Chapter 25 The Moon's Fault
What had just happened?
"Are you alright, Your Majesty?" A caregiver approaches me, confused, observing me to understand what had happened.
"It was nothing." I feign a calm smile, trying not to show that I was in pain. "I think it's anxiety and worry about the king. You can go, I'll try everything after I rest a bit."
They all look at me doubtfully and leave the room, closing the door. I stare at the jewel and then at my reddened hand. The pain was already going away and Harper was already healing me. But why had that happened?
I slowly bring my hand close to the gold belt and before touching the object I already feel a burning sensation. It was as if a simple object was warning me to stay away from it.
Celestial jewels.
The names echo in my head. They were jewels made by the pure, for the pure. That must be the reason the jewels were burning me.
"What am I going to do?" I question myself in a whisper.
I sit on the floor and lean my back against the bed. Of course, another obstacle would appear. Something else telling me that I don't belong in this world. The difference is that there would be no way out or solution.
I couldn't simply choose not to wear those jewels. What would I tell everyone? That I was allergic to gold? I huff in anger, hiding my face in my knees.
"That's not a bad idea." I can sense the amusement behind Harper's words.
"This isn't a joke." I say angrily.
"I just think you're exaggerating."
"Am I exaggerating?" I ask sarcastically.
"Yes. After all, according to that book, you are the most powerful creature in this entire kingdom. I'm sure that, just as you managed to hide your hybrid traits, you'll be able to fool a simple jewel."
Fool a simple jewel. Could I?
"Even if I could do that, it's not right to do it!" I conclude, trying to find another solution.
"Why not?"
"It's a celestial jewel! Something sacred to the pure and all of the kingdom. How do you think everyone, including Conrad, would react when they found out I used dark magic on their sacred jewels? I'm not going to destroy something they've dedicated centuries to keeping immaculate."
It was decided for me. I would have to find another way out. That was out of the question. When Conrad arrived, I would have to find a good excuse to explain why I didn't want to use those jewels.
"Then start thinking of a good excuse, because I feel our companion is coming home," Harper says, startling me.
I was on the balcony of our room, staring sharply at the moon.
"What kind of game are you playing with me?" I questioned, even without knowing if the goddess found me interesting enough to take the time to listen to me. "You son of a bitch, my first mate. You made me feel all the pain of rejection and humiliation. I watched my first mate get married the day after breaking our bond, and I know you felt my pain!" I accused her. "And you sent me another mate, who loves me and does everything for me, but we are from completely different worlds! Darkness and light will never end up together. So why torture me even more?" I questioned, feeling the hatred growing in my chest.
I turned my back to the moon and went into the room. I went to the bathroom and washed my face, scrubbing the water forcefully. My head wouldn't stop racing for a second, and the pain in my chest intensified. Would Conrad find out? Would he reject me? I wouldn't be able to survive this!
The pain I felt just imagining losing Conrad didn't compare to the pain I felt when I was rejected for the first time. And because of that, I was sure I would die the moment Conrad rejected me.
I was no longer in the castle, so I quickly wiped my face. I looked in the mirror and noticed my tired eyes. I put on some blush and applied it to my cheeks, hoping it would make me look more alive.
"My love?" I heard Conrad searching for me in the room.
I walked quickly towards him. I examined his body from afar to make sure he wasn't hurt. I let out a sigh of relief and went towards him, snuggling into his arms.
His warm body came into contact with mine and had the power to calm my thoughts.
"Are you alright?" he asked, still hugging me tightly.
"I'm fine," he replied, and I knew he was smiling. "You don't need to worry about me," he said, and I looked at him immediately.
"That's impossible!" I replied immediately. "Why didn't you answer my messages?" I ask, remembering how worried I was.
"My phone broke and I didn't have time to buy another one," he replies, taking his phone out of his pocket and showing it to me.
It felt like a rock had fallen on the phone, more than once.
"Why weren't you eating properly?" I ask again, but this time I cross my arms and look at him seriously.
"I was eating," he lies, then lowers his head at my accusatory look. "I was eating, but I couldn't have all my meals. There was too much to deal with, and I still don't have answers for anything that's happening," he finishes, frustrated.
Conrad sits on the bed and runs his hands over his face, showing his tiredness. I drop my accusatory expression and walk towards him. I put my legs on either end of his body and sit on his lap.
His hands immediately go to my waist, squeezing tightly. I control the moan that wanted to escape. It wasn't the time to chase my mate and use his exhaustion against him. I would still chase him, of course, but when I was rested and well.
"Do you want to tell me what happened?" I ask after quickly kissing his lips.
Conrad sighs wearily and his hands begin to wander over my back.
"Ten more wolves and two warlocks are missing. No trace, no evidence. They heard screams, but there was no sign of abduction. Everything was perfectly aligned and there were no footprints. The packs are scared and several alphas came to visit me. Everyone wants to know what happened and I simply don't know how to answer them. Because I don't know what's happening either. I've never seen this before," he says, looking at a random point on the ground with a thoughtful expression.