The Alpha's forbidden omega mate - Chapter 62: Chapter 62
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Rowan’s POV:
Korvash led me to a hidden valley filled with calming, earthy smells.
“Our healers will examine you,” he said.
“But don’t tell anyone what you learn here. This knowledge is for you alone.”
An old woman with piercing green eyes stepped forward and gently touched my temples.
“The Larva is buried deep inside you,” she murmured, her voice soft but serious. “Its roots have grown through your family for ages.”
I tensed up, worry flooding me.
How could I save my family from this curse without putting Catrina in danger? The woman sensed my fear and shook her head.
“Don’t worry, young alpha,” she said calmly.
“The goddess speaks of two souls, bound together but kept apart by forces beyond your control. Together, you and your mate will defeat this evil, but not through force. You need compassion and understanding.”
Her words echoed in my ears – It was like she’d reached into my mind and plucked out my deepest fears and hopes.
This whole clan… they were something else.
Back home, even with the pack, we’d gone soft.
We lived amongst humans, acted like them most of the time.
Sure, we shifted when needed, protected our territory, but this raw power, this connection to something ancient… I hadn’t felt anything like it.
They weren't just strong, they were connected to something beyond themselves. They weren’t just wolves, they were… well, them. Something older, more primal.
I couldn’t help but wonder if this was what my ancestors felt like, before the world changed, before they’d become more like the humans we were trying to blend in with.
Had they been like this, so connected to the earth, the energy of the world around them? Or was it just a different kind of power, one that I couldn’t quite understand?
I could picture the faces back home…
Would Catrina even believe it? She'd probably think it was wonderful, even romantic, but then, she always saw the best in everyone.
Derek might, he was always the more spiritual one, the one who listened to his gut, not just what he could see.
But Isabelle? She’d probably scoff and tell me to rip someone’s throat out to solve the problem. The old ways die hard in her.
She's still convinced that strength is the only answer, and sometimes, that's true. But this, this felt different.
Trusting the Drakor felt like jumping off a cliff without knowing if there was water below.
But I had to at least try.
What if they knew something, something that could break this cycle that had plagued my family for generations? What if they actually had the answer to saving my pack?
My heart pounded as I considered all the possibilities. This could be the answer to all my prayers, or it could be the biggest mistake of my life.
Korvash must have sensed my hesitation.
“I know this is hard to accept, Rowan Magnus,” he said, his voice deep.
“But the goddess has shown us that you’re the only one who can break this curse on your family.”
I frowned, skeptical. “What exactly does the goddess want from me? I won’t put Catrina or our pup at risk.”
The older werewolf’s expression hardened a bit.
“This won’t be easy, young alpha. There’s a dangerous mission you must complete first. Only then can we share what we know.”
Alarmed, I asked, “A mission? What are you asking?”
Korvash raised a hand to calm me down. “Peace, Rowan. This isn’t just any task. It requires courage, cleverness, and the willingness to face your own darkness.”
My mind raced. “My own darkness? What does that even mean?”
The old woman stepped closer, her face calm.
“The Kezrach Larva feeds on negative emotions—hate, fear, greed. To truly defeat it, you have to confront those feelings inside yourself and conquer them.”
I was shocked. “You want me to…fight my own inner demons?”
I asked, unable to believe it. “How is that even possible?”
Korvash’s gaze was intense.
“The Drakor have guarded the secrets to defeating the Kezrach for generations. But you must prove yourself worthy, Rowan Magnus. Then, and only then, can we share what we know.”
A shiver ran down my spine.
“And if I fail this ‘mission’?” I asked, dreading the answer.
The elder werewolf’s expression turned grim.
“Then the Kezrach will continue to poison your bloodline, destroying you and everyone you love.”
I swallowed hard. Could I really go through with this? What if I wasn't strong enough to face the darkness inside me?
Sensing my fear, the old woman came closer, her green eyes filled with kindness.
“Have faith, young alpha,” she whispered.
“The goddess wouldn’t have led you to us if she didn’t believe you could succeed.”
I looked at her, desperate for reassurance.
“But how can I be sure? What if I’m not strong enough?”
She smiled gently. “Trust in the bond you have with your mate. It will guide you through this.”
Her words gave me a sliver of hope. Catrina… She was the only one who could help me find the courage to face my demons…
Korvash saw the conflict in my eyes and placed a hand on my shoulder.
“Think carefully, Rowan Magnus. The fate of your pack, your family…it all rests on you. Are you willing to do whatever it takes to break this cycle of evil?”
I met his gaze, my determination growing. For Catrina, for our child, for my pack… I had no choice.
“Yes,” I said firmly. “I’ll do whatever it takes.”
The elder werewolf’s expression softened. “You’ll need great courage, Rowan Magnus. The path ahead is dark and dangerous.”
He paused, studying me. “Are you ready to face what’s hidden within your pack? To uncover the truth, even if it hurts?”
My throat tightened, but I wouldn't back down.
“I’ve never been more ready,” I said, my voice steady.
Korvash looked at me for a long moment, then nodded.
“Then let’s talk about your mission. The fate of your pack…your entire family line…depends on it.”
As he started describing the dangerous task, my heart pounded with fear and determination.
This wasn't just a test—it was a fight. And I would not fail, no matter the cost.
Korvash's words echoed in my ears. "This task may seem simple, but you must use what you know about the human world to infiltrate a certain place."
I felt a surge of unease.
"What kind of place?" My mind jumped to unpleasant possibilities.
"You don't mean something illegal, like robbing a bank, right?"
The Alpha King's serious face finally relaxed, and a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.
"No, young alpha. Nothing quite that reckless." He paused, looking at me closely.
"First, you must go to…"
Korvash led me to a hidden valley filled with calming, earthy smells.
“Our healers will examine you,” he said.
“But don’t tell anyone what you learn here. This knowledge is for you alone.”
An old woman with piercing green eyes stepped forward and gently touched my temples.
“The Larva is buried deep inside you,” she murmured, her voice soft but serious. “Its roots have grown through your family for ages.”
I tensed up, worry flooding me.
How could I save my family from this curse without putting Catrina in danger? The woman sensed my fear and shook her head.
“Don’t worry, young alpha,” she said calmly.
“The goddess speaks of two souls, bound together but kept apart by forces beyond your control. Together, you and your mate will defeat this evil, but not through force. You need compassion and understanding.”
Her words echoed in my ears – It was like she’d reached into my mind and plucked out my deepest fears and hopes.
This whole clan… they were something else.
Back home, even with the pack, we’d gone soft.
We lived amongst humans, acted like them most of the time.
Sure, we shifted when needed, protected our territory, but this raw power, this connection to something ancient… I hadn’t felt anything like it.
They weren't just strong, they were connected to something beyond themselves. They weren’t just wolves, they were… well, them. Something older, more primal.
I couldn’t help but wonder if this was what my ancestors felt like, before the world changed, before they’d become more like the humans we were trying to blend in with.
Had they been like this, so connected to the earth, the energy of the world around them? Or was it just a different kind of power, one that I couldn’t quite understand?
I could picture the faces back home…
Would Catrina even believe it? She'd probably think it was wonderful, even romantic, but then, she always saw the best in everyone.
Derek might, he was always the more spiritual one, the one who listened to his gut, not just what he could see.
But Isabelle? She’d probably scoff and tell me to rip someone’s throat out to solve the problem. The old ways die hard in her.
She's still convinced that strength is the only answer, and sometimes, that's true. But this, this felt different.
Trusting the Drakor felt like jumping off a cliff without knowing if there was water below.
But I had to at least try.
What if they knew something, something that could break this cycle that had plagued my family for generations? What if they actually had the answer to saving my pack?
My heart pounded as I considered all the possibilities. This could be the answer to all my prayers, or it could be the biggest mistake of my life.
Korvash must have sensed my hesitation.
“I know this is hard to accept, Rowan Magnus,” he said, his voice deep.
“But the goddess has shown us that you’re the only one who can break this curse on your family.”
I frowned, skeptical. “What exactly does the goddess want from me? I won’t put Catrina or our pup at risk.”
The older werewolf’s expression hardened a bit.
“This won’t be easy, young alpha. There’s a dangerous mission you must complete first. Only then can we share what we know.”
Alarmed, I asked, “A mission? What are you asking?”
Korvash raised a hand to calm me down. “Peace, Rowan. This isn’t just any task. It requires courage, cleverness, and the willingness to face your own darkness.”
My mind raced. “My own darkness? What does that even mean?”
The old woman stepped closer, her face calm.
“The Kezrach Larva feeds on negative emotions—hate, fear, greed. To truly defeat it, you have to confront those feelings inside yourself and conquer them.”
I was shocked. “You want me to…fight my own inner demons?”
I asked, unable to believe it. “How is that even possible?”
Korvash’s gaze was intense.
“The Drakor have guarded the secrets to defeating the Kezrach for generations. But you must prove yourself worthy, Rowan Magnus. Then, and only then, can we share what we know.”
A shiver ran down my spine.
“And if I fail this ‘mission’?” I asked, dreading the answer.
The elder werewolf’s expression turned grim.
“Then the Kezrach will continue to poison your bloodline, destroying you and everyone you love.”
I swallowed hard. Could I really go through with this? What if I wasn't strong enough to face the darkness inside me?
Sensing my fear, the old woman came closer, her green eyes filled with kindness.
“Have faith, young alpha,” she whispered.
“The goddess wouldn’t have led you to us if she didn’t believe you could succeed.”
I looked at her, desperate for reassurance.
“But how can I be sure? What if I’m not strong enough?”
She smiled gently. “Trust in the bond you have with your mate. It will guide you through this.”
Her words gave me a sliver of hope. Catrina… She was the only one who could help me find the courage to face my demons…
Korvash saw the conflict in my eyes and placed a hand on my shoulder.
“Think carefully, Rowan Magnus. The fate of your pack, your family…it all rests on you. Are you willing to do whatever it takes to break this cycle of evil?”
I met his gaze, my determination growing. For Catrina, for our child, for my pack… I had no choice.
“Yes,” I said firmly. “I’ll do whatever it takes.”
The elder werewolf’s expression softened. “You’ll need great courage, Rowan Magnus. The path ahead is dark and dangerous.”
He paused, studying me. “Are you ready to face what’s hidden within your pack? To uncover the truth, even if it hurts?”
My throat tightened, but I wouldn't back down.
“I’ve never been more ready,” I said, my voice steady.
Korvash looked at me for a long moment, then nodded.
“Then let’s talk about your mission. The fate of your pack…your entire family line…depends on it.”
As he started describing the dangerous task, my heart pounded with fear and determination.
This wasn't just a test—it was a fight. And I would not fail, no matter the cost.
Korvash's words echoed in my ears. "This task may seem simple, but you must use what you know about the human world to infiltrate a certain place."
I felt a surge of unease.
"What kind of place?" My mind jumped to unpleasant possibilities.
"You don't mean something illegal, like robbing a bank, right?"
The Alpha King's serious face finally relaxed, and a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.
"No, young alpha. Nothing quite that reckless." He paused, looking at me closely.
"First, you must go to…"
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