The thought was absurd but as it was almost a direct command of their alpha, they couldn't openly deny her.
As such they only looked at her silently and Dominic came to her rescue. He clapped his hands and spoke, “We are also proud of you all for your support and teamwork in today’s battle. Now, please excuse us as we work on finding why the hcywens suddenly attacked us. Those who are okay please tend to the ones who are injured. Dismiss.”
He said and the crowd thinned but everybody kept glancing at the mage who had reverted his attention back to his pet bird who was perched on his shoulder.
In the sunlight, he looked even better as the blue shirt complimented the grey of his eyes
The bodies of the hycwens lay on the ground, half mutilated with some having their organs scattered all over the border.
When all the others left, Valencia stifled a scream as pain shot up her leg. For a second, she thought the pain of the wound had returned but when
For a long time, he kept watching at their retreating figures as even when they were considerably away from him, he could hear their voices perfectly well owing to his magic. “Why is Calhoun such a snub?” Dominic answered, “He saved my neck today so I won't call him that.” She laughed at that, “Yeah, if he hadn’t then?” Dominic seemed to think about it for a moment and replied, “Not even then” She giggled and the sound of her laughter rang in his ears and it went straight to his heart. It made him feel warm and soft inside. It was music to his ears and he wasn’t sure if he had heard such a melody before. What was going on with him? Since when was her laughter music to his ears? He shook his head as he began walking towards the round hall. He had seen something flicker in the hycwen’s eyes and he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion or if it was real. If it was real, there was more danger to the werewolves tha
Patrick, Dominic's beta, had taken his leave and quickly exited the place before Dominic could call him out for his mistake. Now, fryege carefully pulled out the book from his bag as if it was made of porcelain and held it in his hands. It was an ancient book with a large hardcover and its pages yellowed and delicate. Freyge showed his asset proudly to the mage who could only stare at the book in shock. “Where did you get that?” Looking at the book, he walked near and flipped a few pages carefully, not quite believing his eyes. It held information on curses, potions, and hexes along with ingredients, where to find them, the brewing process, and a lot more. It looked like an encyclopedia and a guide to being a mage.
The omega got a call on his phone and he immediately received it.Clearly, it was Valencia.“Yes, archon?”She said something and the omega responded to her in a low voice, “Yes, I am with Calhoun…no…I will be there in fifteen minutes.”Saying that he disconnected the call as Calhoun had strained his ears to hear her voice.He could have very well shut his perception but after seeing the memory of young Valencia crying in the same hall while every other person laughed at her, he couldn't help but feel the urge to know what must have happened in her past life.Calhoun wanted to know the reason why the tough and cold archon was like this. Was it because she was treated like this in the past? He needed answers and he was actually glad that she had asked him to stay in the round hall.Now that he had the book, he could use it to do what he wanted with it. Extract information and maybe find clues as to
The werewolves were all present in the hall and Valencia was sitting right on the chair he was. He somehow felt her body brush his and it sent a shiver down his spine. He hadn’t really touched her yet and he knew that she wasn’t practically sitting on his lap either but somehow it made him feel as if she was really there.Then as if somebody had pulled him away, he was thrown to the side as she got up from the chair, her eyes flared with anger and her face full of annoyance.Calhoun opened his eyes but the memory was still playing out in front of him. It looked like everybody was standing in a cloud of blue smoke.He tried touching it but his hand went right through it. He knew that he couldn't touch it but somehow his eyes were in a daze. Valencia had just gotten up from her chair angrily and the dress she was wearing made her look gorgeous, sexy even.Valencia? Sexy?What was he even thinking?There was a jacket that hung loose
Even he didn't bother and they went their separate ways while he continued to walk towards Dominic’s home. After around fifteen minutes, he reached outside his home and kept looking at the entrance, unsure of what to do.Then he heard the voices of people arguing and immediately hid behind a tree. After a minute, he saw Valencia walk out of the entrance with Dominic close on her heels.“Wait, archon…please listen to me.”She was angry and looked annoyed and stomped out of the large living room, out on the porch folding her hands across her chest. The sprain in her ankle appeared to have gone, the one she had received in the morning.But then he recalled that werewolves were fast healers and that they might have healed even before they had reached Dominic’s home. Had they been together all this time?A hot wave of jealousy coursed through him at the thought of that. But, then he quickly discarded th
Valencia was thrown away to the other side, and a lot of her skin was on display but luckily he turned around to keep himself focussed on the man in front of him.Who was this man and what was he doing here?He hadn’t seen him before so he couldn't belong to the werewolf community but he also was surely a werewolf because he growled a second later and turned into his werewolf self.Valencia’s head collided with a sharp edge of a table and she fell unconscious.Meanwhile, the man who had turned into a werewolf was growling at him. However, something about him was unreal. He didn't have the usual brown, grey, or golden fur that he had seen the day before when they had fought the hycwens.It was blue, a stark blue that was hard to miss. Since when do werewolves have blue fur? The blue fur was hard to miss and the werewolves' eyes twinkled with an unknown rage.Even Valencia’s eyes went wide on seeing the blue fur as she was sl
Valencia was thrown away to the other side, and a lot of her skin was on display but luckily he turned around to keep himself focussed on the man inf front of him. Who was this man and what was he doing here? He hadn’t seen him before so he couldn't belong to the werewolf community but he also was surely a werewolf because he growled a second later and turned into his werewolf self. Valencia’s head collided with a sharp edge of a table and she fell unconscious. Meanwhile, the man who had turned into a werewolf was growling at him. However, something about him was unreal. He didn't have the usual brown, grey, or golden fur that he had seen the day before when they had fought the hycwens. It was blue a stark blue that was hard to miss. Since when do werewolves have blue fur? The blue fur was hard to miss and the werewolves' eyes twinkled with an unknown rage. Even Valencia’s eyes went wide on seeing the blue fur as she was slowly stirred
She looked so cute and innocent when she was asleep that his heart went out to her. Memories of what he had seen back at the Round Hall came rushing at him, of how she had been humiliated and tortured by her own kind in the past and his face hardened. Patting her head gently, he pulled his hand away and was about to get up when her hand stopped him. She was holding his hand, and murmured in her sleep, “Please….stay.” Those two simple words made him feel like his feet were clad in iron that made him impossible to move. Helpless, he sank down near her once again as she put his hands between her and placed them beneath her chin. In no time, she fell asleep again as Calhoun watched her with a smile. He wasn't sure how long he stayed there but the sun was beginning to show up. His back hurt a little due to sitting uncomfortably at an odd angle with one of his hands tucked in between hers, but he didn't mind. A small part of him said that he would d