JASMINE’S POV
I left on at the handso man looking down at .
He was so handso and sothing about his energy drew to him.
It wasn’t due to the fact that he was smiling, he just seed like the type of man you would throw yourself in the river for.
He had a perfectly lined jaw that I knew wasn’t exaggerated by the artist.
A glint in his green eyes that he’d mischief.
His beautiful golden hair lay neatly on his head, his perfectly arched brows fashioned his face.
He was such a beautiful man I was stunned.
He looked absolutely nothing like Bale.
And then for a split second it made wonder why Bale’s painting wasn’t here either.
"O.... Ott." I muttered to him as I tried to reach his arm.
The pains had instantly disappeared.
I didn’t turn away from the handso man’s painting and kept on trying to tap Otto.
"Mmmhh?" Otto mumbled then I heard a pause and felt him looking too.
"Wow." Otto said.
All I could do was stare at this man.
I beca clouded with this overwhelming feeling of déjà vu.
Like I knew him.
The exact sa way I had felt once I had gotten into the royal pack.
It clouded my entire emotions.
And then my spirits lifted.
If his portrait was here, then that ant he was still alive.
I turned to Otto with excitent. "Otto.... I think he is alive and here."
My hands were shaking in glee.
"Aren’t you in pains anymore?" He asked .
I shook my head. "No I can barely feel a thing. I need to see him!"
Finally I was going to be able to et him.
I was going to know my mother’s family.
That was all that mattered at the mont.
"And then he could interpret the last part of the map." Otto said in an enthusiastic tone.
Everything that I had questioned.
I was finally about to be given an answer.
My hands went to my round tummy and in my heart, I gently told my baby.
"I told you we were going to find a way didn’t I?"
And then I smiled.
"Co." Otto said to and I noticed his eyes were wavering around.
"What?" I mumbled.
I looked and saw for myself.
Eyes were looking at us and there were whispers.
The people were staring and I could see the questions in their eyes.
They were wondering who we were and why we were looking so much at the paintings.
"Yeah we should go." I said agreeing without even waiting for him to ask.
I took his arm and led him to the path that had been described where the healer was.
We walked down the pack halls.
The air felt different.
"We need to try not to look out of place here." He whispered to as he led down.
I nodded in agreent as we went back on our way.
The atmosphere felt entire different here.
It was pulling in and yet telling to run the hell back.
Eventually we got to the door of the healer.
I turned to him. "Now what do we do?"
He seed to think for a while.
"Why don’t we just ask about him?" I asked.
"If we do it might raise suspicions." He said.
I chewed my bottom lip and instantly regretted why I didn’t ask the woman from last night about Aiden.
And then I rembered what she said about the moonlight pack.
She detested them.
And the distant lands was obviously a pack still under the moonlight pack’s control.
I massaged my brow as I thought hard.
Before we could say a word, the door was opened and a smallish woman erged.
She was perhaps around the age of thirty.
She had on a simple loose shirt and pants.
She had brown hair packed in a ponytail and a single braid.
She looked up at us.
"And how can I help you?" She looked at us from head to toe.
"Oh... uhmmm... we’re looking for the healer." I said.
She glared at and gave a cold dead stare. "I am the healer, what do you want?"
I stifled.
I turned to Otto for support but he looked smitten.
Looked as though he was in a trance and nothing could bring him back.
I turned back and saw it was the healer he was looking at.
That was the first ti I had seen Otto look at anyone in such a way.
She didn’t look particularly pleased at his presence.
Before I could say a word to bring him back to the present, I felt a pain in my tummy.
"Ouch." I cried as I held my tummy.
"Are you okay?" He asked quickly.
I managed to breathe as I held unto his hand for support. "I’m fine. I just need a minute."
The healer looked at from head to toe and nodded at the room.
"Co in."
And she walked into the room.
I and Otto turned to look at each other before he led into the room.
The healer’s room was a small room with neatly organized tables of potions.
Everything was in place.
Nothing like how Loren’s place was or even Nanny Nia.
She was well kept.
She sat down on a couch and motioned at to seat opposite her.
Otto helped take a seat and then she collected my hand and seed to feel my pulse.
She closed her eyes and then I saw her fangs co out.
That startled .
Otto snarled at her.
But the fangs went back in and she looked at .
"Jasmine." She said and that further scared .
I quickly drew my hand away.
"How do you know my na." I asked surprised.
She gave a coy smile.
A smile on her face I never knew would be possible.
"Your father is going to be so happy to finally see you." She told .
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