Nay and Miche were independent contractors in her old pack technically human, but with healing abilities that set them apart. Both were mated to fae and lived happily among them in the fae realm. But something had pulled them to Umbriel, also known as Callisto. A deep, unshakable urgency.
Now that their purpose had been fulfilled, they were leaving again. With the help of their mates, they moved everything without raising suspicion. Silent. Clean. Final. The last thing Alexandria did before vanishing was hug her mother. A quiet, emotion-heavy embrace. Then, she left a message "Do not look for me".
She corrupted and discarded the phone her mother had bought her, choosing instead to leave her burner phone number behind. She already changed her name, had a new phone, registered under one of the fae's names. The same fae who glamoured himself into the appearance of a woman to complete her new bank card. The same one who deposited the money into the account, using fake credentials to avoid suspicion.
"Thank you all for the help."
Her gratitude was genuine, heavy with the knowledge that without them, she would still be trapped in the fire. These people, these beings had saved her life.
"You can stay with us in the fae realm until school starts. I swear, you'll love it."
"Alex, you're one of us—a healer. We want to show you what you can do. This gift, it's powerful. Especially in medicine."
Miche, ever the serious one, gently guided her toward the shimmering portal. She stepped through it, breath catching in her throat. At first, there's a sensation of weightlessness as if the world you've known is falling away behind you. The light inside the portal is soft and shifting, like liquid moonlight. It doesn't blind you it welcomes you, wrapping around your skin like silk spun from the stars. The air is cool but not cold, infused with the scent of rain on petals, something fresh, earthy, and ancient all at once. There's a faint, melodic hum, as if the portal itself is singing a lullaby from a world that has waited a long time for your arrival. The fae realm is a living dream untouched by time yet pulsing with ageless magic.
The skies shimmer with shifting hues, painted in endless twilight. Forests glow with bioluminescent flora, trees whisper secrets in ancient tongues, and rivers hum lullabies as they wind through emerald valleys. The air is laced with enchantment warm, fragrant, and tingling with energy that dances over your skin like a lover's touch. Homes carved into cliffs or hidden beneath mossy hills are grand inside, glamoured to reflect the souls of those who dwell within some radiant like starlight, others hushed and deep like moonlit waters.
Fae and their kin—fairies, mages, healers, seers coexist in harmony, guided not by hierarchy but by resonance and purpose. Time flows differently here, dreams bleed into reality, and the veil between what is seen, and unseen grows thin.
Nay and Miche dwell in a breathtaking palace carved into the heart of a crystalline mountain, its exterior veiled by waterfalls that catch sunlight and moonlight alike, casting rainbows across the valley below. Once inside, the palace opens into a world of wonder floating chandeliers of glowing blossom petals, marble floors laced with silver veins, and enchanted glass walls that shift with the sky's mood. Nature and magic blend seamlessly: ivy curls along golden archways, and the air hums with spells of protection, warmth, and ancient love.
Their husbands the twin princes are walking sin wrapped in regal grace. Crowned with sleek raven hair and eyes that glint like molten gold, their presence commands every room. One wears mischief like perfume, always smiling with a crooked smirk and playful remarks, while the other moves with silent power stoic, calculating, yet devastatingly tender behind closed doors. Both are carved from the gods' own hands tall, muscled, and wrapped in silken robes that somehow reveal more than they cover.
Each twin complements his queen one stoking Nay's energy, the other grounding Miche's calm. And when they stand together, it's a vision of balance: wild, fierce love rooted in unbreakable loyalty. The palace, though glorious, simply mirrors what lives inside two rare, eternal bonds, forged by fate and sealed by magic.
She watched with awe as the doctors moved gracefully through the healing hall, their hands steady, their senses attuned. What fascinated her most wasn't just the magic it was the skill. They listened to the body, not with stethoscopes or scans, but through touch, breath, and intuition. Each healer adapted their methods slightly depending on the species—fae, human, or shifter honouring the subtle variations in energy flow, organ alignment, and cellular resilience.
She leaned closer, observing, until her mentor gestured her forward.
"What do you think the diagnosis is?"
She knelt beside the patient, her fingers brushing the fae's hand. A warmth spread up her arm, and her mind tuned in. She could feel the heartbeat, not just in the chest, but in the energy, field surrounding him. She focused, breath slowing.
"Focus until you can visualise the body," her mentor said gently.
And she did. The body lit up in her mind like a transparent blueprint, threads of life glowing in delicate motion. No major illness. No infection. Just a block energy pooling like stagnant water in the chest, thick with emotion. She laid her hand gently over the sternum, her aura pulsing softly, and guided the congestion out like drawing breath into motion.
"This case doesn't need medication or sweat. I healed him," she said quietly, still surprised by the ease of her words, the confidence blooming in her chest.
Nay offered her a proud, knowing smile. Miche gave her a playful wink from across the room. She grinned and bounced in place, joy bubbling up like sunlight through clouds. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, not in defence but in pride. Her healing was more than a talent it was her nature. A calling written into her very bones.
Later that day, another patient was rushed in a fae bitten by a venomous serpent. His leg was swelling rapidly, veins beginning to darken. Panic hovered in the room, but Alex stepped forward. She touched his ankle, focused, and the body unfolded in her mind. She traced the venom's path, a slow creep up the leg, and used her healing aura like a tide, guiding the toxin backward, out through the bite. Black oozed out slowly until she was sure she got everything be then wiped it off. The swelling eased. The colour returned. The room was still.
"She's a natural," someone whispered.
But Alex wasn't just a natural she was a survivor who had found her purpose. Healing was her strength. And in that moment, as her patient exhaled in relief, she knew she was no longer just escaping her past. She was walking boldly into her future.
Later, she wandered through the market with the sisters, eating shimmering fae ice cream while helping prepare herbal tinctures and salves. But what she loved most was working with Nay learning to diagnose deeper illnesses, finding balance between science, and supernatural intervention.
She spent nearly two months immersed in learning absorbing theory from ancient texts and modern fae scrolls while shadowing her doctor friend through early morning rounds and long afternoons in the healing halls. She learned to listen with her hands, read symptoms and balance emotion with logic. Every day brought new insights: the way fae metabolisms reacted to certain herbs, how shifter blood clotting differed from humans, and how to blend old-world healing with practical medicine.
But now, with the entrance exam looming, she stood on the brink of a new chapter.
Once she passes, she'd leave the quiet safety of the fae realm behind and move to Moon a human-run institution hidden in plain sight. There, she'd build her own name. Her own story.
The fae world had taught her to trust her instincts. But now, it was time to return to the world of the mundane not to disappear, but to begin. Among humans, she'd blend in. Learn. Thrive. Her story wasn't going to be written in fear anymore it would be carved with purpose, courage, and choice.
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