
A SOUL REBORN
Anietie Emmanson · Ongoing · 111.4k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
A Fresh Rebirth
I opened my eyes and blinked at the hazy light that met my sight. My body felt weird, like it was enveloped in something unusual, and my head throbbed. I was aware that I wasn't alone, even if everything around me felt strange and out of focus. Faint whispers, each with a hint of urgency, crept into my head as shadows danced on the walls.
"Is she conscious?" A quiet but relieved murmur came from someone.
My muscles felt heavy, sluggish, and alien as I attempted to sit up. I slowly raised a hand and gazed at it as though it were someone else's. This was incorrect. It wasn't me.
Where am I?
"Hey, it's easy over there," a soft voice remarked. A woman with a cautious yet compassionate expression hovered over me. "You were hit pretty hard."
"Who...?" My voice sounded raw and harsh. It seemed like sorting through mist as my thoughts fumbled for something recognizable. I looked for names, memories, or anything else that might help me feel anchored, but my mind was empty.
"Where am I?" Feeling the weight of the words in my throat, I managed to ask.
The woman and an unidentified person exchanged glances. She said, "You're safe." "You are now in the pack's territory with us. You were discovered on the fringes.
Pack. Though it was brief, like a word on the tip of my tongue, the word gave me a brief sense of familiarity.
I pushed through the dull agony in my muscles and forced myself to sit up. As I did, I realized how clear everything was getting, my senses sharpening with each new second. Each of the room's rich, unique fragrances came to life. The earthy tone of the room, the faint aroma of pine on the woman's blouse, and even the faint sense of rain in the air were all detectable to me.
I said in a strange-sounding voice, "I don't remember...anything." “I don’t remember how I got here.”
The woman's eyes grew empathetic. It's alright. It takes time sometimes. Recollection Indeed, it may be a challenging situation.
I accepted her offer of a hand and felt a tingling warmth go through my fingertips as she touched me. I stared at her, expecting answers I wasn't sure she could provide.
"What's your name?" With a soft yet inquisitive tone, she asked.
I stopped. My name is... What was my name?
"Luna," I replied slowly, the word coming out of my mouth with an unfathomable familiarity. That did feel right. Luna.
The woman grinned. Luna is an appropriate name. Mara is my name. Here, I am the pack healer. We will take care of you, and you are safe.
Mara. Heal. Pack. The words stirred feelings I couldn't yet pinpoint, striking a chord deep inside me. But a faint but developing feeling of purpose also began to boil with it.
I looked around and saw that I was in a plain, dark room. The smell of herbs permeated the air, as shadows danced over the wooden walls. A weird need to touch the bundles of dried plants hanging on the wall drew me in. It was almost like I knew them.
"Whatever became of me?" I put my arms over myself and asked.
Mara's forehead wrinkled. That's what we're attempting to determine. You were unconscious and resting by the river by yourself. Given the condition you were in when we found you, it's amazing you were still alive.
"Alive?" I shuddered and echoed.
She gave a nod. Seldom. However, the fact that your heart was beating was sufficient for us to bring you here.
A weird sensation came over me as she talked; I could feel a pulse beneath my skin and a warmth emanating from my center. It appeared as if something that had not before existed had been kindled. It felt strong, even if I didn't comprehend it. The feeling intensified, coursing like a soft, luminous current across my body.
"How are you doing, Luna?" I was drawn back by Mara's words, and I saw that she was staring at me worriedly.
"I... I believe so." I looked down at my hands, which were shaking a little. "It's just that I feel weird."
"How strange?"
I had trouble coming up with the correct words. It's difficult to describe. I'm not sure what it is, but it seems like there's something warm inside of me.
Mara's eyes narrowed as she studied me intently. "Interesting. You could have a gift.
"A present?"
She gave a nod. Some of us have skills from birth. We have special powers. Maybe you have one too.
Even as she was speaking, I felt an impulse rise within me, despite my desire to ignore the notion. Unconsciously, my hand reached out as my eyes strayed to the plants on the table. I felt a surge of vitality when my fingertips touched the desiccated leaves. Plants, roots, and blooms that I somehow knew the names of and understood how to utilize raced across my consciousness.
I gasped and staggered back.
"What is going on with me?" I hardly raised my voice beyond a whisper.
There was a trace of amazement in Mara's countenance as her eyes widened. "Luna... I believe you may have healing abilities.
I gave a headshake. "No... I... Nothing about becoming a healer comes to mind.
"The soul remembers what the mind forgets sometimes," she added quietly.
Her words lingered and were ingrained in my bones. I couldn't quite put my finger on why, but I knew she was correct.
In an attempt to stabilize myself, I took a trembling breath. "Why do I feel as though something is lacking if I am a healer? As if I've lost a piece of myself?
Mara touched my shoulder in a comforting manner. Only time will be able to determine that. Rest for now. You don't realize how much you've been through.
However, while she was speaking, a searing pain jolted through my head, and I saw a flashing vision of a dark forest, a shadowy figure, and a pair of familiar, piercing eyes observing me. I clutched my head and staggered back.
"Luna?" Mara's voice seemed muffled and distant.
As the image intensified, a terrible sadness filled the figure's eyes. A single phrase reverberated in my thoughts, causing me to feel a mixture of yearning and fear as the familiar but fuzzy face began to emerge from the shadows.
"Kai."
Before I even realized I was saying it, the name slid out of my mouth. Mara's gaze expanded.
"Have you mentioned Kai?" Her voice was no more than a whisper when she requested.
As the image dimmed, I held my head tight, but the sensation it left behind was strong and clung to me like a vice. Kai, whomever he was, was bound to me, bound to my soul. I sensed it with an inexplicable clarity.
"Yes," I muttered. "However... I have no idea who he is.
Mara and the door exchanged a cautious look, as though she thought someone would enter at any second. With a hint of caution in her voice, she declared, "Kai is the Alpha of our pack, Luna." He had been anticipating someone. for an extended period of time.
A shiver went through my body. "Are you waiting for me?"
Mara nodded slowly, confusion and pity mixed together on her face. Maybe. Or maybe for a non-existent individual.
As the remainder of the vision dwindled, her words replayed in my head. Something inside of me was pulled by the remembrance of those eyes. This Kai was who? And why was his name haunting me like a ghost?
Although I had no answer, I was certain that I had to find out.
Because I had a feeling that Kai was the key to both my past and, perhaps, my future.
A towering person with a commanding presence entered the room as the door cracked open. His penetrating eyes, full with a mix of love and bewilderment, met mine immediately.
"Kai." As if I had known the name all my life, I breathed it out.
He stepped nearer, his voice low and full of an unadulterated emotion that I was unable to understand.
"You're alive."
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