The Alpha's Omega Mate-Chapter 62: Not a healer.

~Dahlia’s POV~

For the rest of the day, I refused to leave my room due to fear. I feared that Sadie may have informed the other girls about what happened earlier with Madame Berlin; I feared that I would be branded a witch.

And worse.... I feared for myself. I was afraid of myself, and I couldn’t help but think about the events of today.

How did I do that?

How did I manage to heal Madame Berlin without doing so much? 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Since when did I become a healer?

A knock on my door snapped me out of my reverie, and thinking that I was about to be attacked by other slave girls, or berated for what I had done, I shuffled away from the door, my eyes wide as I backed into a corner of the room.

But the incessant knocking didn’t stop. The person didn’t leave.

My breath hitched when the rasp knock became even louder and I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart pounding against my chest as I listened to the sound of shuffling feet by the door.

"Dahlia, it’s I, Sadie and I know you’re in there!" Sadie called out in a soft voice, and when I still didn’t move an inch, she added; "...I can hear your heartbeat! I’m a listener!"

My eyes snapped open. A... what?

Quickly, I rushed over to pry the door open and as soon as I did, Sadie made her way into the room, quickly fastening the door’s locks back into place. She turned to me, smiling; "I thought you’ll never open up."

"I didn’t want to leave you there for too long. That’d be rude." I answered, lying through my teeth, and Sadie probably noticed this too because then she grinned at me.

"I know right?"

I was stunned when she carelessly brushed past me to go sit on my small bed, acting as though we were friends for a long time, and that this was something she usually did. She further surprised me when she tapped on the empty space beside her and muttered; "Come sit. I think we need to talk."

I frowned. As much as the concept of finally having a friend around here seemed quite appealing, I have been through enough hardship to know that all of these could also be a facade. A ploy. A way to find out what had transpired between Madame Berlin and I earlier— even though I too, do not know.

"I don’t think there’s anything to talk about." I answered, crossing both of my arms over my chest. I didn’t move towards the bed but instead stood by the door as I still found her untrustworthy.

Sadie rolled her eyes. I watched her as she played with the tips of her sandy blonde hair absentmindedly before her eyes found mine. She said; "I saw you heal Madame Berlin earlier."

"I don’t think I did it."

"But I saw it happen!" She snapped, interrupting me, "...and judging by your reaction to it, I’d say that this is the first time it’s happening. Isn’t it?" She asked and I pressed my lips together in frustration... and maybe confusion.

I am not saying a damn thing!

"I also reacted this way when I found out I had powers for the first time." She added, and my eyes bulged as I stared at her in shock.

"You... you mean...?"

"Yes, I’m a listener." She added, a proud smile gracing her face. "As wolves, we usually have advanced hearing but that’s not the case with me. I’m an Omega. A weak wolf. I should have weak hearing too just like you but I don’t. I hear sounds. Clearly. Even better than Alpha wolves.... And I hear sounds that are not even there. Sounds from the other realm." She explained solemnly, and I could only listen with a mixture of both surprise and... was that panic?

"Oh."

"My sister had the gift of sight. She could see things... visions. Dreams. She would tell you things, and they would always come to pass."

"That sounds—"

"She’s dead. She saw what she was never meant to, and told who she was never supposed to." Sadie said coldly, interrupting me, and I gulped.

My heart fell.

"But... but why are you telling me all of this?" I couldn’t help but ask, and my brows furrowed in confusion when she smiled brightly— too brightly— It was a stark contrast to the forlorn look on her face only a few seconds ago.

"Because I want you to know that you’re not alone." She muttered, "because I want you to understand that if you think you’re a freak, there are other freaks out there."

"I’m not a freak."

"Because I know what I saw... and I think you’re a healer." She added, causing me to slap my lips together as I could no longer bring myself to say anything to her.

"I saw you heal Madame Berlin." She said again, her voice crisp. "She was about to die. I saw your hair glow with an otherworldly light. I saw the veins on your body shine like pines in a hidden realm under the blood moon. And I do not know why you’re so afraid—"

"Because I’ll be cast out!" I snapped, shocked that I had even interrupted her. I blinked when I saw her smile at me, and deciding to throw caution into the wind, I added in a rushed tone; "Because I do not know how it happened... I have never done it before."

"And I know."

Her voice was calm, soothing... soft. It was nothing like the inner turmoil which I now faced. I shook my head at her, tears filling my eyes, and I continued;

"You know but you don’t get it."

"Dahlia, I do." She tried to argue but again, I shook my head. Stopping her. Correcting her.

"No, you don’t. A lot of people here hate me for no reason. Do you know what they’ll do when they find out I have healing abilities?"

"They’ll love you."

"They’ll brand me a witch!" I snapped, noticing the way Sadie gulped. Her eyes for the first time snapped away from my face and she seemed uncomfortable— that or maybe she’s finally realized how much of a deep shit I was in.

A few minutes of silence passed between us, and just when I had begun to think that this was where the conversation ended, she lifted her head to me again, her eyes hopeful, she said; "Then hide it. Do not let anyone know about it."

’But you know about it’ I wanted to say to her, but deciding that it was best not to voice that out, I glanced away, blinking back tears.

"Okay."

And with that, Sadie rose to her feet, her large yellow dress flaying around her ankles. I stepped away when she stepped closer but before I could go any further, she grabbed both of my shoulders in a death grip and stared straight into my eyes;

"Just rest for now, Dahlia, and take your time to think it through. I don’t think healing people is such a bad thing. On the bright side, you may be made to work in the pack’s hospital." She said in a light voice.

But something about her piercing gray eyes unsettled me. Something about the way it seemed as though she could see into my soul... and unravel me completely made me jittery.

I nodded once before stepping out of her hold, and then I moved to the other end of the room before crossing my arms over my chest.

"I’ll do just that." I said softly— I didn’t mean it— "I’ll think it through."

She smiled at me— one that didn’t quite reach her eyes— and then she stepped out, leaving me staring at her retreating frame in both confusion and worry.

Sadie was not a bad person, I could feel it. But something about her seemed strange. It was complicated. It made me antsy, made something buried deep inside my soul agitated.

I do not know how to describe it, but I knew that she was not the problem. I was.

I was because I knew that I didn’t tell her everything. I didn’t tell her how my skin buzzed with a strange electricity-like feeling. I didn’t tell her how I could smell her lies from a million miles away. I didn’t tell her how I knew she was not an Omega like me, but a Beta she-wolf. And her so-called listening abilities were not just it. She was more.

—And I didn’t tell her how easy it would have been to snuff the life out of Madame Berlin earlier.

I didn’t know what was happening to me but I definitely wasn’t a healer. A healer never had this irresistible urge to kill.

An Omega healer never had an irresistible urge to shift.

But I did— even though I was certain as hell that I do not have a wolf.