Chapter 23: Her Second Chance Alpha

Once I had come too after the attack, my Wolf was frantic to know what had happened to her mate. Both of us had been shocked when the red wolf pushed the door open and walked into the hospital room.

Sasha was howling like crazy in my head in excitement. He looked to have an internal battle going on within himself as his wolf looked between me and Holly. Then out of no where he went after Holly. I made a move to step in between the two to hopefully stop him from doing something stupid, but it didn't work and he knocked me away, causing me to hit my head.

I'm the only one in the pack that has seen Holly's wolf, and let me tell you that Andra is not a wolf to f*ck with. Andra is easily twice my wolf's size. She could have torn him into tiny pieces if she wanted to.

I had hoped the bond that we shared would stop him, but it was almost as if he was possessed. His body and mind seemed to be working as if on auto pilot doing whatever it had been told to do and I had no way to stop it.

Knight was surprised, to say the least, when Holly told him that the rogue was my mate during my break down in the office. I have never seen the Alpha act that way, but being it was his own mate that was apparently the target, would merit that type of reaction.

But Holly didn't back down and fought back against her own mate for me. I was beyond grateful that she had talked Knight into allowing my mate's trail to be held here instead of in the royal pack.

It's been several days since that night and I've spent almost every day down in the cells with Liam and when I'm not with him I spend a lot of time in the pack Library trying to find anything that could help explain the situation with him.

My wolf and I have a suspicion that he and the other rogues who attacked the pack may have been under some kind of magic. With Liam being the only rogue to survive, we don't have a way to find out for sure without the help of a witch. The last thing he says he can remember before the hospital was being out with his friends in Shreveport. He has no memory of anything that happened in between those days.

Since he does not have any compulsions to try and take the Luna anymore, we think the mating bond was strong enough to finally over ride the effects of the magic. I have not mentioned my theory to anyone just yet, but the doctor is supposed to come and give him a check-up and run tests to see if there is anything else there that might cause memory loss.

If magic is involved, then it will not show up in any type of medical test though.

Sasha is depressed about not being allowed to be with her mate and she has not talked to me very much in the past few days. Even when I shift she is still quiet and refuses to speak, the most I can get out of her is whines and whimpering.

Right now I'm combing through book after book in the library hoping to come across anything that can help.

*knock knock knock*

Looking up, I saw my big brother standing in the doorway looking at me with concern. This is not the first time he has seen me here like this. "You can't keep doing this, you know." He says, walking over to the table I am currently sitting at.

"I have to try and find something. Anything to prove that he did not do this on his own free will Eric." The desperation in my voice is prevalent as I continue to flip through the pages of the old books. "I can't just give up and let the Elders sentence him to die."

He pulls out a chair next to me and picks up a book, opening it.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Isn't it obvious, I'm helping my baby sister." He says, turning his attention to his current book.

His brows drew together in a confused look, then looking up, his eyes scanned the rest of the books I had collected on the table. Some I have already looked through, some that I have yet to make it to.

"Sara, why are all these books about magic and witches? He asked, his eyes now locked with mine.

Crap I kind of hoped he might overlook that, but being the Beta means you notice everything.

Sighing, I guess there really isn't a reason to keep it to myself any longer. Having the help might help me find the solution faster.

"Sasha and I believe that Liam may have been under some kind of spell."

Shock crosses his features as he takes in that information.

"Why do you think that?" He asked.

"I mean, what else would be able to cause someone to be completely oblivious to their actions and then not remember what they had done?"

"You know that's a good point. I did not think about that. We do not have a lot of witches in this area though." He says as he continues flipping through the book in front of him.

"Yea, but it doesn't mean that they could not have come from elsewhere. There are a lot of witches in New Orleans. Silver Bow could have easily recruited one from there." I said, realizing that fact myself.

"But this would have to be Black Magic. Most witches do not openly practice it. They wouldn't just go around asking if a witch does black magic or not."

"So if it is some kind of black magic, then Silver Bow would already have to know this witch." I said.

Nodding his head, Eric added, "Yes, word would get around if there was anyone asking about it."

"What about white magic?" I asked, "Would a white witch be able to tell if black magic had been used on someone?"

"Maybe, I am not sure about how the hocus pocus stuff works, but I guess they might be able to." He says, meeting my gaze. A smile spread across my face now, hope now blooming in my heart.

Sasha also begins to perk up as she listens to our conversation.

"If we can get a white witch here and she can tell if black magic was used, do you think he would be allowed out?" I asked hopefully.

Watching Eric's face fall slightly, he shook his head, "I can't answer that Sara. That would be up to Jason and the Elders. After the way Knight acted the other night, I highly doubt it."

"Can we at least try? What would it hurt?" I said, pleading with my brother to help me save my mate's life.

Another sigh leaves him as he closes his book and reaches over the table, taking my hands in his. "I will see what I can do." He raises his hand to stop me as he sees my excitement building, "There is no guarantee that this will turn out how we hope it will. I just want you to be prepared. Just in case." He added softly.

"I know" I said, looking back at him, "Thank you for at least trying for me."

He kisses the top of my head as he stands up from the table.

"I'll always help you Sara,", he says, and leaves me alone in the library once again.

"I hope he can help", Sasha suddenly said, and tears instantly sprung to my eyes, upon hearing her voice again.

"Me too"