Episode 3

As soon as Hanna left, I went into my room and grabbed my cell phone, sending a message to Lucio.

📲We need to stay away from each other for a few days until you have learned everything, for the good of our pack, learn quickly, this is an order.

📲Is your mother making you do this?

📲She certainly is, but I don't blame her, my father was bitten, and it's not just any bite, it was by a supreme alpha, my mother is scared, I can feel it.

📲Wow, I've read about them but didn't know they really existed.

📲In the world we live in, we have to be prepared for anything, now I have to go, I have things to do.

📲Don't do anything reckless. Kisses

I don't answer him, I throw my cell phone on the bed and lie down, falling asleep immediately.

I wake up with Hanna at the foot of my bed, sweat running down my face.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I say, sitting up in bed.

"You had the same dream, didn't you?" Hanna asked seriously.

"Nightmare, I wouldn't call it a dream." I retorted.

"You need to tell Mom!" Hanna added.

"Our mother already has enough to worry about, and you know what she'll say, it was just a dream Arya, nothing to worry about." I say, finally getting out of bed.

"The same dream over and over again must mean something, don't you think?" Hanna believed that dreams could mean something.

"It's okay, let's not bother Mom with this, okay?" I said, wanting to end that conversation.

"Was it the same? The dream?" Hanna insisted.

"Yes, I was walking through the silent forest until I started to hear a baby crying, I followed the sound it made to our gates, but this time the baby was not alone, a black shadow surrounded it, I tried to run to it but…" I stop talking for a moment.

"But what?" Hanna said curiously.

"The shadow was coming towards me, now it was me it was chasing." I say, remembering what came next, how could a dream be so real?

"Did it have an ending this time?" Hanna asks, coming closer.

"Yes, I was on fire! The shadow finally reached me, but... It grew weaker with every touch of mine." I shake my head, none of it made sense.

"You're right, Mom will say it's just a dream." Hanna's speech snapped me out of my trance.

I throw a pillow at her.

"Let's have dinner." She says and closes the door behind her.

As soon as the door closes, I lie down again sighing, I look at the window and the sky is beautiful, a bath in the river at night is so good, but my mother's phrase will not leave my head "don't do anything reckless", so I decide to go down and join my family.

"Good evening!" I say, sitting down in my chair.

Everyone answers me.

"And Dad?" I ask as I grab a piece of bread.

Silence stretches across the table, they look at each other and it is clear they are hiding something.

"I don't have mind-linking, I think you're going to have to use your mouths to talk." I add, noticing the looks.

"Why are you always so inconvenient?" Hellen says, dropping her cutlery.

"Inconvenient for asking how our father is doing?"

"Enough of that, just eat." Mom says.

"I lost my appetite." I say getting up.

"Arya, Arya come back here!" My mother calls after me, but I ignore her and go upstairs.

I reach my bedroom door and look down the hall, somehow I need to know how my father is doing, releasing the doorknob I look back and then in the direction of my father's quarters, walk there with long strides, open the door and see him still the same way as when they brought him, I approach and sit beside him taking his hand.

"Hi, Dad." I speak softly and he opens his eyes giving me a half smile.

"D-Don't strain yourself please." I say, not wanting to be blamed for anything.

"W-Water." He says with difficulty.

His voice comes out so weak, it doesn't even sound like that gruff Artur who made anyone shudder just to hear him, I go to the pitcher, pour a glass of water and take a straw leading it to him, who takes small sips and soon is satisfied.

"Where is everyone?" My father finally asks.

"Eating." I answer too quickly.

"And why aren't you there?" He faces me.

"It's nothing, I'm just not hungry, Dad."

"You never could lie." He finishes.

We laughed, but I could still see him trying to pretend he wasn't in pain, I noticed the bite wasn't healing.

"We need to redo the dressings." I say, getting up and starting to remove the bandage from his shoulder, when I'm done I'm startled by the size of the bite.

"I'm going to be fine." He says, noticing my gaze on the wound.

"Of course you will, that's an order." I speak as I clean the bite.

My father will be fine! My father will be fine, I repeated that to myself over and over again, but the wound was ugly, I finished cleaning it and placed my hand over the injured area, wishing I could heal him, wishing I could do something besides a bandage.

"What are you doing?" My father says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"It's nothing, I'm going to bandage you up again."

Finishing the dressing I go to the bathroom to wash my hands, while drying them my vision gets a little blurry, I feel a little weak, I hold on tight to the sink and take a deep breath, I splash water on my face and after a few minutes everything goes back to "normal".

I come out of the bathroom and approach my father's bed.

"I think I better let you rest." I say, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Or you could stay here a while longer, your company made me feel better." He says, raising an eyebrow.

"You know Mom won't like it." I speak knowing perfectly well the mother I have.

"What happened? Did you two argue again?" My father asks, he knew I was almost impossible, but sometimes Mom overdid it, I was the youngest, maybe that was it.

"She always gets annoyed with me, I know I may not be easy, but lately a simple question turns into an argument, tell me Dad, which one of you do I look like when you were young?" I ask, taking a deep breath.

He is silent and watches me thinking about what to say when the door opens.

"What are you doing here? You want to know? It doesn't matter, just let your father rest." My mother speaks as she goes to my father adjusting the pillows.

"See, I told you." I speak getting up and lowering my shoulders.

"Told you what?" She asks, facing my father.

"Dad will tell you, good night." I speak turning and walking to the door.

I grab the doorknob and with the door ajar I hear my father call me.

"Arya…" He says calmly.

"Yes, Dad."

"You, you're like me." Dad speaks with a smile spreading across his lips.

I give him a huge smile upon hearing this.

"Good night!" I say and close the door, going to my room still with the same wide smile.

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