Tasting All My Mates

241- The Seer, Who Saw Him Die

Years Ago:

Author’s POV:

“Hazel! Luna Mel Gray is here to meet you.” Alaric ran to Hazel in shock and astonishment. It wasn‘t every day that the Lunas would come to see them. Whenever they came around, it meant their month would go well. They will pay a heavy amount.

“Oh, My God!” Hazel was only in her early twenties, but she was already well-liked by the Royals; “I hope this one is nicer,” she said, expressing her apprehension at meeting these Royals. There were royals who would come for help and then get angry if things didn‘t go well to their liking.

“I am going to invite her in, okay?” Alaric told Hazel and ran out of the room to let her deal with Mrs. Gray. The young Luna walked inside in a black gown and black cape, holding something under the blanket.

“Have a seat.” Hazel offered her a chair, but Mrs. Gray only stared at it and then let out a sigh.

“Can I get something more comfortable and clean?” she demanded while rolling her eyes at Hazel.

“Su–re!” Hazel knew she was encountering a messy one from the get–go. For the next few minutes, it was just Alaric pulling a couch into the room for Mrs. Gray to sit down comfortably.

“I heard you can do magic,” Mrs. Gray muttered while watching Hazel‘s face.

“Yes, I can.” She answered sweetly, “But only the Royal knows about it. Magic is forbidden, so my services are only fo–” Hazel was sweetly trying to explain when Mrs. Gray hushed her.

“I am not here to listen to your stupid life story. I am here to get some work done,” she responded a bit rudely to Hazel. But it wouldn‘t be the first time that Hazel encountered someone like that. She pouted sadly and then nodded.

I help you?” She put on a brave face even when the insults broke

is wrong with my little son,” Mrs. Gray said as she unwrapped the blanket and

she didn‘t understand how she was supposed to help her with her

bitch, of course, I did.” Mrs. Gray yelled at her as anger

comforted herself before demanding

less piece of trash,” she muttered, waiting for Alaric to bring them a baby crib. Once she laid her son down in the crib, she turned to talk with

many rude and disgusting royals, but Mrs. Gray stole

suffering from some disease that is rare in werewolves. He will lose blood with time and by the time he is only 5, he will die.” Mrs. Gray was panicking;

werewolves

doctors told me they could not do anything to

However, I am not sure how you expect me to help you.” Hazel

hitting Hazel for even asking her what she wanted from her. It was obvious that Mrs. Ģray wanted her to save her son‘s life by any

me you cannot help me,” Mrs. Gray then glared at

silent.

but it requires dark magic,” Hazel was a bit hesitant. She didn‘t want to upset anyone, and also, Mrs.

magic didn‘t

it seemed like she was demanding, her hands met together to plead for her

deep breath

that, her look changed. They were in very good

“Okay!” Hazel agreed.

to save my child?” Mrs. Gray seemed to have found a