A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 144

A lot happened in the last week. The rebellion pack's defeat spread like wildfire and the members of the Dominio pack who had run away for safety returned. In the last six days, they have been coming in their tens and twenties, stating the reason they fled to be the fear of death and asking for another chance.

The Dominio pack welcomed them back, and they put the past in the past with the hope of a better future. The pack's victory established them once again as the strongest pack and their fear spread through the countries near and far. Now the other pack wanted to stay on their good side and offer a truce and gifts of friendship.

Ivan was in a much better shape, and his magic helped heal him up faster. Daniel's healing was slower with no magic, but the Harts created the healing room with healing magic that worked at a slow pace. Ivan couldn't help, he said disrupting the natural healing of Daniel's body aided by the healing room would affect him in the long run and it was best he stayed there until he got healed. Daniel didn't like that idea, but he had no choice. He had healed up in the last six days and Zera, as well as the Harts, visited him frequently. This was their way of thanking him for everything he did, despite telling them he didn't do it for them.

Today Zera visited and found him already dressed in new clothes and sitting on the bed. He looked all ready to leave. He never wanted to stay to begin with, and so six days was a miracle.

"Daniel..." she called out.

His head lifted, and his eyes met hers. "Zera."

"You're leaving," she said what she saw.

He nodded. "I've done my part, and now I'm better. I need to leave." he answered.

"Oh," she muttered silently. "You can't stay any longer."

"I could, but I am a hunter. I'm supposed to hunt supernatural beings, not make friends with them. The last two weeks had been a war against myself to not attack you and everyone else. I think this is best." he answered. "Can I leave or are the barriers still up?" he asked, his eyes straying from Zera over to Ivan, who stood behind her.

She turned around and found him at the door.

"I already did. The minute the war ended, the barriers fell and the only thing that had kept you here have been your own will. You can leave if you want to now." Ivan replied and Daniel's teeth clenched.

Ivan hadn't told him this truth in the last week since he was here, so he assumed the barriers were up. "You should have told me from the start."

"Then you would have left without being healed and you would have died out there. I did you a favour."

Zera turned her attention to him. "So you leave now?"

His eyes soften at her words, but he nodded. "I can't stay here. I appreciate the care and treatment, but it still feels wrong for me."

She stepped closer and threw her arms around him for a tight hug, and his eyes fluttered. "Thank you for everything you have done for me, from taking care of me, to training me, to fighting beside me."

Daniel's arms wrapped around her. "You saved me. Thank you." he mumbled into the crook of her neck. "I should have done more, but I am glad I could help."

"We will meet again," she told him, and that was a promise.

"I hope we don't," he answered and turned to glance at Ivan. "Thank you, witch."

Ivan rolled his eyes. "It's 'wise one,' not witch, asshole."

Daniel smiled, and this was the first time he had done that while in the same room with Ivan.

"Wise one." He nodded in acknowledgement and took the correction. "Do not watch over me when I'm gone."

"You can't tell me what to do," Ivan shot back.

Daniel took a step towards him, and his heart picked up its beat. They were almost the same height. Ivan stood a few inches taller, but Daniel had a broader build and a terrifying stance.

"Do not watch over me when I'm gone," he repeated, this time firmer.

Ivan nodded, "Fine then, I won't."

Daniel smirked, stepped back, and Ivan dragged a deep breath. With one last glance at Zera, he departed.

....

Zera stood at the entrance of the now-empty field, her heart beating slowly as she reminisced about everything. She had come every day since the pack war happened, spending at least an hour before leaving. It's been a week, but it felt like yesterday. The bodies were gone and so was the blood and its smell. Thanks to Ivan, it felt almost as if nothing happened and the field looked as new as it looked before the war happened.

However, the memories of the blood on her hands and her body, the death and destruction they inflicted on their enemies, didn't leave.

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