The Wolf In Me novel Chapter 41

Luka's POV

My eyes felt heavy, but I needed to show them that I am awake and listening to the conversations that were said. I couldn't feel my body at all, yet I finally managed to turn my head slowly towards Mei. Her sweet, gentle voice wanted me to try my best to move at least a little. The look in her eyes when I turned was of pure love and affection and I couldn't wait to get better, both for her, the baby and for the pack. I tried to speak, but I couldn't manage to form a word which got me frustrated as there was so much I wanted to say.

"Shh, that's ok. One step at a time," she said, stroking my forehead gently.

I could hear my wolf whimper at her touch but it couldn't release itself from within. Despite trying hard to move my legs, my arms, shoulders....nothing was responding. I couldn't speak, eat or drink and I had tubes stuck into my arms. Shit! I felt frustrated. Tears rolled down my face as I turned to look straight up, staring at the ceiling. I felt Mei's fingers wipe my cheeks and squeezed her hand against mine.

"I'm sorry Mei," I said through telepathy.

"Oh, don't be. It's not your fault, and you know that! Now rest and get better!" She whispered into my ear.

I started to feel drowsy and my eyes closed shut as I drifted back into the dream world.

The witches must have returned as I could hear a lot of chatting around me. I opened my eyes and tilted my head towards the voices. Mei had her back facing me and noticed that she was looking down at something. Jake was sitting down at the edge of the bed trying to peep between everyone else. I groaned, trying to draw attention and they all suddenly stopped talking and turned their heads towards me. Mei rushed to my side smiling.

"You are up! Just on time. Look, the witches retrieved this book. This is going to help take the demons back to where they belong."

My eyes rested on the book cover and read demon destruction. I frowned and looked back at Mei, confused since I didn't know what they were planning to do.

"It took us a few days to reach the witches' library and half a day searching for this book. When we found it, it took three of us to manage to retrieve it as it was bound with a fixed spell since it is a very dangerous book. But this is the one we need to fight the demons away," Lylah explained, now sitting on the chair next to my bed.

"And, regarding your...well.. matter we want to help in getting you better. We have figured that you looked into the mirror and saw....him. With just one look at their true selves, a demon can freeze your muscles. Normally those who end up in such state they get attacked by the same demon again and again until he takes every inch of you, including your soul. In your case, he will not dare to try again as he is threatened by our presence. One of us will stay here day and night and make sure you will not get attacked again. In time your body will start improving and you will be up and running," she explained, smiling at me.

"Yeah, I'm already feeling a bit better," Jake said turning to my direction. "I couldn't move my legs at all, but now I can... Just a little. Can't stand up yet but look."

I shifted my eyes towards his legs as he wriggled his toes grinning at them.

"You see? Better," he continued goofily.

"I'll stay," Melody offered, looking at me, nodding. If I could I would have smiled but my body was tense, including my face.

"He said thanks," Mei offered, nodding at me. "He can at least talk telepathically, you see," she continued.

Nelly's pov

I was outside, sitting down on a bench whilst absorbing the great sensation of the sun hitting my skin, smoking one of my favourite thin cigars with the spellbook on my lap. Whilst turning the pages I started to read aloud like there was a large audience waiting for a story.

"Durakan demon, known for thriving through fear and pain. Reimbursing spell, demilatorum spell, silvulum protection spell. Ahh. So many options."

I turned the next page and the next until I found the right spell for the right demon.

"Huh, gotcha. This will do temporarily," I said exhaling the fumes out of my lungs, enjoying the moment of accomplishment.

I turned off the cigar and strolled back into the hall where Lylah was, talking to one of the wolves.

"Mind I interrupt? It's urgent," I said looking at the other old lady.

She observed me for a second, then nodded, forming a friendly smile. I pulled Lylah to walk with me back outside.

"Look. I found it! This must be the one. Look at this drawing. Horns, hooves, goaty looking ugly creature. No wonder he can't bear to look at himself in the mirror. I wouldn't want to see me like that either."

I watched her observe the page whilst softly passing her delicate finger over the writing and drawing.

"Yes. I think this guy is the one. This is no gentle beast. He will give us a good fight until he gives in," she said, turning her attention on me.

I smirked, willing to be in such action.