The Indifferent Luna 1 - Austan wolf

It’s been days since I last saw Kira and there was only two explanation for it, it was either she was avoiding me or Rona had told her to stay away from me. Probably to prevent her from telling me whatever it was she didn’t want me to know.

As the days passed by I started becoming more restless. I started craving the independence that comes from being able to move your own limbs at will. I still didn’t know what I would do to stop the dull ache of pain in my heart but lying here helpless might have helped a little. By now I had accepted my fate and my luck except something about meeting these witches made me want to doubt that I truly indeed had bad luck.

It’s been so long since I saw the moon, I wonder if she misses me as much as I found myself missing the sight of her but of course, I knew that the moon goddess cannot miss me. She was a goddess after all.

I had stopped my hate speech towards her ever since I was saved by the witch, for some reason I couldn’t push past the fact that the witches had shown up as an answer to my prayers to her for help.

So maybe she wasn’t so bad after all. I thought as the door to the hut flew open and Kira ran in with excitement.

“I found it! I found it!”

“You found what!” I asked her frowning a little.

“Silveen you would not believe what I found! You would be so happy when you hear of it.” she said as she held my hands and jumped happily like the sixteen-year-old that I had no doubt come to associate her with.

“I guess I would.”

“Yes!” she said then stopped suddenly and looked at me with serious eyes, “you can’t tell my sister what I found out.”

“O...kay? But I don’t even know what it is.” I said and she beamed.

“It’s a concealing spell.” she said as she bounced onto the sit by my bed. I looked at her trying to understand what was exciting about finding a concealing spell.

“Okay? Is it a rare one?” I asked ignorantly.

“Not really. If I could just find the right ingredient then I could break it and you would be free.”

“Hold on.” I said frowning, “I think I am lost here.”

She smiled.

“What does the concealing spell you found have to do with me?” I asked again.

“Oh silly! I told you there was something strange about you and that I was going to find out what it was didn’t I?” she explained quickly and my eyes widened but I was still a little confused

“So the strange thing about me is the concealing spell?”

“Yes! You are a werewolf but it doesn’t feel like it when one is around you. If I wasn’t a witch I would have sworn you were human and I have been trying to find out why?”

“I can’t access my wolf. I couldn’t shift on my eighteenth birthday and......”

“That was it!” she said in excitement and I frowned as I was in-between realization but still confused, I don’t know how to explain how I feel.

“The reason why one always doubted your heritage as a wolf was it. The thing the spell concealed was your access to your wolf!” She smiled brightly, “I thought it concealed your scent or aura. It must be more powerful than I thought.” she said the last part more to herself but I heard since my hearing had been restored.

But that wasn’t as important as the newfound knowledge. I was under a spell? The reason I couldn’t shift was not because of the moon goddess but because someone casted a spell on me? A concealing spell? To hinder my access to my wolf? Who would do such a despicable thing? Everyone knew how important our wolf was to our personality. It was as if I was being detached from myself.

Did they know? Did my parent know of this? Had they known of this and still treated me like trash?

NO. They couldn’t have known. They were still my parent, no parent would treat their children like that despite knowing the source of their predicament.

“W...who would cast such a spell on me?” I asked in a whisper, partially scared of the response I would get. What if she said it was someone I knew? What would I do?

“I don’t know. Probably a very powerful witch.” she said and I nodded as relief seem to wash through me. I didn’t know anyone who was a witch at least it wasn’t someone I knew but why would an absolute stranger do this to me?

“Tell me Silveen, have you ever spoken to your wolf?” she asked her eyes shimmering with delight. If it were some other person, I would have been mad. I would have taken offense to them rejoicing in something that had caused me so much pain but it was Kira and I knew how she was, every new piece of information filled her with delight and enthusiasm. I can’t stop her even if I wanted to.

And by the way, didn’t she say she could help me? Didn’t she find out this truth when she was trying to unsolve the one puzzle about me that no one in my life ever understood?

I knew now that her delight was from her pride in herself and in the feat that she seemed to have accomplished.

“NO. I never heard or felt her but I do have some abilities.” I said and she nodded,

“It is as I thought, the spell must have been casted when you were a baby.”

“What! Why would anyone cast a spell on an innocent baby?” I exclaimed as tears began to pool in my eyes and I began to wonder if the reason I always felt so different and isolated was because of the spell too. Maybe they wanted me to rot away in my loneliness.

But why would they do that, what have I done to them to deserve this. What? why were people so wicked!

“We are going to break the spell Silveen.” Kira said taking my hands and squeezing it as tears fell down my eyes and I nodded trusting for the first time this bubbly teenager who seem to care about my wellbeing.

“But first,” she continued, “you have to recover fully. I don’t know what would happen if we broke the spell and you were not able to use your legs yet.” she said and I nodded.

“So I would gather all I need for the spell and you just stay here and do what you do best, recover. When you’re fully recovered we are going to break your wolf free.” she said grinning and I forced a smile back to her.

I loved her enthusiasm but I was beginning to doubt, eighteen years seemed too long. What if the spell could not be broken? What if she wasn’t strong enough? Shouldn’t we ask for help from Rona?

“You can’t tell my sister.” Kira deadpanned as if listening in on my thoughts and I looked at her with devastating eyes.

“Why? She could be of help.”

“Uhm maybe you haven’t noticed, but my sister is the calculative type. She doesn’t like to mess with things and likes to leave things as they are. She believes everything happens for a reason and rather than help us, she would probably take us on the long journey of going in search of the witch who cursed you and finding out why she did it? And even the consequences that she would claim might occur if we broke someone else’s spell. Just like she’s doing right now.”

My eyes widened, “right now? She’s looking for a witch?”

“Yes! She’s been looking for the witch who created that venom since the first day you arrived here.” Kira said resting back into the chair.

No wonder she is never around. I thought.

“We can’t wait for her Silveen. I don’t tend to wait for her, if we do, a lot of things would be destroyed beyond repair. look at you for example.” she said calmly and I looked, really looked at her for the first time, she didn’t look like a teenager who didn’t know what she was doing but looked more like a witch who was as old as she really was and for the first time, I saw the resemblance she shared with Rona. They were very similar when they were determined and I could see that she was.

Wait... what? Look at me?

“What do you mean look at me for example?” I asked confused.

“If we hadn’t been trying to mind our own business instead of saving you the moment you entered that no man’s land, you wouldn’t be going through this long healing process now.”

“You were the one who saved me?” I asked surprised. I had always thought Rona was the one who saved me while she tagged along.

She smiled, “I blasted the monster that was trying to take advantage of you with some wizard fire.” she said and the girlish delight began to dance in her eyes again and I nodded shocked.

“Rona still thinks waiting was the best option though, according to her if they hadn’t used the venom on you, they would have used it on someone else which would have been very dangerous as we would never have known. She has a point but I don’t agree. So please keep this a secret until the spell is finished at least. She would probably know what I have done by then.”

I nodded slowly. “But there won’t be a consequence, would there? For you and me, I mean.”

She had saved me and was still trying to help me against the better judgment of her sister and I couldn’t afford to let anything happen to her or worse let her die.

“No there won’t.” she said as she jumped to her feet. “I’m starving, aren’t you, I shall bake us some cookies.” she said as she jogged out of the room not waiting for my reply.

I sighed silently, taking in all the information I had just heard, and came to a conclusion, my life was a big-time drama.