Chapter 145: Find Autumn
[Back at the Bloodfang Pack - Underground Dungeons | Shadow Hour]
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"...Healer Mango?"
Rory choked on his words repeating them again before literally rubbing his eyes because he couldnโt believe what he was seeing.
The figure in the cell didnโt move at first. Then, slowly, like an old mechanical robot,long rusted by time, the woman stirred.
Her head tilted.
Her hair was matted, clumped together .They looked more gray for some reason. The subtle light flickered across her face as she turned, casting faint shadows that accentuated every deep wrinkle, every hollowed groove in her cheeks. It almost seemed like she had aged over night.
She squinted, lips parting slightly as if even sound had grown foreign.
And then her cracked voice whispered, "Is this the Curzon boy...Rory?"
Rory took a sharp step forward. "Healer Mango!" His voice cracked with disbelief. "Why...How...Why are you here?I mean how?"
She blinked slowly, as though every movement demanded more effort than she could afford.Her thin fingers gripped the cell bars, and she used them to pull herself forward in small, dragging motions. Her knees scraped the floor as she scooted closer, her body slumped like it was carrying more weight than flesh and bones could bear.
"Long story, boy," she rasped, finally smiling...but the smile was brittle, strained, and too tight to be real. "You wouldnโt want to bother with that now."
Roryโs brows were knit tight with horror. "But... but Healer Mango... how did you end up in here? Werenโt you in the Blackmoon pack? When did you come to the Bloodfangs? That too a prisoner? Alpha Kieran knows about this?"