Chapter 243

Chapter 243: A Sisterly Bond

“Selena.”

Selena grinned. “Weren’t expecting me to find you, huh?” she asked in a sing-song voice. “I guess you

should’ve thought about that before you decided to daze every single one of my guards at once. Nice

move, by the way. I must admit that I’m quite impressed.”

I narrowed my eyes. I went to take a step forward, but when I did, I suddenly came to the realization

that some invisible force was holding my feet down to the floor. I felt heavy all of a sudden, like my

body was filled with bricks. It even hurt to breathe.

“You know, no matter what you two seem to think, I’m not an idiot,” Selena said, checking her

fingernails nonchalantly as she sauntered up to us. Beside me, Enzo looked as though he was trying to

speak, but something was holding his mouth shut. When Selena heard his mumbles through his closed

lips as he tried to speak, she just laughed abrasively at him before turning back to look at me.

“No one thinks you’re an idiot, Selena,” I said, curling my hands up into fists at my sides. “Quite the

opposite.”

Selena chuckled. “Is that why you’ve been trying to stop me every which way you can?” she asked,

then leaned closer to me and lowered her voice. “I found your friend from earlier, by the way. What was

his name? Frank? It’s a shame… He was so loyal to you, and for what? All he did was scream and call

his wife’s name at the end.”

My eyes widened. “What the fuck did you do to him?” I growled. I tried to lunge at Selena, but it was no

use. My body was too heavy, and I only fell forward onto my hands and knees like my limbs were made

of wet noodles.

“You know, I planned on letting you go after all,” Selena said, pacing away to gaze up at the paintings

on the walls. She then glanced over her shoulder at me as I continued to writhe uncomfortably on the

floor. “Do you know the story of our people?”

I didn’t answer, but it didn’t seem to matter. Beside me, Enzo also fell to his knees. I felt his hand brush

my ankle, like he was trying to reach out for me, but I knew that his limbs were too heavy like mine. But

I could move just enough… Just enough to grab something out of my boot and slide it up my sleeve.

“I’ll tell you,” Selena said without waiting for an answer. She reached up, tracing the second painting

with her finger, and sighed. “Our ancestors were naive. They trusted humans; they thought that

humans could live in harmony with werewolves… But they couldn’t. Humans ruin everything.” She

paused, and walked over to the third panel. “After hundreds of years of peace, the humans got too

cocky for their own good. Their egos grew. They decided that they wanted all of the power, and that

werewolves were just a threat to them. So, they killed our king. Our Alpha. But, what they didn’t know

was that the Alpha had a mate, and she was pregnant.”

Selena then turned away from the painting and walked over to me. She crouched, a sick smile spread

across her face, and reached out to brush a piece of hair out of my face. I felt so heavy that I couldn’t

even flinch away; I could only lay there and stare up at her.

“Some of the humans found out about the pregnant Luna,” Selena said, her face darkening. Her hand

lingered on my hair, and I felt her fingers wrap around it tightly. “The humans had witches, and those

witches put a powerful curse on the Luna. She was pregnant with twins, but when they came out, only

one was alive. The other had been strangled by the living twin’s umbilical cord. But it didn’t end there:

the second twin died soon after, also of asphyxiation. No one knew why; it just happened right before

their eyes, like an invisible hand was choking the infant to death. So, of course, that began the chain.

No twin born from the Alpha’s seed can live with the other… But none can live without. It’s

inconvenient, to say the least.”

My eyes widened. The premonition… It was a curse. All along, it was a curse.

But curses could be broken.

“W-Why?” I muttered, somehow managing to speak through the weight on my chest.

Selena simply shrugged. “I’m just fulfilling the duty that our ancestors should have fulfilled long ago,”

she said. “It’s about time we cleanse the world of those disgusting humans, sister. But you keep trying

to get in my way… I knew you would, ever since the beginning. Ever since I was old enough to think for

myself, I could feel your presence looming over me. The moment I saw you in the flesh, I knew that the

curse had to be real; if it wasn’t real, the Crescents would have murdered you when you were a baby,

just like they should have done.”

“Y-You don’t need to do this,” I whimpered. “There’s no need for… violence…”

This seemed to anger Selena. She stood abruptly and stormed over to Enzo, who had been slowly

inching his way toward me. She crouched to his level and grabbed his hair, and at the same time she

held up her free hand as though she was about to cast a spell.

“Violence is the only thing I know, sister,” she growled. “I was willing to change when I discovered him,

but then you took him from me. And maybe now, if I show you how it feels to have something you love

taken from you for good, you’ll join me. Think about how strong we could be together.”

Selena paused, her eyes searching Enzo’s face. She bent down and planted a kiss on his frozen lips

as though she was saying goodbye.

But Selena didn’t see what was in Enzo’s hand.

Something blue.

I knew what needed to be done. Frank was right; there was a way to stop this without anyone dying. I

still didn’t know if it would work, but I had to try.

I squeezed my eyes shut and searched for my wolf. She was in there; I was sure of it. If I could just find

a tiny spark, a flicker of life, I knew that I could gain the strength to move…

There it was. It was faint, but it was there.

When I opened my eyes, Selena was looking up at me with a grin.

“What?” she asked, laughing. “Don’t wanna watch?” She snapped her fingers, and suddenly I couldn’t

blink; but it didn’t matter. I gathered the strength, thanks to my wolf, and pulled the knife out of my

sleeve. I sat up, and held it to my wrist.

Selena’s eyes widened as I began to dig the blade into my flesh. Red beads of hot blood began to

gather on my skin, and at the same time, Selena’s wrist began to drip red too.

She gasped and yanked her hands away, holding her bloody wrist tightly.

“W-What are you doing?!” she shrieked.

I gritted my teeth and dug the knife a little deeper. “I’ll do it,” I said. Medical school had taught me

exactly which vein to cut to make me bleed the most, and if I did it, I would be dead within minutes. So

would Selena.

Selena let out a whimper and lunged for me, dripping blood on the floor, but I jerked away and dug the

knife a little deeper.

“If you hurt Enzo, I’ll kill us both,” I growled. “Neither twin can live without the other, after all.”