The Cursed and the Blessed Wolf

ATTENTION...REWRITE IN PROGRESS

My sincerest apologies to those readers who have already

invested an interest...or were about to start reading... “Cursed

Are The Blessed”, but under the advisement of editorial opinions

from several platforms it is posted on...and of my own volition...due

to the slow progression of the book it is currently under a major

revision. This will hopefully streamline the story and help move it

along. The revision will start to be reposted after the holiday

season sometime in early January 2025. Once again, I'm sorry for any

inconvenience this may have caused anyone. I hope that once the

rewrite is out, you will give the new...and hopefully improved...

“Cursed Are The Blessed” a chance. Until then, please take care

and stay safe and healthy.

About 24 years ago...

Romania...a secluded ravine near the base of the Carpathian Mountains chain...

Meera, a witch from the Starfall Coven, gives another quick scan of her surroundings as she anxiously awaits the luna of the Shadow Hunter Pack; although she doesn't believe that she was followed she realizes that one can never be too careful ... especially taking into account the current situation.

It's been a little over five months since she started having random prophetic visions of an impending assault.  Meera is renowned for her seer ability among the witch community throughout the entire Balkan and Slavic regions.  In fact, Meera was the first witch to first receive these visions; even the so-called more powerful witches and wizards with seer abilities serving at the Supreme Covenant didn't start reporting having visions involving the impending assault until two months after her.

Almost a half hour has passed, and finally Meera gets her first glimpse of the luna, who is swiftly ascending the mountainous terrain in her wolf-form.  Once reaching Meera, the luna transforms into her human-form, and Meera reaches into her knapsack and pulls out a blanket; already aware that the luna would be naked after the transformation, having met her prior to this on several different occasions. 

"Here, this is for you."  Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Meera reaches out to hand the luna the blanket, keeping her head turned away to the side and eyes averted to the ground.  Her cheeks are a bit flushed.

"Thank you."  Quickly noticing how Meera is avoiding looking at her unclothed body, the luna decides to have a bit of fun and tease her.  "My, you are a shy one; aren't you? ... Or maybe it's because you find my body unappealing; hmm?"

Meera becomes a bit flustered as she quickly responds so as not to offend the luna...

"Oh no, not at all.  I think your body is very appealing; so, it would be difficult for me to concentrate talking to you while you're naked."  It instantly dawns on Meera what she's just said, causing her cheeks to turn an even darker shade of red.  "No ... uh ... what I meant to say was..."

The luna lets her off the hook.  She chuckles, "It's fine, I know what you meant; I was just joking with you. ... Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"No, it's okay, you didn't at all."  Meera unconvincingly replies while still flushed in the cheeks.

A brief moment of silence passes, giving Meera the chance to compose herself.  The time for awkwardness and levity is over; it's time to discuss more serious matters.  Meera hesitantly begins, speaking in a somber manner...

"Shakira ... I'm sorry ... our coven was just notified by the Supreme Covenant that the Great World Council decided not to intervene and assist the Shadow Hunter Pack."  Meera slowly looks down to the ground, as a shameful expression gradually overtakes her countenance.  "Again, I am so sorry."

Shakira reassuringly places her hand upon Meera's shoulder and conveys a comforting smile...

"Meera, it's fine; don't feel bad.  It isn't your fault.  After all, you were the one who first warned us when you started having your visions.  Heck, you even got in trouble with your own Supreme Covenant because you informed us about the visions before them."

 The guilt she's feeling ... even though unwarranted ...  still makes Meera unable to look up at Shakira.

"But still, it isn't right.  The Shadow Hunter Pack has been guarding this area from the demons for centuries.  And, now when all of you need our help, we're being ordered to turn our backs on you and your pack."  A sudden wave of frustration surges through Meera, and she immediately balls up her hands into fists and tightly clenches them.  "This is so wrong!  How can they do this!"

Shakira takes hold of Meera's clenched fists in each of her hands and tenderly massages them until they relax and loosen up.  She then lets go of them and gently places her hands upon Meera's cheeks and carefully guides her head up to look at her.  Once again, Shakira conveys a comforting smile to Meera while speaking soothingly...

"Hey, I said it wasn't your fault; so please, stop feeling bad and blaming yourself.  It's fine."