The Wolf In Me Chapter 49: Part 2 Survive

Melody's POV

When we are brought to the great enchantress we are told that the privilege of meeting her would occur
only once in our lifetime, yet you can only meet her if she calls for you again, which rarely happens.
Then again, her coming to me was not in the list of options, yet, here she is, body weak, yet her mind
and soul as strong as ever. No one can weaken her, not even with one organ missing. She was
enchanting and brave, and nothing could make her fall from where she stands.

It took her weeks to start getting better, and when she could sit down on the bed, she called for me. As
soon as I arrived by her side, offering some pie I made for her, she sat me down by her side, watching
her form a grin, looking down at my offering.

"It smells nice. I will give it a try after telling you why I have come."

She grabbed the warm dish and placed it on the bedside, giving it one last glance before turning her
attention on me.

"You are with child. May I?" She asked to allow her to feel my belly, and with a smile, I moved my hand
to give her the opportunity.

"Ah, I can't remember the last time I felt such energy. I can feel how happy this life is making you."

She locked eyes with me, and for a second I could sense that she wanted to talk. I automatically knew
that she needed us to discuss in private so I asked for Jake that has just arrived to leave us, but before
he started to walk out the enchantress stopped him and looked up at me.

"He can stay, but I need you to read my mind for a second."

We both closed our eyes and as soon as I felt her hands covering mine, I submerged into a vision.



"We need to speak behind closed doors. This is the safest place for us to have such a conversation."

I looked at the breathtaking view around us, that almost looked like heaven. The sun was high up in the
sky, feeling its warmth on my skin. The blue river was streaming to the left side with fish jumping out of
it. Opposite the river was the greenest forest I have ever laid eyes on. I was quietly observing and
smiling like a foolish grown woman, forgetting that the enchantress was watching me intently right next
to me.

"We share a common admiration Melody, thus why your birth mother chose Melody as your name."

I turned my widened eyes at her, confused by her comment.

"Excuse me?" I murmured.

My surprised look made the enchantress chuckle.

"No one ever spoke to me about my birth parents. Do you know anything about them? Are they still
alive?"

"Now, now. Chill dear. You can't ask too many questions at once and expect me to remember to
answer them all."

Holding out a hand over my shoulder for comfort, she smiled in a friendly manner.

"That is why I came to you. I intended to tell you the truth. Starting by explaining the reason for hiding
the truth, I was just fifteen years old when I was told that I was the next to inherit the title as an
enchantress. My mother or so-called mother was not a witch and neither was my adopted father.
Having only just realised that they were not my parents by blood, I fled from the horrible life I was living.
No need to give too many details from that horrific past."



She stopped for a moment to breathe and gather herself after feeling at the verge of getting emotional.
The beautiful enchantress was also known for her soft side and though she had a strong personality,
she never hid her emotions.

"My life only started getting better when I met my mate," she said, her eyes gleaming.

"You have a mate too?" I asked surprised.

She nodded and continued to explain.

"Aiden was the kindest and the best person I have ever met. He was so handsome!" She said
swooning at the thought.

"We got married and lived together for three years."

"What happened then?" I asked curiously.

It seemed like they were living a perfect life, but...

"Well, this is the most important part for you to know."

She breathed deeply before continuing, watching me frown, trying to be as attentive as possible.

"We have just planned out to start a family of our own when the alder battle erupted. Since he was
responsible for leading in battles, he had to go. With one last kiss, we parted, never to see him alive
again. His lifeless body was brought back so that he would have a proper burial at the grand castle's
cemetery, alongside the previous enchantresses and their mates. I remember waiting impatiently for his
return to give him the news that I fell pregnant and I could immediately feel that it was a girl, and a
strong one too." She stopped for a brief moment, gathering herself up from the emotions that were too
deep for her to handle.



"My love for him never faded and there was a time where I was going crazy, literally. Those around me
thought I was not able to take care of a child and so my baby was immediately taken away from me, as
soon as she was born. I cried day and night, losing my mind over my mate's death and my daughter's
disappearance, but nothing could bring them back to me, not even the most intense prayers. I was not
fulfilling my role as an enchantress any longer and my life was slowly fading, until one day I sensed a
difference in the air. I could feel my daughter so close, my heart started to pound, feeling excited that
she was coming back to me."

I kept staring at her, now almost feeling like I knew the rest of the story, yet I wanted her to continue
without interrupting her.

"My baby was home where she belonged, but as soon as I saw her excited face, looking at her
adopted mother with love, and seeing her adopted father encouraging her by her side, I couldn't bring
myself to take her away from them. She looked beautiful in a white satin dress and golden hair. I
blessed her just like the rest of the children that formed a line in front of me, all excited for the occasion.
I did not dare to tell her the truth and though my heart ached, I let her go."

She took one of my hands in hers and reached out for the silver necklace I have always worn since I
was little. It had a small moonstone pendant attached to it.

"She was born in June, you see, so for the occasion, I sent her a necklace, representing her birth
month, just as a token of my love for her. She gave me the courage I needed to take a step forward
and start a new life in the hopes of feeling strong again, strong enough to one day face my biggest
fear."

"Your biggest fear? What would that be?" I asked wide-eyed, not imagining that a strong woman as her
would have any kind of fear.



"Losing the hopes to finally meet my child again and ask her to forgive me for abandoning her, to tell
her the whole truth, who she is, where her destiny belongs and her bloodline."

For a moment I could not utter a single word as I knew that the child in the story was my story, the
missing piece of the puzzle. She gave birth to me and named me Melody, before being taken away
from her. How could I hate her? I would never! Knowing how strong the mate bond is, I knew that losing
your one true love would drive you crazy. I would be too.

I could not hold back an embrace that I longed from her and utter the word "mother" to my true blood
parent for the very first time. I held her tightly as we both were now sat down on the bright green grass,
locked into each other's arms, sobbing with joy and contentment.

"You may tell your husband if you like, but I needed you to know the whole story before anyone else
knew."

She nodded and smiled before we both opened our eyes, returning into the hospital room where she
was still in bed recovering.


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