Chapter 90
Amelia's POV
I could hardly believe what he was telling me. It felt like he had suddenly hit his head on something and now he wasn't normal anymore. What was he suggesting? That I lead? Could he even hear himself? How was that even possible? Where was I going to start from? They don't even respect me.
"The elders," I told him, trying to get him to understand what I really think about this and how I feel about his suggestion. I would be able to hold the force while the alpha is away, feeling sick and injured. But that doesn't mean that I couldn't take over, but taking over for a second.
"Three last editions, of course they do. You have no idea what your reputation is. You are famous if you don't know about it now." I looked at him in disbelief. I did really think that he was the kind of person to deceive me. But this time around, that's all I could think of. He wasn't the kind of person to bend the truth just because he wanted to offer encouragement.
But I also knew what the chances were. "You are famous and you have a good reputation. You have no idea how much they respect you. And what everyone thinks of you, you won't know. They think you can do it unless you try." He told me his words were encouraging. Yes, he spoke words, but I couldn't bring myself to accept it.
"Come on, let's stop lingering," he told me. I had not already been in agreement. We didn't quite agree with each other on this issue, but it was fine. We wouldn't even come to a conclusion later on about it.
"We need to take the alpha to be treated right now," he said. "That was the most important thing later on. We could come along with various solutions and various other ways we could keep the pack together, but right now we're simply here to do our best to make sure that he came out alive."
Momentarily, the history I got uncovered, I was doing this duty that Rikar was imposing on me right now because of it alone made me happy and gave me a little motivation on what to do next. The cars were driving speedily down again. Yes, one of the best hospitals in the town was in this place. But I somehow had a feeling that everyone didn't know what was wrong with him.
"They're going to mention someone because he lost," I heard someone say. I looked so tender; it was not even right at this time around. It was an elder, one that seemed to be held in high regard because of the way the others looked at him.
I think suddenly that I was in the room right now, there seemed to be some kind of counseling going on. How did I just say that? What did I do? I couldn't just say at all. I didn't have any idea.
"Where is Raka?" That was the next question I asked myself to realize what was actually going on. And there is my finger of support, who was Raka and who let him be with me through all of these matters and tied me through it all.
I noticed that everybody was nodding their head in agreement now. I thought about what he had said. "Magical healers," he asked. What did he suggest? I wanted to ask a question but I didn't know if it was a good idea for me to display my ignorance here. After all, I was too ragged and used in this part, and as much as I had been studying, as much as I had come to learn, I didn't easily know everything. Not yet. And it was going to take me a lot more.
I just couldn't bottle it in. The emotions within me now were coming out in words. As much as I would love to stay silent and sing, as much as I would love to lead them to rule and do everything, I found myself taking it upon myself. I found myself exercising the rights that I was entitled to as the lunar of the pack.
Even though, technically, it came down to the boat, of course, I was simply playing the actress right there. "A skilled magical healer is really a pleasure to me," I said. "Magical killers are the best. In this particular situation, I'm pretty sure they'll be able to take care of the alpha and nurse him back to full health."
The others were not ready to know, but I was already shaking my head. Which crime I was against, I had learned a lesson. The memories were fuzzy, but the lesson remained. All those shady feelings. Anything that I had to do with darkness and stuff like that, I knew that it was a mistake to get involved and engage them. Good wishes or bad wishes, I just wasn't about to get myself involved and I wasn't about to put his life on the line in the hopes that it would be efficient.
"What about the doctors, the normal ones?" I questioned. "What about where would he last?"
He thought about it for a moment. "The doctors can't do this, obviously," he started slowly. "Where would he last? Well, they are good, but I won't say they are the best."
I cut him short. "Where would he last, as it is now," I told him, a simple command, but I felt convinced, and nothing was going to change my mind.
He frowned. "Your Highness, it is my illness suggestion," he started, but this time I raised my voice and kept it firm. Maybe the last time they couldn't hear me, exactly because of the fact that I was still making up my mind. But right now, I had this all made up, and there were no changes.
"Where will he last? Where will he last?" I told him once again, my voice through this resolution and strength. He stared at me for a couple of seconds, like he couldn't believe that I was actually opposing him. But finally, he nodded and bowed.
"Yes," he said. Simple agreement, but it was all I needed. I smiled at him in agreement. I'm glad that he wouldn't quarrel with me about this any longer because I just couldn't. Maybe the decision was a bit incursive on my part, but there was no doubt. A couple of them were smiling at me. I didn't understand why there seemed to be some pride of some sort in their eyes.
But I appreciated that they supported me. As long as I wasn't alone, it was fine. Now, I see that I have the best consolation right now. I would have thought that it was simply because he wasn't allowed to be in this angle. It was extremely for the most important officials like the elders of the pack. I already need to have the better of the alpha. There was something like a second to the team, and then he had exclusive rights to be in the stand of me, and for him not to be here, something was wrong.
I did it all, however, I left myself somehow trusting that I would find him along the way, fairly enough. When I was thinking about him, he seemed to appear. I was in love. It told me that I needed to stop. I was born in an instant, landing a hug from his arm that was too beautiful. I mean that it's probably hurting me, Missou, but I couldn't help myself right now.
"You really come for a horse. I'm a little bit more than a day. Thank you for the day," he thought he could handle it. He was simply taking my commitment. He said he was a man. I found a thing to do before I finally said that. He said he was a man. About the best I could do. In retaliation for what he had done.
"It's for your own good," he told me.
"Don't," I think, cut him short, simply. "Not another word," I told him. He nodded silently. We fell at each other for a while before he burst out laughing, and I did too.
"But really, he didn't have done that," I told him. "You have no idea how scared I was."
"At least you are better now. You are going to have to be alone in most of this. So it's best you get used to it as soon as possible," he told me, and I nodded. I understood why he had done it, even though it didn't make things any better for me. However, it was already done, and the results were clear.
It was clear. I was bolder than before. Better. He had the credit for that, even though he was caught the punishment with some terrible reward. Thinking about it now, that had been his life so far. Punishment and nothing for the good things he had done.
I decided that I wouldn't do the same to him. He had been working with strength. I was going to be different. I would appreciate it.
"Thank you," I told him. Now then. I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek. I could see his eyes widened. I could see his brain processing from where I stood. He didn't reply, but I didn't make him so. I was already walking away.