My Cursed Mate

“Who is Sangria?” Megrez asked after he came back from his shock. He had an idea who she was but he refused to believe what his mind had been telling him.

“Sangria, the strongest luna, leader of the Crimson Pack, Regulus’s mate.” Reiga spat out her name with so much intensity that it made the room tense.

“Who in their right mind would abandon their own mate?” Megrez exploded, “Wait, if you are Regulus then that means Sangria is Kazandra!”

“Brother calm down, she’s changed. She’s not that Sangria anymore.” Vega held his brother’s arm and pulled him back to sit down.

Megrez looked at his brother and he became even more furious. “How can you be so sure that she actually changed?”

Vega sighed, “Because I do. She was already punished for what she did and it’s not the right to blame her even more. Can you please calm down, brother.”

Megrez narrowed his eyes but still did what his brother asked. He sat back down and avoided all of their gazes. His mood was already ruined.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“You can see her in a new light. You can even choose to forget the past and see Kazandra as she is now and not Sangria. There’s nothing wrong with that because I admit that she has changed. The curse and regret must have changed her,” Reiga added. “But in my case, the anger and hate will remain.”

A trickle of emotion he rarely felt pricked his heart. Vega felt sad after hearing Reiga’s word but there was nothing he could do to change his mind or what he felt. Kazandra was indeed an entirely different person from the stories but the scar of the past would remain in Reiga’s heart.

“I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt for my brother’s sake but if I ever felt that she’ll be a threat to Vega, I won’t hesitate to kill her.” Megrez was protective of his family especially after their parents passed away and knowing that someone who might hurt his brother was near him, he became anxious.

“She’s fine and I assure you that what happened in the past will not happen again.” Vega patted his brother’s shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

The conversation ended there and before they could even take a rest, an unexpected visitor appeared in front of their door. Rick once again came running to report.

“Alpha, you have another visitor.” His voice trembled and with the look on his face, they became alert.

“Who is it?” Megrez wondered. He hadn’t invited anyone, not the elders nor this visitor, for them to be coming to the pack house unannounced.

His intention was to let his brother and the others rest first before they proceed with their business matters. He couldn’t understand how and why they were here.

Rick took a deep breath before he managed to get the words out from his mouth. “The Saint.”

They were at their feet the minute the identity of their visitor was discovered. Megrez immediately signaled for Rick to let the Saint in. He was planning to contact her the day after tomorrow but she was already here and he couldn’t help but think that something urgent must have come up on her side.

A woman of a short stature with long silver hair that reached the floor entered the living room. Her face was round and white but her eyes pierced through like a knife that cuts through every layer of one’s being and deeply buried lies. If none of them knew the identity of the woman, it wasn’t impossible to think of her as a girl that hadn’t reached puberty especially because of her soft features.

Her presence greatly changed the atmosphere inside the room and although she was only standing there, the four men couldn’t deny her authority. The Saint walked up to them as they stood in attention. Megrez finally moved and offered her the seat where they were seated.

The Saint sat down and gestured for them to sit as well. Once seated, the Saint swept a glance at them before settling her gaze on Vega who tensed at the attention. He wanted to relax but the Saint’s gaze made it difficult for him to calm his nerves. Even his wolf became fidgety at the sight of the woman.

“She is here,” her voice was soft but it carried a force behind it that compels one to answer her.

“Yes,” Vega nodded.

Megrez gave Rick a nod and the man disappeared to the second floor. Now that the Saint was here, there’s no use in waiting for another day to talk to her. The room became silent after that short exchange and they figured out that she might have been waiting for the woman to arrive.

Ascella was having fun with her future sisters-in-law when they heard a brief knock on her door. Both she and Ingrid already noticed the man’s arrival. Ascella alighted from the bed and opened the door to a tense Rick.

“The elders have already left, is there something wrong?” She asked with a frown. She was having fun and got suddenly interrupted.

“The Saint is here and she would like to see Miss Kazandra,” he answered.

Ascella was stunned. She did not even notice that the Saint arrived. She looked back and saw that both women were already on their feet and ready to leave. The three of them followed behind Rick and found themselves back in the living room.

Vega let Kazandra sit on his seat as he stood up and stayed behind her. The other ladies were also given a seat. Once everyone was settled, the Saint finally looked at Kazandra.

Kazandra was astounded the moment she laid eyes on the Saint. When Crimson still existed, they also had a Saint and she looked exactly like the woman in front of her. She wanted to think of this as a coincidence but there was something stopping her from thinking so. Her eyes involuntarily moved to Reiga but the man remained stoic.

“We meet again. It’s been so long and to see you again greatly pleases me.” The Saint finally spoke and her words brought shudders to Kazandra.

Her fists clenched and her emotions started to be all over the place. The voice, the presence and even the appearance, nothing has changed even after almost a thousand years. She was right, the Saint of Cerulean was also the Saint of Crimson.

“Abella…” the name easily slipped through her mouth and it made the Saint smile.

“I thought you had forgotten me,” the Saint was truly glad to be able to see her again.