MARK OF THE FORSAKEN

Liana stepped outside her cabin on a bright morning. The early morning air was fresh carrying the earthy fresh dew. She took a deep breath, enjoying the quietness around her. Every morning, she went out to gather firewood, check her traps, and look for berries or plants she could use. Life in the forest was challenging, but Liana had grown used to it. She knew the sounds of the animals, the paths through the trees, and the places where water flowed clean and clear. Here, in her small world, she felt safe.

As she walked along the forest path, her mind drifted to the strange rumors she'd overheard about the cursed Alpha. She wondered what he looked like, what kind of man could lead a pack under such a heavy shadow. She tried to forget the thoughts; thinking about the outside world only made her feel lonely. The pack had rejected her, and the forest was the only home she knew now.

Suddenly, the sound of a branch snap made her freeze. Liana's instincts sharpened as she crouched low to understand the reason for the snap. It was rare for anyone to come this far into the forest, especially near her cabin. She felt her heart beat faster as she strained her ears to listen. At first, there was only silence, but then she heard footsteps approaching through the bush again.

Her first thought was to hide. She didn't trust strangers, especially wolves from other packs. But something kept her in place, a strange feeling she couldn't explain. She held her breath, waiting. Slowly, then someone emerges from the trees.

He was tall, with dark hair that fell around his face. His looked sharp and striking, his jaw strong, and his eyes were fascinating, Liana felt herself caught in the intensity. He looked powerful and confident, but there was also weariness in his eyes, a heaviness that seemed to settle on his shoulders like a weight.

The stranger stopped when he saw her, surprise filled his face. For a moment they both looked at each other stunned without explanation. Liana felt shivers all over her, but she kept cool.

Finally, he spoke, his voice deep and steady. "Are you…Liana?"

The way he said her name made her shiver and her skin filled with goosebumps. She hadn't heard anyone call her by name in years. She tried to hide her confusion. "Who wants to know?"

The man took a step forward, his gaze fixed on hers. "My name is Ryker. I'm the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack."

Liana lost her breath at the mention of his name. So this was the cursed Alpha she had heard about. She has thought of many things but all not in the category of what's happening right now. She hasn't expected someone like him to be standing in front of her, alone in the middle of the forest.

"I need your help," Ryker said, his voice filled with desperation she hadn't expected. "They told me about you and your mark."

Liana immediately lowered her sleeve to cover the dark birthmark on her arm, a habit she had developed over time. She felt a rush of anger at the mention of the mark. The last thing on her mind was that was someone dragging her into the very world she was trying to forget. She crossed her arms, meeting his gaze defiantly. "Why would I help you?"

Ryker was short of words to answer Liana's question. He muttered "I know you've been treated unfairly. And I don't expect you to trust me. But my pack is suffering.

My pack is affected by a curse and I think you might be the only one who can help us break it."

Liana listened to him with her heart beating with mixed emotions but kept her face normal and wasn't willing to allow him to see through her. She had spent years alone, learning to fend for herself, and the idea of moving back into pack life, especially to help a stranger made her feel uneasy.

"I'm not sure what you've heard about me, but I don't have any powers," she said, her tone guarded. "I'm just different."

Ryker shook his head. "I don't believe that. There's something special about you, something I believe you might not even know about yet. This mark is a sign of power, not a curse. The elders from other packs believe you're the key to stopping this darkness that's taken hold of my people."

She took a deep breath, trying to arrange her thoughts. "And if I say no? What then?"

Ryker's gaze didn't waver. "Then I'll respect your choice. But know this: if you can lift the curse, it might be the only way to find out the truth about who you are."

There was utter silence between them. Liana felt her resolve wavering. She had always wondered about her mark, about why she was so different. If there was even a small chance that helping Ryker could give her answers, could she turn it down?

"I need some time to think," she finally said, with a low tone.

Ryker looked at the sky and responded. "I understand. I'll be nearby if you need me. Please, just consider it. My people, we don't have much time."

He turned and began to walk away quietly into the forest as he had come. Liana stood there, watching him go, her mind filled with different thoughts and emotions. She had a belief that this encounter was more than a coincidence. But she also knew that following him meant stepping into a world of uncertainty and danger.

Liana walked back to her cabin, her thoughts filled with various questions. Why had he come looking for her? What was this curse, and why did he believe she could help? And, most importantly, could she be more than just the "forsaken" outcast she had always believed herself to be?

The forest around her seemed different, somehow. The trees felt taller as if they were watching her, and encouraging her to make a choice. for the first time in years, she felt real hope and she believed her life was about to change.