Chapter 73
Kael’s POV_
Roxanne was pregnant.
The words kept spinning in my head like a broken record. Over and over again, louder each time.
She had me trapped, caged and doomed.
I sat in my room. My hands were buried in my hair and my eyes were fixed on nothing. My thoughts were a
storm of rage, panic, and hopelessness.
“This isn’t fair,” I muttered.
Valric growled deep in my mind. “We should’ve never touched her. This is your fault.”
“I know,” I snapped. “But I was drunk. She planned it. She knew what she was doing.”
“She wants control. A child gives her power over us.”
Exactly.
If I refused to marry her now, it wouldn’t matter. My parents would never allow me to break things off. Not with a child in the picture. Especially not their first grandchild. And worse? The heir to the Nightshade
Pack.
I had no escape.
Unless…
I clenched my fists. I didn’t want the child. It wasn’t born out of love. It was born out of manipulation.
But how would I get rid of it?
No doctor in the pack would help me. They all knew about the engagement now. The pregnancy. They would never dare lay a hand on Roxanne, not with the Alpha’s grandchild growing inside her.
Taking her to another pack? No. Too risky. Too many questions.
A miscarriage.
It was cruel. But it was the only way.
I imagined pushing her down the stairs.
No. Too obvious.
Poison?
Too dangerous. And if they found it in her system, they would suspect me immediately.
I needed something… subtle. Something clean, quiet and untraceable.
They
I stood up and started pacing
“There has to be a way,” I muttered.
Frustrated, I kicked the edge of the table. A magazine flew off and landed open on the floor. I glared at it.
“Useless junk,” I grunted and was about to toss it away.
But something caught my eye.
At the bottom corner of the page, in small letters, was a strange ad.
ARE YOU TRAPPED IN LIFE? DO YOU FEEL CURSED IN LOVE, MONEY, OR POWER?
CALL THIS NUMBER FOR ANSWERS. SUPERNATURAL HELP AVAILABLE. NO PROBLEM TOO BIG.
LOVE SPELLS, PROTECTION, CURSES REMOVED, FATE ALTERED.
CALL MADAM MORANA.
A tiny phone number was printed at the bottom. The font was cheesy. It looked like those ridiculous fortune teller posters you saw on street signs.
Valric laughed. “Desperate much?”
I stared at the ad.
It was stupid. Probably a scam. Or some bored person pretending to be magical.
But what if it wasn’t?
What if this “Madam Morana” really knew things? Could do things?
I reached for my phone and dialed the number.
It rang three times.
Then a woman answered. Her voice was raspy, like dried leaves in autumn.
“Yes? Who seeks help?”
I hesitated. “I… I have a problem.”
“Everyone does, child. Speak.”
I paused, unsure of how much to say. But something in her tone made me keep talking.
“There’s someone I can’t get away from. She’s pregnant. But it wasn’t supposed to happen. She tricked me.
I need… a way out.”
There was silence on the line.
Then she said, “Come to me. I cannot work over the phone. You must be present.”
“Where?”
She gave me an address.
It was near the edge of the pack territory and close to the forest.
My brows furrowed. That area was mostly abandoned. No one lived there anymore.
“Let me know when you arrive. And come alone.”
1 hung up.
I stared at the phone. Something felt off.
“She lives near the forest,” I muttered.
Valric shifted inside me. “It’s dangerous. That place is cursed.”
“She sounded old. I doubt she would be able to hurt me physically. But she might not be alone.”
My gut twisted. I needed backup.
Alex.
He was my best friend. My right hand. And most importantly, someone who wouldn’t ask questions if I
asked him to keep a secret.
I grabbed my jacket and phone and stormed down the hall.
Alex was in the training yard. He was shirtless and swinging a wooden staff at a dummy. He looked up
when he saw me.
“Kael? You look like hell.”
“Thanks. I need you. Now.”
He dropped the staff. “What’s going on?”
“I need to meet someone. Discreetly. It’s important. I’ll explain on the way.”
He didn’t even hesitate. “Let’s go.”
As we drove toward the woods, I told him everything. About Roxanne. The blackmail. The pregnancy.
He was silent for a long time.
Then he said, “You’re thinking about getting rid of the kid.”
“Yes. I have no choice.”
He nodded. “Alright. I’m with you. Whatever happens, I won’t let them pin it on you.”
We drove in silence for a while. The trees grew thicker. Shadows danced under the pale moonlight.
Eventually, we reached the address. It was a small cabin. The wood was aged and dark. Vines grew up the
walls.
Smoke curled from the chimney.
I took a deep breath and knocked.
The door creaked open.
She stood there.
Madam Morana.
She was old. Very old. Her skin was wrinkled like dry bark. Her eyes were milky white, but she looked
directly at me, like she could see through skin and bone.
“Kael, the son of the Alpha. I was expecting you.”
I stiffened. “How did you know my name?”
She smiled. Her teeth were yellowed. “You carry the scent of death and desire. Come in.”
I stepped inside.
The air was thick with herbs and smoke. Candles burned in every corner. There were jars on shelves, some
with strange things inside. Bones. Dried flowers. Stones that glowed faintly.
Alex stayed by the door. His hand was on the hilt of his dagger.
“What is it that you wish from me?” Morana asked.
I licked my lips. “I need a way to… end a pregnancy. Without anyone knowing. Without any suspicion.”
She tilted her head. “You do not want to harm the mother?”
“No. Just the child.”
She nodded slowly. “It can be done. But such things come at a price.”
“What kind of price?”
She leaned forward. Her eyes glowed faintly now.
“Nothing in this world comes free, Alpha. Blood must pay for blood. A soul for a soul.”
I swallowed hard.
This was darker than I expected.
Valric whispered, “She’s a witch. A powerful one.”
I looked at Morana again.
She smiled wider. “Yes, child. I am what you fear. And what you need. Do you accept my help?”
I didn’t answer.
Not yet.
Chulptem
Because I had just stepped into something far more dangerous than Roxanne.
And I wasn’t sure I could walk back out.
