Chapter 40

*My soul-sharer. My beautiful child. She is strong willed, but fair. Just like her father. When mother told me I was to have another, I hoped I would be placed with a child that could help us reach our full potential. And, maybe find him again.

It had been so long since we had shared the same time and space. The hole he has left in my heart is a physical ache that won’t subside.

While my girl sleeps, I whisper our history together. So when we are fully reunited, she will already have an understanding of who we are. Who I am.

I do not know what has happened. There was fighting. My girl was scared. I tried to give her comfort. Courage. But nothing could have prepared her for the loss of our father. It happened so fast. And now; we seemed to be in a different pack.

I am mollified to know I still have my sister and mother. Hopefully this means that we will be well looked after.

Things got a little scary though. Over the coming weeks, I noticed a distance between me and my girl. It had never happened before. Maybe she is still in a heightened period of mourning.

Nonetheless, I felt myself being pushed away. I was sent to the farthest reaches of her mind. I could not communicate with her. I could not make the all important connection. I was lost. But. I could still feel my girl. I would use all my strength to rise to the surface, if only for a moment, when I am needed.

I will always try to protect my girl.

I do not know what has happened. I do not understand why I am starting to sense the world around me again.

But, I can. It’s getting easier for me to listen. It’s easier to rest beneath the surface, to watch and learn.

And now I fully understand what has happened to me. To us. The very people trusted to protect us, are the ones that have betrayed us. This will not stand. I am getting stronger. When I am able to, I will make my presence known further than the odd few words I have managed to verbalize over the years.

Let us wait and see. What will happen when my soul-sharer, my girl, becomes who we are destined to be.

“Julia. I am here. I need to regain my strength. Tell the herbalist to give us tea brewed with sage, thyme and witch hazel. It will help.”

***Julia POV***

The next time my eyes opened, I was laying on a gurney in a hospital bay. From the sparks and shocks that were shooting up my arm, I knew Reece was holding my hand.

It felt wonderful. I didn’t want to move from this spot. I felt contentment wash over me. It felt so strange after living on my nerves for so long.

My eyes fluttered slightly, but the movement was enough to have Reece scream for the doctor. Well; he may not have screamed. But it certainly sounded louder than it should.

I was so tired, I just wanted to climb onto Reece’s lap, so he could cuddle me whilst I slept. That would be bliss.

I’m sure there was something I was supposed to be doing. Something important I had to tell someone. My eyes flew open as I remembered the voice speaking to me. The urgency of the words.

I gasped out, “Pauline. I need sage, thyme and witch hazel.”

Then it went dark again.

**Pauline POV**

Although I had not known Julia mason for very long, I had to admit that even my cynical and untrusting self, liked her. As I was also a nurse, I had gotten to know what a hard working nurse she was.

Not just a nurse, if what Jeremy tells me.

So when I heard that she was unconscious, in one of the side bays, I rushed to see if there was anything I could do.

I could hear our Alpha shouting, before I made it to the ER. He sounded so frustrated. I then, heard my name being shouted out. “Pauline. I need Pauline. Please!”

My feet sped up as I rushed to our Alpha’s side. Fear for my new friend, rising in me like mercury inside an old thermometer. I burst through the ER doors, making a few nurses drop what they were holding. I felt a firm grip on my upper arm. Jeremy was holding me, and guiding me to a now, irate Alpha. My stomach dropped into my shoes. I don’t know what I had done wrong, but I was ready to apologize for whatever I did.

“I’m here, Alpha. What ever is wrong. Is it, our Lady? I mean, Julia?”

Alpha Reece held his hand out to stop me talking, I paused, waiting with bated breath to hear what he wanted from me.

“Do you have Sage, thyme and witch hazel. In your herb garden? Please tell me that you do!”

My face must have lit up because I saw the Alpha relax slightly. When he explained what had happened. I assured them that I knew what was needed. DR.Jeremy rushed me away. Telling me our lady was more important than my hospital shift.

He was right, of course. So I high tailed it to my greenhouse. Which was located beside my small cottage. I bordered on the edge of the forest, that way, I can use the treasure of the woods too.

I quickly gathered all ingredients needed to make the simple yet powerful herbal remedy.

The longest part of the whole concoction was letting the tea steep. It had to be boiled, then cooled down, twice.

Once it was ready, I bottled up a few vials and ran all the way back to the hospital.

Just before I got to the staff entrance I felt a strange feeling come over me. Like, someone or something was watching me.

I don’t usually spook easily. Nonetheless, I felt my skin crawl at the intrusion. Dr. Jeremy saw me through the window and swung the door open, ready for me. When he saw my face, I saw a flash of his wolf. And when he spoke, his voice sounded deeper as it was the voice of his wolf, Spirit.

“Nurse Walter’s, what is wrong. You look like you have just seen a ghost? Are you well? Can you still administer the potion to Julia?”

When I heard my friends name, I seemed to snap out of whatever had its hold on me.

I shuddered slightly, as I rushed past the Dr. eager to get inside, where it was safe.

I quickly told the Dr, what had happened. I watched as his eyes glazed over for a brief second, as he informed the Alpha. Within minutes I could see warriors combing the area beside the hospital. Alpha must think there is someone worth finding, to send so many warriors. I had heard the talk, of course I had.

Eva would be pretty stupid to come here. Wouldn’t she?