Chapter 25

Elijah's POV.
I kept as calm as I could and continued to look at the words Isabella had written down.
But even though she no longer knew Liam, she still wrote him off as treacherous.
I was reminded of something Joanna told me. She said that the brain always makes us forget things we don't really want to remember, which actually makes our lives a little easier.
I'm afraid that's where Isabella is now.
"If that's true, then she can't claim to be as good as she is completely. The road back to Green Creek Pack from here is very complicated and we can't take that chance." My wolf warned in the back of my mind.
"She looks very easily tired now, and in the old days she wasn't like this." I was caught up in the memory.
I think of the always happy and healthy woman she used to be, and I shudder to think what she has endured all this time.
"It's all a sign of her cognitive problems. But it's better than when she first got here." James stared at me. His eyes are like an abyss that maps out the hearts of all people.
But I'm not afraid of him. If he can see something, let him watch it.
"If you're doing it for her own good, perhaps the best way should also be ...... not to remind her so quickly of all that tortured her before."
I didn't answer him.
The White Birch Pack is not something that can be forgotten so easily. It is like a time bomb that still exists in her mind.
By the time I returned to the residence once again, she had stayed home. She was reading a book. The moonlight shone on her like a thin veil.
She was so perfect that it was as if she was the embodiment of the moon goddess. I couldn't bear to put her through any hardship.
"Your face seems a little red." She pointed to her face. "Is it uncomfortable, maybe you'd like some juice?"
I subconsciously touched my face.
I don't know if it's because of that James' drink just now, or simply because of her just now.
"I just went to talk to that Elder James." I thought a little and answered her quickly.
"That elder is not bad, but there is something strange. He didn't give you a hard time, did he?" She rushed over and tugged my hand, examining it carefully.
I could feel that she was really very worried.
"We talked about some business, about you." I pointed at her.
There was uncertainty coming from Isabella's side of the companion link. I understood what she was worried about, but at the moment I needed to think about it more.
"I thought about it, and maybe staying here would be good for you." I thought carefully about the words to use.
"We might be able to stay here a little longer."
"What?" She looked very surprised.
"What makes you think that?"
I think I should still talk to her about this as clearly as possible.
"Tell me, did you not actually fully remember what happened before? It would actually be kind of nice to forget those painful parts." I took a deep breath.
I want her to be happy more than to be with me.
"And if you stay here, you can learn more about witchcraft ...... For your development, that's definitely a little better."
Isabella's POV.
I covered my face helplessly.
From the time I returned to my place after studying those ancient books, Elijah became particularly abnormal. Just now I was wondering why he would say that, and now I know what he is worried about.
He's actually worried that I won't be able to learn witchcraft when I return to Pack?
But this fear is not completely unreasonable.
Those ancient books of witches tell me that my brain is closed by some kind of emotions and great shocks. It's a weakness unique to hybrid witches, and only in this place can it be healed.
So it would be quite unwise to leave the wizard tribe in a short time.
And more importantly, James wanted me to inherit this type of witchcraft that he had mastered. He thought I was the only one who could understand it.
But I told him about the responsibility I had, so he understood.
But I didn't expect that he actually ran to lobby Elijah as well.
"Trust me, I think I'd be better off going back." I forced a laugh and poked him. "This whole thing is not as complicated as you think. You're so angry you live like a blowfish, do you feel it ......?"
His mood became noticeably better.
"...... But it's a very serious thing." He looked up at me and stroked my cheek.
"Our Pack will keep running very well, please trust our partners. What's more important to care about now is your condition."
I don't think he would ever admit that he looks like a poor little wolf cub right now.
"Yes, but there are totally other ways to do it. For example, these books, I can use the wizard's communication method to communicate with the teachers here ...... don't have to worry about that. Besides, I'm not exactly a sorcerer. I'm not as comfortable here as he makes me out to be." I put my own hand on the back of his.
"After all, I grew up as a werewolf, didn't I?"
Elijah's POV.
I guess I was overly worried about her. While it's true that she's not doing well right now, she's not as fragile as I thought she was.
But more than that, I don't want her to hold strong.
She should be healthy and shiny, like all the other Luna's. And not here, like a fragile witch. Maybe it's such a weird state between being sick and being healthy.
"We'll continue to stay here for a while. We'll wait until all the doctors here think you're ready to leave, and then we'll choose to go back." I decided to put it another way.
"This one sounds much more acceptable." She was visibly relieved.
"But about that James, what's going on with him? I feel like he's getting too close to you." I took her by the shoulders.
"He thinks he's my mentor himself." Isabella replied quickly.
"But you can sense from the mate link that this whole thing is a little confusing even for me. There are a lot of good wizards here, and I don't know why he wants me to do this."
Of course I know. But when she got close, I still couldn't help but go for her shoulder. This person made me uncomfortable.
Just as I was about to discuss this further with her -
"Wow ......"
The child, who had been sleeping in his crib, suddenly burst into tears.
That's when I noticed it. Because the cradle in which it was lying was rarely placed in Isabella's house.
"It doesn't seem to have been here before? Is it in some kind of nursery?" Isabella tucked a puppy-shaped doll into my arms and gestured for me to keep shaking it.
"No...... because it was born prematurely, usually it has been taken care of by my aunt. But recently my aunt went out of town and I don't know when she will be back."
She finished her sentence, but looked at me in horror as if she thought of something.
"Auntie is going to the cave full of books, which is actually not far from where ...... we went."
This means that her aunt is likely to have been in danger.
In this instant, I knew what she was going to do next.
"No, I have to go out this trip ......!" She turned around and rushed toward the house. I quickly yanked her and pinned her to the door.
The two of us were so close together that she looked even more pathetic from my perspective.
But this is not the time to let her be capricious.
I need to calm her down.
But just before I was about to kiss her, she suddenly swayed and collapsed into my arms. I barely had time to react and almost let her fall to the ground.
"Isabella?" I called out in horror. But she still fell so softly and unresponsive.
There was no response from her in the midst of the companion link either. Her entire consciousness slept through.
What's going on here?! I picked her up and got ready to head for the door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Hi? The tenant next door just informed me that you two were making too much noise. I was wondering if you guys got into a fight over something?"
James' voice came from outside the door.
"She's fainted, we need to go to the doctor!"
"No, it has to do with the medicine she took down." He explained to me. "I can help you. But first, you need to get the door open."
I pulled open the door. He was holding a huge basket and looked tired.
"Oh, she has a potion like that in her medication. If her mood goes above a certain threshold, she'll fall asleep." James scowled, then shoved a basket of herbs into my arms.
"You really won't feel anything, because this doesn't work for you werewolves."
I responded. But that didn't quite dispel my confusion, much less my anger.
If this is the case, then their tribe is really too dangerous.
"You're spying on us." I stared at him, refusing to let him into our house.
"I suggest you don't go out now. It's dangerous to be exposed to the night sky."
He did not answer positively, but I took it as his default. Because I saw it, the crow that was flying behind him.
These flying critters were very clever, and gave those wizards a lot of help while they were still at war. I know too well what they are going to do.
I put Isabella back on the bed. James lit a kind of incense in the room and soon Isabella's breathing settled down. There was also some slight response from her in the companion link.
She's all right.
So I looked at him again.
"What the hell are those blood-sucking bats?"
I thought of the stories that had been told. If these so-called blood-sucking bats are vampires, then this matter is very serious.
"Blood-sucking bats are not actually vampires ...... It's a little complicated in between. But there haven't been any vampires in this area for a long time. We have too much sunlight here for them to survive." James explained patiently.
"We witches don't break our vows."
"Neither will the people in my Pack." I answered him.
But I can't guarantee the rest of the Pack.
I think he got my idea too.