Chapter 504
When Damien went to work and the girls to school, I returned to my room and began putting the pieces of a costume together. I had purchased some dark clothes, one piece at a time so as not to generate any suspicion, and I had all the pieces now. I even had a black bandana to hide my hair, which I would then doubly hide with the hood of this sweatshirt. And I had a white domino mask that would cover the upper half of my face, leaving only my nose exposed.
This should hide my appearance fairly well. The sweatshirt would also hide some of my figure, to hopefully obscure it enough for Damien not to immediately recognize me.
The scent though. That was the issue, and not something that I could handle on my own.
Yes, in my online searches, I had found websites that produced various medicines that supposedly could disguise a werewolf’s scent, but I didn’t know if I could trust some random online websites. For something like this, so important, I couldn’t take needless risks with something like that.
Win or lose, my disguise needed to be perfect. Damien could never learn that I had participated. I needed something strong enough to hide my scent even in the midst of battle, but it also couldn’t have any unknown side effects or the like. I had to be able to perform at top condition.
Knowing that, I remembered my time as Healer Eve’s apprentice. In that time, we had become something like friends.
I trusted her implicitly. As a healer, she likely knew of what options I would have. I also missed her. A conversation was long overdue.
So I picked up my phone. The phone I had now didn’t have her number programed, but I remembered it, now that I had my memory back. I quickly corrected this absence and reprogrammed her number. Then I called her.
She didn’t answer right away. When she did, her tone was professional. My number was different than before, she likely didn’t know it was me calling. “This is Healer Eve.”
“Healer Eve, this is Amelia,” I said.
She was quiet a moment. I wondered if I surprised her. “I’ve heard rumors that you remembered everything now.”
“I do,” I said. “I’m sorry I didn’t call sooner.”
“Thank the Gods,” Eve said. “I hated all these secrets. The Alphas should have just been straight with you from the start.”
“Thank you,” I said.
“Tell me,” she said. “I want to know how you are. Tell me everything that’s going on now. I take it you aren’t still healing?”
“Not… like I was,” I told her, “But I did help Jake. In the future, maybe… but right now, I need your help with something else. Can I trust you to keep a secret?”
“More secrets, huh?”
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“I’m sorry,” I said. “If you’d rather not…”
“I am a Healer,” she said. “We can consider it healer patient confidentiality.”
With relief, I quickly gave her an explanation of how I’ve been and then what I’ve been up to. She made some judgmental noises when I told her I had secretly joined the tournament but she didn’t outwardly condemn the decision.
When I explained I needed a disguise for my scent, she said, “There is such a thing, but it needs prescribed. I can get it, of course, but…”
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