Chapter 581
I was taken aback at the blue girl’s accusation.
All your kind does is lie
What did that even mean?
“My kind?” I said surprised. “I don’t understand.”
“You’re a wolf.” Pearl said in an accusatory tone.
I wondered what wolves had done to them for her to glare at me the way she did.
I could tell she didn’t trust nor want to be around me.
But I couldn’t tell why.
“I’m actually not a wolf.” I stated in all honesty.
She furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”
“Well I’m supposed to be one.” I saw an attempt to flee in her eyes and so I quickly added. “But I’m a reject amongst my kind. I’m a latent wolf. Unshifted.”
She looked at me, her eyes prompting me to explain more.
I sighed. “I don’t have a wolf. I can never shift. So I’m more of an abomination to my kind.”
“I see.” She said plainly.
I chewed my bottom lip unsure of what to say to keep her around.
“My people don’t trust wolves.” She said. “Neither do I.”
“Oh.” I said.
“But you’re a reject so I suppose you are different from them.” She said bluntly.
Ouch?
Okay that was a bit harsh.
“I guess I am.” I said.
Anything to make her stay.
“The song you hummed.” She said not just her head back up, but to her waist.
She had two sea shells covering her delicate breasts and corals in the form of beads around her waist where her navel was.
I saw silver fins around her waist but the sea hid the rest of her lower body.
“It’s not a song for wolves. It’s our song. A song for sirens.” She said.
That was impossible.
I had never met a siren before so how could I have know it?
“You don’t believe me no?” She asked.
“I actually don’t.” I said truthfully.
She closed her eyes and began to sing.
To my greatest shock, she was singing my song.
Except it wasn’t a hum anymore, it was now filled with words.
Each word formed a rhyme and tuned with what I had hummed my entire life.
She sang it so beautifully I was amazed and everywhere seemed to be in harmony.
By the time she was done, I was on the brink of tears.
I clapped for her.
“That was such a beautiful song.” I told her.
She bowed so delicately you would think she was born to do it.
When she rose her head, she had a smile plastered on her face.
It was the first time I had ever seen her smile and her smile was radiant.
“Thank you.” She said. “Do you believe me now
Unshifted?”
I nodded. “Yes I do. But how?”
“I should be asking you the same thing.” She told me as she made gently waves with her hand. “That song is one we sing to ourselves alone. It’s not allowed for outsiders to hear or know it because it carries magic. The only time we sing that song is to revive someone from death.” She said.
I blinked. “Death? Did you say death?”
She nodded with a smile. “Mmmhmm.”
The song I had been humming my entire life was a siren resurrection song?
“If you say it isn’t allowed, then why did you sing it for me?” I asked.
“Because you have already heard that song somewhere already.” She said and I saw her swim up towards me.
I was standing by the beach so when she approached there wasn’t much distance.
She beckoned to me to come forward.
I wanted to run!
What if she dragged me inside and drowned me because i knew a song I wasn’t meant to.
“Do not worry. It’s my turn to tell you not to worry.” She said with a grin. “I give you my word.”
I sighed and took closer steps to her till my the water was around my knees.
She reached out and pressed her fingers on my forehead.
By the time I opened my eyes she had withdrawn her hands.
“You’ve been touched by death before.” She said.
“Excuse me?” I said startled.
“You have died.” She said looking at me closely.
I gave an uneasy laugh. “I’m alive.”
She shook her head. “No. Not now but as I said you have died before.”
I gave a very confused laugh. “If I ever died I would remember. I’ve had horrible near death experiences. A lot of them if I might add. But I’ve never died.”
I pressed my palm flat over my heart, my eyes flickering.
“You are confused. You have it all wrong. I’ve never died.” I insisted.
“The song.” She said. “It’s a death song. It can only be sung when someone is dying and a siren offers to bring that person back to life.”
“But you sang the song to me.” I said.
“Because you have already heard the song before. A siren has sung it for you before.” She insisted.
“I’ve never seen a siren before.” I swore.
“You must have or you can’t remember.” She said. “When a siren sings the song and brings someone back to life, the song remains stuck in their head for life.”
“Maybe that’s how I know the song.” I explained. “Maybe someone sang it sometime ago and I picked it up. That’s why I can hum it.”
She smiled as she shook her head. “No Jasmine. Now you see, other creatures can hear the song. Wolves and whatever. They will hear you hum it, but they will never remember it. Never. It can only be remembered if it has been used on you. Do you understand now?”
I tried to, but none of what she was telling me made an iota of sense.
“Well maybe I heard someone who had it used on them sing it to me.” I said reasonably. “My healer Urma was a very well experienced and-
Pearl shook her head, that now permanent smile stuck on her face. “It hasn’t been used in over a thousand years. And even if it has, someone who has heard the song cannot hear you sing it neither can you hear them sing it.”
She looked at me with piercing eyes.
“You had died before.”