Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 238 The Boy From The River
Shilah and her sisters had gone a long way. Thus, the numbers of sick persons were contracting.
It delighted Shilah to see how far they’ve gone. The joy on the people’s faces were priceless – it was something she could do anything for.
Some of the witches had gone to rest as using their powers for so long was draining them. Even Shilah was beginning to get a little tired, but she wasn’t ready to quit – not when she was not done.
She was in front of a young crippled child who’s mother was beside him. She could clearly read the anxiety on the mother’s face – that look of desperation yet, disbelief. Tears were actually reflecting in her eyes, but she seemingly fought them back.
Giving a long stare at the mother, Shilah lowered to the child and got hold of his legs. As usual, she closed her eyes and muttered her prayer. And in less than a minute, the child was shrieking in pains. Another minute and he was able to move his legs.
“Oh, bless the guardians!” His mother suddenly exclaimed, her withheld tears finally leaving her eyes.
“My dear soul! He can walk! My son can walk!”
Tears stung her cheeks as she helped her boy walk around. Then, she returned to Shilah and fell on her feet.
“May the guardians bless you!” She wept, clinging onto Shilah’s feet like her life depended on it. “For this you have done – being an answer to my prayers – you shall know no pain! You shall know no sorrow! The guardians will always be with you! Thank you! Thank you!”
Shilah’s heart fluttered at the sight of the gratefulness. Although, a lot of people had equally been grateful, but that of the woman in front of her seemed different. She seemed more intended about it.
She smiled and crouched so she could help her from the ground.
“I am glad I could be of help, woman”, she uttered while helping her up. “But it is the work of the Spirits, not mine”.
“No…No. You do not understand,” the woman sniffled.
“My son, he’s been this way since birth. And after him, I was unable to conceive again. My husband blamed it on me – said I was cursed and my only child had to be crippled. He left us”, her voice cracked at the last line.
“Since then, I’ve been trying so hard to get my son to walk. I just… I just wanted to prove his father wrong, and….and to convince myself that I wasn’t cursed. I just wanted it to happen. Day and night, I’d pray to the guardians, do charity, give offerings. Because I believed some day, an answer would come. And you did…”
She pulled Shilah into a tight hug.
“Thank you! Thank you so much!”
It softened Shilah’s heart – hearing her story. She patted her back still in the hug and prayed to the Spirits to make her whole again – especially her womb.
Just then, the yells of a young girl distracted them. Shilah disengaged from the hug and looked toward the direction to find a teenager trying to get p@ssthe witches in her way.
“Please! I need to see her! Where is she?! Please, let me through!” The little girl struggled, being withheld by two witches.
“Hold on. Hold on. Who do you want to see?” Sukie asked. She was standing in front of the girl and the whole thing had drawn the attention of everyone.
“The one who is the Alpha King’s wife! Please, let me through! I need to see her!” The young girl replied.
Seeing how desperate she was, Shilah budged forward to meet her. The young girl still didn’t know she was the one. Although, the rumours had been flying around that the Alpha King’s wife was present, but she was yet to see her face.
“What is it you need to tell her?” Shilah asked coldly as she stood in front of her. “Speak, for she can hear you”.
The witches restraining her let her go at once. And staring into Shilah’s eyes, the young girl could tell she was the one.
“My name is Zinnia”, she began. “And what I want to say…is about your son.”
There was drop-dead silence, even the thud in Shilah’s heart couldn’t be heard.
For a about a minute, she felt numb – like every part of her body had been frozen. Her eyes were pinned on the young girl, but they were not blinking. She could be related to a statue – a frozen statue.
Finally, she found her tongue again and f0rced herself to ask.
“What…are you talking about?” Her heart thundered and skipped a few beats. She only blinked once.
“I am…. telling you the truth”, Zinnia swallowed hard.
The look in the lady’s eyes were a bit frightening. The rest of the witches were taken aback and turned to listen.
“Two months ago,” she went on. “My father and step-mother found a little child floating in the river close to our house. He…he was so young, we thought he might be a day old. My step mother… is desperate. So, when she found this child, she decided to keep it for herself. I… I tried to talk to them, but they wouldn’t listen.
“Few days later, we heard your son had gone missing on the same day we’d found that child. So, we… we felt he might be yours. We… we may be wrong, but…”
“Where is this child?! Where are your parents?” Sukie jumped in. Her eyes were dilating in shock.
Zinnia looked at her. “They um… they are planning on running away because they know you are here. When I left, they were packing up their things already. They may be leaving soon”,
“I cannot believe this”, one of the villagers muttered to the other. “Ora and Raviv has been hiding a child the whole time?!”
“No wonder Ora bought wraps the other day…”
“And Raviv was always getting herbs…”
As the villagers mumbled indistinctly, Shilah stood still like a statue, staring blankly at the girl. Her hands were shaking beside her and slowly, a pained tear trickled down her cheek.
It took her a long time to catch a grip of herself.
“Take. me. to. them”, she finally said between gritted teeth. She wiped off her tear and ran to her horse, taking Zinnia with her.