The King (Book 1)

CHAPTER 4

"Got it," she replied. "Let's go doc," the she-wolf called out heading towards the door, as an old man got up from his chair, and followed behind her.

What an odd female. Glaring at the pack doctor as he walked through the door. Eric couldn't help but think about the she-wolf named Blake. There were many things that were bothering him, what was her relationship with Alpha Seth and who was this Ross person. Was Ross her lover? No, the connection between her and Alpha Seth said that they were in a relationship beyond Alpha and Bate. Was Ross her pup? Why else could she leave and not come back if she had a pup to watch over? The thought of the she-wolf having a pup nearly infuriated him and he didn't have a clue as to why it bothered him so, other than it did.

Blake peeled her blood-stained shirt from her skin, throwing the material onto the infirmity room floor, she moved her back from side to side, stretching the muscles in her back.

"You should be more careful, Blake," Dr. Milliken sighed, shutting the door to the room.

"I'm fine," she replied mimicking his tone.

Dr. Milliken glare at her through his half cut glasses. With another sigh, he walked towards her, "well let's have a look."

Blake obeyed willingly, sitting in the computer chair with no back. Dr. Milliken looked closely at her back, arms, chest, and stomach. He glanced down to her legs seeing no problems. "Any pain?" he asked.

"No."

"How about when you shift? Or are you still avoiding the shifting?"

"I'm avoiding," Blake replied. She placed her hand over her shoulder that still bared the scar of the silver bullet that hit her five years ago.

"Still hurts?"

"My wolf form is slow and always feels pain."

"And your human form?"

"Ever now and again it pinches but it doesn't last long. Why you ask?"

"It's about your appointment the other day," he said taking a seat in the chair on the other of the room. "The x-ray we took shows the sliver is still your body and growing."

"I see," Blake sighed in disappointment.

Five years ago, when Blake was shot with the silver bullet, it was shown that it was not just any silver bullet. It was a strange new bullet that was able to liquify and explore throughout her entire body that nearly killed her in a span of just two months after being shot. Even with the bullet safely out of her shoulder all those years ago, the silver was still inside her, and it was able to grow like a disease. Only now it wasn't inside her bloodstream but in fact inside her bones.

"How long . . . how long do I have to live."

"Blake, we can try another-"

"How long!" she yelled throwing herself out of her chair.

"I don't know for sure, but my guess is two weeks," he whispered.

"Two . . . two weeks. That's all I have?"

He nodded his head, "The silver is growing rapidly than before. I don't know why it is."

"Does anyone else know about this?" she asked.

"No, I thought about telling the Alpha-"

"Don't" she spoke quickly, "don't tell anyone." She couldn't believe what she was hearing, just two weeks.

"Blake, we can find a way around this," The doctor said placing a hand on her bare shoulder.

Blake wanted to cry, yell, scream to the ends of the Earth. "What . . . for the past five years, I've been in and out of this place. I've been going through surgery after surgery, to get the sliver out of my body and you haven't done one successful damn operation on me!" she furiously yelled, turning away from the doctor, she held her tears in, "I can't keep doing this doc. My brother, the Alpha, I can't keep hiding this." Blake took a deep breath before looking at the doctor, "I thought for sure we were in the clear but this is the reality, right."

"Blake-"

"Don't bother doc, I don't need your words of hope."

"Blake there may well be away, but it could, well you may not like it."

"What doc, what do I have to lose at this point." Blake looked into the dark blue eyes of the doctor before her.

Nodding his head, "Very well. You hear the story of the Moon Goddess the one of Everlasting."

"A child's tale," she waved a hand, "The Everlasting aren't real." Blake sneered.

The Everlasting was a tale of Twelve Guardians who held a piece of the Moon Goddess within them, making them immortal. The Everlasting were wolves that sacrificed everything to the Goddess including their own lives. Like the Moon Goddess, they shared her appearances, white hair, pure ice blue eyes, pale fair skin, and the mark of the moon. Rumor had it that the Everlasting held strange powers in order to protect the twelve packs. But those were only stories that parents told to their young. Even Blake's own mother told the tales of the great Moon Warriors, known as the Everlasting.

"The Everlasting are as real as you and I are."

"And you want me to believe that the Everlasting are going to save me from the sliver."

"No," he said in all sincerity, "You can be an Everlasting."

Blake couldn't believe the doctor, he was crazy to even think that a child's tale would save her.

"And how do you suppose one can become an Everlasting. Everyone knows the tales that the Everlasting were chosen since the day they were born and they had to do something of great sacrifice or die to even awaken the Moon Goddess gift. Meaning there is a chance I'm not even an Everlasting also meaning there is a fifty-fifty chance that I'll die anyway.

"It's all we have at this point. What do you have to lose?" He asked mimicking her from before.

"Everything," She replied in a whisper.