Chapter 34


    “Do not worry; the physicians at the settlement will take charge until you return tomorrow,” he assured


    her. He took hold of his ck singlet and yanked it over his head, leaving him n*ked from the waist up.


    She silently stared at him with eyes filled with intent. His shoulder was broad and defined, with muscles


    she had only seen in movies in the past. This was her weakness, and it will be hell keeping a focused


    mind through all this.


    “This is the most n*ked I will be with you.” He said, breaking her out of her thought.


    As if it made things any better.


    She was in hell, and the sweat tickling down her face told her she was. How was she going to bear


    being close to that literal. hotness without losing control and doing more with her hands than she


    should?


    What was wrong with her, and why was she acting like a h orny teenager?


    “Alright then, let me take a look,” she said, and she stepped towards him, shoving all the dirty and


    profane thoughts away from her mind.


    She came to stand before him and then examined the skin of his upper b*dy. From afar and without


    concentration, everything looked fine, but the closer she got and the more intent she looked, the clearer


    the changes in his b*dy became.


    It took over an hour of careful examination, and she learned a few things.


    What he had wasn’t a gue; from what she had studied and learned so far, the life span of a gue


    was three years, and that was in rare cases; most didn’t make it past their first year. Yes, he was the


    Lycan king: he could indeed subdue it, but there was more to it.”


    “I think this is more than just a gue, she told him, taking a step back for the first time in over an hour


    of close-up examination. “It has a few simrities with the gue of the other Lycans, but this is so


    different from what they had. Yours moves differently from theirs and also feels differently. She had


    touched him andpared the extent.


    She stared at him after he became silent and didn’t respond to her observation. Is there something


    more I need to know?”


    She saw a flicker in his eyes, but before she could discern it, it disappeared. “You’re right, this is more


    than a gue; it is at curse,” he answered.


    Once again, he had seeded in leaving her in a state of confusion.


    “You said it was a gue?” She reminded him of the words he had used to describe his ailment


    yesterday.


    She didn’t appreciate hisck of forwardness with her, and it was making it very hard to trust the words


    he was saying now.


    “Yes, it is a gue, but it sprouted as a result of a curse. Most gues in the world’s history are the


    result of a curse.”


    “What sort of curse is that, then?” she asked.


    “A curse cannot be ced on the Lycan king by any other living being, and so the schr deduced it


    was ced by the moon goddess herself.”


    It turned out that the more he answered her questions, the more confused she became, and that wasn’t


    good.


    “You were cursed by the moon goddess?” she eximed, and her eyes were wide with disbelief.


    She didn’t think such was even possible to begin with. The goddess loves her children, and thest


    thing she would do is allow any to suffer, so why did she do this?


    He pressed his l*ps together and nodded.


    “What did you do?”


    She didn’t want to sound judgmental, but the goddess ways were always pure, and she wouldn’t ce


    a curse on her child if he didn’t do anything to deserve it. She was the perfect representation of justice


    and fairness.


    “I made a mistake. I was young. I was foolish, and I made a terrible decision that brought about the


    deaths of over three hundred lives, and as payment, the goddess ced this curse on me,”


    Fiona crossed her arms over her chest. “You are going to have to do more than this summary you have


    given me,” she told him. Yes, she was asking for much here, but she deserved to know. If she was


    going to try and find a way out of his curse, then the least she needed was the entire truth that led to


    this point.


    He sighed and nodded. Fine, then you should sit because it is a long story”


    She obliged and took her seat on the mahogany bench in the room, which was far from him, yet she


    could hear him.


    “I lost my parents fifteen years ago, and I was barely fifteen. They lost their lives fighting the gue and


    the rebels, and after getting the gue, they didn’t return home and instead continued fighting the


    gue till theirst breath. While they were battling the gue, my father gave instructions for


    fortifications around each pack estate-a way to keep the rebels out and also to keep the pack members


    in. At his death. I became the Lycan king, the youngest to ever be, and the responsibility passed to me.


    I had to make sound decisions about the gue and the rebels, and for the first five years of ruling, we


    did our best to tame and control the gue and the rebels as well. They moved from towns and


    battling the rebels, and I kept losing men and people while trying to save eachmunity they


    attacked. With every loss, it took a while to recover, and I didn’t know what to do. So, ten years ago. I


    made a n: the nextmunity they attacked would be theirst.”


    “How did you do that, then? Fiona asked, knowing that was not something that could be done without


    endangering a lot of innocent people.


    “We had gotten information about where they would attack next, and I instructed the king’s force to


    stand down, and when they entered Freefield, a southernmunity, the king’s force would lock the


    Fiona gasped and covered her mouth, knowing what that meant. His decision to tame the rebels and


    the gue had led him to condemn the innocent along with the guilty


    “We had victory over the rebels for a while, but at the cost of over three hundred lives in the Freefield


    that made her heart go out to him.


    “The king’s force returned and told me how it all went; many were traumatised by the experience. They


    told me they heard. the cries of children and babies within themunities, and they couldn’t do


    anything about it. Many of the king force killed themselves just to stop the nightmare and the evil they


    had done. I grieved and mourned my wrong. If I had taken another route and sought better counsel,


    then perhaps there could have been another way that would have saved the lives of the innocent. I was


    desperate, and in my desperation, I ended an entiremunity. He paused and pressed his l*ps


    together.


    “It was my pain, my wrong, and I knew it. These marks appeared on my b*dy shortly after. I believed it


    was the tears of the moon goddess. Of course, that wasn’t the end of the rebels, though. We enjoyed


    peace and thought we had put an end to them, but we didn’t They were only kept at bay, recovering


    from their loss and taking their time. They attacked again five years ago. First, they attacked the


    Langheldmunity and then carried on from there. They have since been rampaging and causing


    chaos in themunity. Out of the one hundred and fiftymunities in the werewolf world, they have


    afflicted over one hundred and twenty. It was a lost battle, and we needed help, so we came to you.”


    what to


    “I do not know what to say. She told him, and he didn’t look as though he med her.


    “A part of me wanted to protect this truth and keep it hidden, but I can’t. You need to know what you are


    dealing with. He confessed, “There is a way out of my gue, and only the healer with the silver fur


    can help me,”


    He was right; this truly was a lot of truth revealed, and many would have kept it hidden in order to


    protect their image before others. He had chosen truth over it all, and though the act he hadmitted


    in the past was horrible, he was a much different man from who he was then. From everything he had


    told her, she knew he still carried the guilt of his actions from teb years ago. He was not a perfect man,


    just one with many scars that have be a part of him. He was like everyone of


    them, with pain, guilt, and shorings.


    “I do not know if I can do anything, but I will do whatever I can,” she assured him with a nod of her


    head.


    “Thank you. That is all I need,” he told her, and he put all his clothes back on.


    “What are you doing?” she asked, surprised that he was wearing his clothes instead of starting her


    healing.


    “You need me half-n*ked to heal me?” he asked, a brow on his rose.


    She pressed her l*ps together and remained silent, realising he was right. He didn’t have to be half-


    n*ked for her to heal him. She didn’t mind if he was, though.


    “No, you do not have to be n*ked; I can do what I need to do as long as I hold your hand.” She replied.


    “That’s good to hear, then.” He smiled at her.


    His gue was nothing like what she had dealt with in the settlement. Yes, she discovered she could


    heal him after close examination, but the cost of it was great. He was right when he said she wouldn’t


    have the strength to do anything else.


    Healing the gue of the other Lycans at the settlement made her hungry and a little weak. Healing his


    left her in a state of hunger, hallucination, and extreme exhaustion, and she wasn’t even taking away


    the entirety of his gue. She had to heal him at a slow pace, or she would die if she attempted to take


    it all upon herself.


    In total, she had spent three hours with him. One hour for his examination, and the two hours that


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    followed to heal a portion of his curse. In those two hours, she took breaks every five minutes just to


    eat and regain her lost strength. It was necessary, and he understood. Hallucination was thest thing


    she expected, as she had never had that side effect before, but it came with it.


    After the session ended, she asked him if he felt any change, and he told her he did. He told her a part


    of him he thought had died hade back to life.


    “You do not have to bring me out, my king; you can easily tell one of your se rvants to do this while you


    stay in,” she told him. Yes, she was healing him and breaking his curse, but that didn’t make her more


    than she already was. She was a healer, and he was the Lycan king


    This is the least I can do for what you are doing for me. He told her casually.


    They stepped out together and approached Jace, who stood beside her car. Her escort immediately


    stepped forward, took hold of her hand, and helped her into the car.


    “Take her home and help her into the house; she is really exhausted. He told Jace, though his gaze


    remained on her in the


    CAT.


    “I will,” Jace answered before entering the car.


    After they arrived home, Jace helped her get into the mansion and then into her room.


    She told him she could help herself from then on, and he understood and tumed to leave when Fiona


    called to him.


    Jace.” He hatred and turned to her.


    “I forgive you for what you did,” she told him, and she saw the look of relief wash over his face. “We do


    not make the best decisions when we are desperate, and I understand why you did what you did. You


    are not a horrible person. I see that now!


    He bowed his head, grateful for her words. “Thank you, Ms. Lawson:


    She smiled and said, “You’re wee, Mr. Cruise!