Alpha in Town + TVD / TW

46. The Original Werewolf

I followed Callista through the forest. The sun was now rising in the sky. The forest was lit with an orange glow. Callista had me following her all night to a deeper part of the forest. Who knows how far we've gone?

"We're here." Callista announced and stopped. There was a large oak tree behind her and wild flowers surrounded the forest floor and around the huge trunk of the tree.

"Where is here, exactly?" I asked.

Callista turned to me with a small smile, "You want to become like me do you not?" She asked.

I furrowed my brows together, "How do you know that?"

"I spoke to the man you know as Shane. That's why I was a little bit late getting to you. He has motives that I do not agree with and that matter was more urgent. I'm sure he will ignore my warning and continue trying to resurrect my brother." Now I was confused.

"Wait. Brother?" I asked in confusion.

Callista grinned, "Silas wasn't just a witch that turned me into what I am. He's my brother. Half-brother if you want to get technical." Callista answered.

My jaw dropped hearing that, "If Silas is your brother, then why do you not want him to be brought back?"

"Because my brother does not have pure intentions. Qetsiyah took away the love of his life and he wants to be rejoined with her. He will turn everything upside down in order to achieve that. There are some things best to be left alone. Silas is one of them. As is the cure." That piqued my interest.

"Why is that?" Callista sighed.

"The cure is sealed with Silas. The cure is meant to be used on Silas to make him mortal so he could die and be stuck on the other side instead of being reunited with his love in the afterlife. It's not meant for anyone else but him. Your friends are mistaken thinking everyone can take the cure. It's only one dose." Callista said and held up one finger.

"Now, back to the subject at hand here. You want to become an Original Werewolf. Lucky for you, you're the only wolf that I'd be willing to do that for." Callista noticed my confusion and continued.

"Maybe it would be better if I start at the very beginning. Silas is only my half brother. We have the same father, different mothers. Silas's mother died of an illness when he was just a babe. Our father met my mother in a neighboring village. They fell in love, married, and later I was born. However, I was born with a disability. In today's times the disease is called Muscular Dystrophy. As soon as I learned how to walk, I quickly lost it. It only got worse as I got older. By the time I turned eighteen, I was completely reliant on other people to care for me and I was stuck in a chair that was moved for me." Callista took a seat on one of the oak trees' large roots.

"Because of me, other villagers began to think that our family was cursed by the gods. We were outcasted. It didn't help that Silas developed magic that he got from his mother. A group called the Travelers took us in. That's where Silas first met Qetsiyah. Qetsiyah was smitten by my brother. To the point when Silas begged Qestiyah for a way to cure me of my disease, she created a spell."

"Artemis' Blessing." I answered. Callista nodded and continued.

"The spell was designed to call upon nature itself to heal. The full moon was the power for the spell, the garden's life essence, and finally the blood of the wolf. A creature often depicted to be one of power. One night, Silas forced me to the garden. He performed the spell as Qetsiyah instructed him. He made me drink the wolf's blood mixed with the immortality elixir that Qetsiyah made. After the spell was done, it was the first time I turned into a wolf. Thus the first Werewolf was created. It healed me of my disease but at a cost. Every full moon after that, I would turn into a wolf again. It was a side effect of the spell that Qetsiyah nor Silas could have foreseen."