NOAH: Her Forbidden Beast

*CHAPTER 1*

MIA'S POV:

I frown when I feel the sunlight hit my face. I groan because I must've forgotten to close the curtains last night. I was so exhausted though and didn't feel like getting up. I stayed up late last night, grinding herbs, mixing herbs, boiling herbs etc. Demands for my products have increased since winter was setting in, people need to store up healing products for the winter sniffles.

 This is because I am a healer. My mother was a healer and her mother was a healer as all the females in our bloodline were. They've passed down secret herbal creams from generation to generation. So I guess you could say that I am a herbal healer, but next level and no I do not handle the herb...marijuana if that's what you're thinking. 

I slowly get out of bed and stretch my arms up. I look at my cute little cottage. It reminds me of those fairytale stories kind of cottage style. It's small, but I'm living on my own so, why would I need a big place right? I quickly make my bed and take a shower. I do this every morning. I put on my silky baby pink gown and walk into my closet to choose my outfit for the day. I decided to wear a nice simple cream dress.

After I got my clothes sorted I went into the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea. I stepped out onto the small deck and sat on the furniture which consists of two rocking chairs and a small table. I curled up in a ball and drank my tea while I watch the sunrise. I always like doing this on those crispy clear mornings. The fall leaves look even more orange and red with the sunlight upon them. 

"Oh, Miss!" I hear. I flick my eyes towards an old woman and I greet her with a smile.

"Hello Mrs Sanders, how are you this fine morning."

She smiles at me sweetly, "I am good thank you," she looks around anxiously and says, "I know I am not allowed to be here, but the other healers in the pack are just not as good as you."

I frown in concern, "What's the matter?"

"My granddaughter, she has a bad chest cold. Normally I wouldn't have worried, but she's just not getting any better. If anything she's getting progressively worse as the days grow colder. Perhaps you have something she could drink?"

I get up from my chair and sit my tea on the table, "Of course, come with me."

She quickly shakes her head, "Oh no! Don't think that's a good idea.  Your scent would be on me and I do not want to explain why I was here with you," she says politely.

I sigh and smile sadly, "Yes, that would make sense. Wait on my porch then." She nods her head and waits.

I go inside and look for the herbal tea I made for congestion. "Chest colds, chest colds, chest colds..." I mumbled as I try to find it. I finally found it behind the salve for cut infection. I quickly pour a little bit into a bag and walk outside, "Here you go, Mrs Sanders. She needs to drink it every night before she goes to bed."

She smiles and bows her head in gratitude, "Thank you, Mia." She turns to leave, but stops and looks over her shoulder, "I wish you were still in the pack, but consequences always follow closely behind mistakes. Maybe you should've thought of that before doing what you did." 

My chest tightens a little at her words. I know she isn't trying to be mean, she's just trying to get me to understand. But I already understood ever since the day my pack cast me out. But her words still hurt. I smile politely, "I understand, Mrs Sanders," If only you knew the truth, I thought. She gave me a gold coin in return then made her way back to our...I mean her pack. 

The people of the pack always secretly come to me for healing products and health advice. But are always very anxious to do so since it's forbidden and shameful to visit former members of the pack that have been cast out.