The She-Devil And Her Alphas
Chapter 60 - Sixty : The Guy You Met In The Alleyway

Chapter 60 - Sixty : The Guy You Met In The Alleyway

"This is no ordinary disease " Amala said examining one of the infected patients in the pack hospital.

"What do you mean? " Daniel asked, his voice?muffled?by the face mask he was wearing.

As a precaution to curb the disease from spreading, everyone was ordered to wear face masks and gloves to limit contact infections.

Dan was bewildered, this was the first time in history seeing a disease that could break down a werewolf's system as if it was nothing.The disease made them human , it was dangerous and severe to the extent The Elders had to take up the case.

The Elders is a committee in the werewolf communities consisting of the oldest and wisest werewolves whose responsibilities were to check and balance the running of a pack, as well as settle disputes that are beyond an Alpha's power or could trigger war among species.

"This disease " She said pointing to the dark spots on the patient's arm " Was caused by a high-tier black magic , I think a witch cast a spell on your pack. "

There was a shocked expression on Daniel's face, he was slowly taking in what Amala just said.

She added " Not just any witch but a very powerful one "

Daniel struggled to speak "W-why would they do that? "

"I should be asking you that Daniel, who did you provoke ?" Amala retorted firmly.

Daniel ran his hand through his hair, ruffling his already messy hair. The stress of trying to save his pack left him looking so haggard and unkempt.

"I don't know " He breathed, shaking his head "I have lots of enemies but I don't remember offending a witch "

Amala sighed deeply "In my own opinion, I think whoever did these just wanted to mess with you cause the way I see it, he or she had the ability to exterminate your pack " she confessed wistfully

"If you said it's black magic, does it mean a dark witch placed a hex on my pack? " Daniel asked bewildered

Amala narrowed her eyes at once "What are you trying to say? "

"The only witches that could do such a thing - "

Amala cut in "The Burning Eaglet were exterminated during the Purge "

"What if they're back and have been hiding in the shadows all this while? " Daniel insisted , trying to make his point.

"It's impossible else the council would've noticed " She replied standing her ground.

No supernatural creature could ever forget the Purge, it was the most controversial war of all times. A war between dark and light witches that forced many other creatures into choosing sides that left them almost annihilated or rewarded in the end.

Daniel threw his hands up in frustration "Then if not them who could've -"

She cut in "I'll investigate that " She said and dropped the patient's arm gently on the side of the bed.

"I need one of the infected patient's blood in order to come up with an antidote "

A crease formed on the Alpha's forehead as he took off his face mask "How long would it take to make an antidote? "

There was this hopeful yet sympathetic glint in Daniel's eyes that made Amala facepalm and groan mentally. Ugh ! Werewolves and their puppy face .

"I-I don't know " She stuttered unsure "It might take months? Cause I need to study the structure of the hex and... "

Daniel's eyes began to water

"A month ? " She answered with a stressed expression.

His lips began to quiver

"Weeks? " Amala answered conflicted. Just take your damn eyes off the werewolf!

But no, he was so irresistibly adorable with his wide eyes, raised eyebrows , bottom lip sticking out and entire head tilted a little downward while looking upward at me.

" Fine, weeks !" She snapped and warned "No more bargaining. And please take that look off your face! "

She pleaded looking away while an accomplished smile made itself known on Daniel's face.

Daniel knew she couldn't resist his incredulous innocent facial expression , that was one of the perks of being a werewolf. If his puppy dog eyes would save his pack, then so be it. He wouldn't mind doing it over and over again.

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Trevor sneered, what an adorable sister he has! He was taking the school bus home today because his sister has an important assignment with this new friend she made.

He offered to stay back and help her out but she literally kicked his ass back home.

So here he was sitting cramped beside two students that were making-out intensely, almost eating each other's faces.

Trevor wasn't an introvert but he wasn't a sucker for attention either, he just liked minding his own business.

He couldn't have been more grateful when the yellow school bus arrived at the?bus?stop closest to his house.

He squeezed his way out interrupting the kissing couples who casted laser glares at him, but Trevor didn't give them a glance cause he was experiencing déjà vu, as though he had seen this couples before but couldn't exactly describe where or how.

Trevor trekked back home, pondering endlessly but he frowned when he felt he was being followed.

He turned around but couldn't see anybody and to crown it all, the streets were eerily quiet today eventhough it was mid-afternoon.

Still looking around cautiously, he was scared out of his wits when he bumped into someone.

"It's me " The intruder said narrowly avoiding a punch that was sent his way

"Who are you? " Trevor asked with a guttural voice.

The guy slapped his chest " It's me, don't you remember? The guy you met in the alleyway that day you were attacked "

"I don't know what you're talking about " Trevor said trying to move away from this crazy individual but he blocked him.

"Wait, you don't remember me? " He asked shocked before his eyes slowly narrowed in realization "They erased your memories, didn't they? "

Agitated , Trevor pushed the guy away forcefully , he faltered for a while but still grabbed onto Trevor.

"You and I were supposed to solve this mystery together cause we both know, what ignorant fools in little Town don't know about"

This time Trevor didn't hold back, he gave him a sucker punch that sent him to the ground and made an exit hurriedly.

The boy bit on his lower lips drawing blood and clutched his fist tightly. He was going to expose them all.