don't forget to vote and comment ❤️