Cursed By Fate

Elijah’s eyes widened and the hairs on the surface of his skin rose as he heard those words come from Louis. For the first time ever he rose his head and looked into the eyes of the alpha.

He could not muster the words to reply but looking at him Louis already knew the answer.

“I don’t understand my Lord, I thought you had slain the vile human already.” Elijah finally said after seconds of silence. “Well, I thought so too myself, but it had recently come to my knowledge that I killed the wrong man.” Louis said calmly still staring point blank at him. “I don’t know what to say my lord but your wish is my command” Elijah said trying to sound composed and rational. But Louis could see through it.

“Very well then, I’ll have my spies bring you up to speed as we set out at dawn” Louis said as he dismissed everyone and sat down on his seat at the Council table. He let out a short evil laugh.

As much as he was pushing his subjects to violence under the disguise of vengeance, there was an ulterior motive behind his actions.

Elijah was escorted home after the Alpha’s spy had filled him in on the situation. He was furious when he discovered that an innocent man had been killed, but tried his best to maintain composure.

As he approached the door to his cabin, one thought filled his mind, could he kill Jack when the time came?

He got home to find his wife Anne sitting outside the on the porch. She was curious and frightened as to why her husband was summoned at that hour, knowing how cruel and ruthless Louis was, she could not go back to sleep until she set her eyes on her husband.

“What happened, are you okay?” she asked sounding slightly agitated. “I’m fine, let’s go inside and I’ll explain.” Elijah replied as he’d looked around for prying eyes and ears.

The Alpha’s spy had cautioned him to maintain discretion and to keep what he heard to himself on their way back.

“Okay, I’m listening” she said as they were inside their living room. Elijah closed and locked the door behind him still looking through the glass to see if anyone was outside.

“You’re scaring me Elijah” his wife said feeling anxious as she observed her husband’s demeanor.

“Calm down, you’ll need to take a seat.” He said looking her straight in the eyes. As she responded to his words he took a sit opposite her and in a stern voice he said “what I’m about to tell you does not leave this house under any circumstance” he paused looking at her to make sure she understood what he said. She nodded a though to say I do.

“Our child’s murderer lives on, they killed the wrong man Anne” Elijah said as he reached out to hold her already trembling hands. He watched as tears flowed from her eyes, but just as she was about to scream, he got up from his seat and placed his hand over her lips. With a stern look in her eye he said “I will avenge our baby girl even if it’s the last thing I do.”

Anne cried silently for a while before finally being able to speak. “So what do we do now? You are not a killer and as much as I want justice for our baby girl, I would rather live with it than have you killed in the name of seeking vengeance” Anne said as her head was placed on her husband’s chest in an attempt to console her.

“I won’t die, and I also wouldn’t be going alone, I’ll have some of the finest warriors from our pack accompany me he said in an attempt to reassure his wife.

He carried her to their bedroom where they laid together, but none of them could sleep. It was as though their whole world was about to change and their bodies became strangers to sleep.

“Swear to me that you will come back, swear on the soul of our dead daughter Elijah.” Anne said as she looked to her husband for reassurance.

“I’ll always come back to you my love, no matter what happens.” Elijah watched the clock as he said those word to his wife, it was quarter past five.

“Let’s try to get some shut eye, it’s almost dawn. I’ll need some rest so I can be fully prepared for what comes tomorrow.” Elijah said , but this was just an attempt to get his wife to sleep as he had no intention of sleeping.

*****

Carl got up just before dawn, he had not slept the entire night and he hoped a cup of coffee would at the very least help him start the day not feeling groggy.

“Make a full pot, please” he turned to find Caroline by the stairs. “You also could not sleep?” he asked as he poured the ground coffee bean into the coffee machine. “Yes, I cannot explain it but I had this uneasy feeling since last night, hopefully it’s nothing” Caroline said as she walked towards the fridge.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“I think I can somehow relate to that feeling, please Toss me a bottle” Carl said as sweat began to amass on his forehead. ” You’re feeling okay?” She asked as she slid the bottle of water across the kitchen table.

“Yes just feeling a bit hot that’s all ” he replied opening the bottle and gulping from it. The Coffee began to drizzle down into the coffee pot and they both stood adjacent to each other waiting in silence .

It seemed like any other regular day and everything seemed peaceful except their minds. For even if they were not aware of it, that day was about to change their lives forever.