CHAPTER 211: CHAPTER 211

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]

It’s been a week.

The battle inside the walls of Silver Crescent had finally eased. But the damage was worse than any of us expected. Half of the pack’s territory was burned to ashes, and that was Liam’s focus after he recovered from all the injuries he got when Olivia attacked him.

So many nights passed that I couldn’t sleep. Even after Olivia was caught by Dominic and his men, it was hard to ignore the scary possibilities that might still come because I knew The Fang Trinity and the Black Claws would never stop going after me and my twins.

Dominic was doing his best to strengthen the defense of the territory. He patrolled the area himself with his Gamma Patrol Men, making sure the city wouldn’t be infiltrated by the enemies and the assassins of those wretched organizations.

After I made sure Devon and Diana were already asleep, I walked to the window and stared outside, letting all the fearful thoughts flow through my head. I didn’t know what would happen next, but what was important for me and Dominic was to keep the children safe from the enemies.

I made sure to visit the dungeon daily, and only Dominic and I have the card key to open the cell where we all imprisoned Olivia.

Liam and Dominic made that glass prison impenetrable. It was also made of moonstone, making it impossible for Olivia to transport using her shadows and smoke.

Killian helped design it. He was the one who suggested mixing the moonstone with the glass, and I am satisfied that it did work; after Olivia was tossed inside, she wasn’t able to use her shadows to get out.

And I couldn’t believe it’s been a week since that nightmare happened.

I lifted my face to watch the beautiful full moon above the clear sky and wondered. What is the Moon Goddess’s plan for me? For my family? What is her plan for Dominic? I knew that his powers could still suppress the curse, but for how long? How long would he have to suffer until we find a way to expel it from him?

Where will we be able to find a cure for this?

I snugged my jacket against me and glanced at the kids. Diana and Devon shouldn’t be experiencing things like this. All I wanted was a peaceful life when we moved here to Silver Crescent, but I had no idea what happened. Why did all of this happen?

A few months ago, they were all just our babies. Now, I couldn’t believe they were already fighting beside me and their father for the peace and safety of this pack.

Dominic’s life was in danger, and I had to do something about the curse. I couldn’t bear to sleep at night knowing he suffers in silence, not telling me what he truly feels about it, because he didn’t want to worry me.

But I knew.

I knew he was suffering. I knew that he was trying to keep on going because that was what he thought he had to do—to protect and to lead the pack. He’s the Alpha of Silver Crescent, and what was going on in his territory was a huge catastrophe to his people.

And somehow, I felt guilty because I thought I brought this disaster here to him. I felt like I was the reason why he had to suffer like this. For choosing me despite the council’s advice that it was a bad idea to bring us back to Silver Crescent.

We love each other. So f*cking much and yet there are still fears and doubts in our hearts. I could still sense that Dominic was reluctant to open his heart to me, and I felt the same way. We were both scared. But we were both willing to die for each other if it meant each of us could survive to protect the twins.

I let out a heavy breath and picked up the notebook that was lying on the table near the window. Lena’s diary. Even at that moment, I couldn’t believe she was gone. It was as if, even in death, she was still protecting me, Dominic, and the kids.

“I miss you, Lena,” I murmured as I ran my fingers on the cover of her diary, and tears threatened to roll down my face. “I am so sorry I wasn’t able to protect you the way you protected us all. I am so sorry I wasn’t there to help you when you needed me. I love you. Thank you for guiding me and the kids to safety. We always miss you here.”

A falling star that passed through the clear night sky caught my eye, and it pulled the corner of my lips into a smile, as if it were a sign from Lena that she heard what I said. It brought me peace of mind, knowing that wherever she was, she was happy and still guiding me and her son, no matter what.

“Thank you, Lena,” I murmured, smiling sadly to the moon, and then my attention went down to the diary once again. I flipped through the pages and stopped when I saw the familiar writing of Dominic’s mom in neat cursive. My heart started to race when I read the word "curse" in it.

“The only way to lift the curse lies in the Black Forest. In the very heart of it lies the Moon Wolf Spring, which is sealed by the dark forces and requires the blood from a Primordial Clan and its mate to open it.”

My voice was shaky and my lips trembled as I murmured the words. My eyes were wide. Could it be the answer to my prayers? The answer to curing my husband’s curse? My breath started to feel heavy as I dragged my hand from my mouth down my chin. The diary was still in my shaking hand as I paced back and forth inside the twins’ room.

“A spring in the heart of the Black Forest,” I repeated to myself as I stared at the floor, my mind trying to remember every part of the Black Forest I saw. The only waters I could remember were either the falls where the Moon Altar was or the underground lake, where the ancient library, which had already collapsed after we escaped from it.

Should I tell my husband?

With quick steps, I went outside the room and straight to the hallway. Guards continued to patrol the entire pack house where we decided to stay, ensuring that we were all protected twenty-four hours a day. Devon and Diana wanted to stay in the small house, but Dominic insisted that we couldn’t go back there while there were still threats inside the territory.

My husband had been working night and day and would only go back here to see the kids before they sleep. We barely see each other after the battle because of the endless meetings he had with the other Alphas from the nearby packs that were also attacked by the shadow werewolves and the black organizations that wanted to erase Dominic and their people.

There was a silent tension between the pack leaders, and they all pointed their fingers at me and the children, blaming us for all these unfortunate things that were happening to their cities.

Dominic had been doing his best to make them understand that the Fang Trinity and the Black Claws were the real problem and had to be eliminated before the enemies had the chance to destroy the smaller pack inside these areas.

My hands were trembling as I held the diary tight, still thinking about whether it was a good idea that I had to tell this to my husband, knowing that he already had too much on his hands.

When I went to his study, I was surprised that the door was slightly open and there were Gamma officials who were listening to the instructions he was giving to them. My heart sank at the look on my husband’s face. It was obvious that he had lost some weight after patrolling each day around the Whole Silver Crescent area, making sure the gates and walls were strong against the enemies.

There were bags under his eyes, and his shoulders drooped as he talked like a drunk guy because of exhaustion. I could sense the worry and concern of his men as they stared at him and listened while he provided them with new information and orders.

No. I believe it would be best if I manage this myself.

I had a feeling as well that Dominic wouldn’t let me go back to Black Forest when all the dangers were there. With his overprotectiveness, He wouldn’t let me take the risk to go to that spring. He wouldn’t let me do this despite the possibility that it could save him.

But we didn’t have much time left. I had to get the cure before the curse took over my husband’s body and killed him. Dominic always risked his life for us. And I decided it was my time to do the same.

I would save my husband no matter what.

Biting my lower lip hard, I silently stepped away from his room and shoved the diary into the back pocket of my faded jeans, with the new hope that this would be the answer to my prayers.

There was one thing I needed to confirm first, though.

And that was where I was heading.