Elite training passes in a blur of spas, guiding others and simple exercises. We work on defensive tactics, things the warriors can share with the pack to minimise loses should we be attacked.
My mind is barely in it as I easily beat each partner who wants to spa, and begin to train others. It had started rocky, my former classmates hesitant. I pushed past it, sharing the knowledge I have acquired with Aiden, things I had picked up myself over the years and what has worked for me when blocking attacks. The vibe around me changed quickly, Aurora sensing their growing respect. She was in her element, leading was always her path, it was me who never wanted the attention. I ignore Serena, letting her do her own thing. I hear her insult me to others a few times but choose to pretend I can't hear. She is her own worst enemy, several people not responding to her digs, sighing as she pretends to be better than me. Everyone watched me beat her with ease in the trials, they know who they can learn the most from. I am forcing my mind to stay focused, but it keeps drifting. Drifting to what comes after this. My session with Leon. Ethan had told him everything and he had apparently been researching for days. He had planned a one-on-one session with me after Elite training. This has made me nervous the whole day. The thought of being alone with him. Training with him. It makes my heart race, which also makes me nervous. He is not someone I thought I would be opening up to, someone I thought I would have to at least try to trust. His boy toy ways in high school, his groupies following him down the halls. His smart-ass mouth in class, the way the teachers fawned over him. His high school experiences was the exact opposite to mine. We are exact opposites as people. I don't see how we are going to make a good team as we move forward, especially if he spends his time being a total flirt. As the session wraps up Elite warrior Mathew calls me over. "Impressive work Armina, I'm happy to have you on the team" he states beaming. I smile. Mathew is a great wolf. Always kind and supportive but fierce in battle. Someone to look up too, someone who was very easily respected and trusted. "Thank you" I smile. I feel his demeanour change as he nods to someone behind me. "Future Alpha Leon, it's good to see you" he states. Bowing as he walks away. "You ready?" He asks. I slowly turn, taking in his dark eyes; chiseled cheek bones and crooked smile. "Sure" I respond. Trying to hide my nerves and project some form of confidence. "We can do this at my place" he states. Starting to walk. "Why your place?" I ask, not wanting to follow. He stops walking. "I have a private gym in the basement of the pack house. It's soundproof, private and allows us to see what you can do" he explains. His eyes darken as he turns and moves closer to me. I try not to flinch as he moves dangerously close to me, invading my space. "Are you scared to be alone with me?" He asks. His head tilting until his mouth is so close I feel his breathe on my face. "No" I state, stepping back. "Let's go" I start walking. I don't say anything as we walk towards the pack house. I ignore the angry looks from every shewolf as we walk past. I know Leon is wanted, every girl dreaming of being his Luna. I'm not one. I wouldn't besake my future fated mate. The soul mate the moon goddess selects for us. I ignore everyone until Serena steps in front of us. Leon stopping as I look past her. Pretending she isn't there. "What do you want Serena?" Leon says, his tone blunt. "What are you doing with her?" Leon ignores her. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me around her and smiles before we keep walking. I pull my hand free. Noticing his face change. "I don't want people to get the wrong impression" I state. I sense his sadness, working to block it out as I continue walking. As we walk into the gym in silence. He says nothing as he locks the door behind us. He surprises me as his arms suddenly reach around me, pushing me against the locked door, his body against mine as his face goes into the crook of my neck. Breathing me in as he asks "what impression might that be?" He asks. I struggle to breathe, feeling him so close has my body awaken to feelings I had never given much thought to. His mouth moves down, nipping at my neck in my sacred marking spot. This snaps me out of it as I push him away sharply, sending him flying onto his ass. "Exactly that Leon" I spit angrily. "We are here to train, I will not betray my future mate" Aurora growls in my head. "This is a mistake" I state. Turning to unlock the door. "I'm sorry" Leon says softly. Standing, "Don't go, I'll help you" he says. He moves closer to me. "I should have known you're not like other girls, otherwise I wouldn't want you like this" I search his eyes. Seeing only truth. "I'm not your mate" I repeat. "I know, I'm not that lucky" he says shaking his head. "A destiny wolf would never be my mate" he states sadly. "A what?" I ask, my breathing picking up. "A destiny wolf can only come from two royal blood lines. We thought them extinct considering we thought only one royal line remains" he explains. The royal pack is the Wardolfs, a strong line of wolves in which only a few remain. There used to be the Belacoves and Hathaways but they were thought to be killed off many years ago in the war against the lycans. "That can't be" I state shaking my head. "If I were royal I wouldn't have been left in an orphanage" my mind racing. "Or they needed to protect you" he says, his eyes full of sympathy. "A destiny wolf hasn't come about in over 100 years, a wolf with accelerated abilities as well as special skills. Some who could fly, move things with their minds, control others, the list is endless. There isn't a lot of information available as they were thought extinct, people stopped documenting". He smiles softly, "We've had one under our noses this whole time", he steps forward slowly "You're special Armina" he adds. "I need time to think" I state. I need my shower. 'Aurora did you know?' I ask; 'I knew we were different, not like this though' 'If we are so special, why didn't someone come for us?' She asks sadly. I agree with her. We've always been different. Our parents must have known we'd be different. Why didn't they come back? If we are so special, why didn't they want us? The sadness taking both of us over. "Hey, where is your mind?" Leon asks moving closer. He takes my hand gently but keeps his distance. "Why wouldn't my parents come back for me? I've had my wolf for years, they must know I can look after myself now" I choke back the tears. "Armina I hate to say it, but I don't think they'd still be alive" Leon says, pulling my hand closer to him gently until he has me in a hug. I can't hold back my tears. Letting him hold me as I cry. Once I finally stop he looks down at me, "Your abilities are controlled by emotion, only you can unlock them. Use my gym" he states. Handing me a key. "I will help whenever I can but this is something you will probably need to do alone" he states as I nod. "Thank you" I almost whisper, he smiles. He moves to a backpack on the floor. Coming towards me with a book. "This is a history book from the ancient library of the Lycans, cost me a pretty penny a long time ago" he adds. "After you've read it; you decide what you want to do" I nod sadly taking in the old leatherbound book in my hand. "Armina, has Aiden invited you to the summit?" He asks; I shake my head. The summit is a yearly meeting between packs. It is held at the lycan palace, the royal wolves in attendance as well. It is the only time every leader comes together, no violence allowed. Any other time these people would be near each other it would be war. Fighting. Death. "It's too dangerous for me" I say, repeating what Aiden had told me each year. "You may be able to get some more answers though" he states. "You have strong senses, you may pick something up" he says simply. His hand cups my face as I try to stop any tears from escaping. I don't normally show emotion in front of anyone. Only Aiden. "We leave on Sunday, if Aiden won't take you I can. As my guest" he states simply. "Guest?" I ask, knowing it wasn't that simple. "Date" he says, "That's what I'll say anyway, but I know it's not true. I won't disrespect your faith towards the mate bond. I swear it" I nod. A small smile escaping my lips. "Thank you Leon, I accept" looking down at the book. "You won't have time to read all of this by then, you'll need to find a dress" he states, I knew this, the summit is a formal occasion, with not showing effort a sign of disrepect to the lycans and royals. "I know, but the next summit is a year away" he nods, "Thank you Leon; I need to go talk to Aiden" he nods again. "My car will collect you at 7am, it's a 6 hour drive" I nod. I better get to the store, I sure as hell don't own anything passable, it's Friday now. I also need to try to explain to Aiden why I need to go. He won't like this. 39 hours. We will finally have a chance at finding our family.Aiden: I haven't heard from Armina since the weird dreams she reached out through, the anxiety is killing me thinking of my baby girl being targeted like this. She's pregnant, she should be enjoying her life as a happy mated woman, not constantly under attack because of her heritage. As my phone rings, a number I don't recognise flashes across the screen. My anger rises, thinking it's another pety problem from an alpha, I've been overrun since Tristan asked me to take over. I honestly don't know how Tristan had been balancing it all, especially when Armina was the way she was. "Aiden" I snap, scolding myself the second the words came out. I need to show better control. "Hello Aiden, this is Layla, I'm not sure if you've heard of me" A soft voice sounds; making me scold myself worse. "Of course; I'm sorry, Tristan & Nathanial's mother" I try, sounding even worse in my ears. My voice is fake, awkward, my nerves so frayed as we move as fast as we can towards her pack. "I'm sorry to c
Armina: We have already mated in every corner of the small room, the tiny attached bathroom and shower, being bent over every surface as both men found new ways to send me over the brink of pleasure and desire. We all fell into an exhausted heap, having only been asleep for what felt like minutes when I wake, a burning need almost painful as I can think of only my mates. There is a tiny voice in the back of my mind, something trying to get my attention. Unable to stop myself, I move under the blanket, shuffling down until I find Nathanial's manhood, smiling as I take him into my mouth, sucking on him hard as my hand grips him firmly from the base of his shaft, my mouth moving quickly as I suck on him hard. He wakes quickly, his hands pushing the blanket aside, his hands gripping my hair as his eyes meet mine. "Yes baby, fuck" he groans, thrusting his hips upwards push himself to the back of my throat. "Someone is hungry" he smirks, I moan around him, enjoying watching the lust and
Armina's perspective: I knew when I woke up that something wasn't right. The intense desire I felt from the simple hug I gave Tristan and Nathanial is stronger than anything I've ever felt in my life. I knew it wasn't right, my mind was ready to fight, even when I kissed Tristan there was a small part of me still fighting against the need, until they started touching me. Feeling Nathanial and Tristan's hands stripping me bare with an intense need and passion had me melting like wax under their fire. Any part of me that may have been able to fight was gone when Nathanial's head went between my legs, as Tristan's mouth was on mine. Nathanial's movements have changed. No longer hesitant and sweet. Instead he dominates me, lapping me up as I squirm under his touch. Tristan's hands are all over me, my body burning under every touch as I moan into his mouth. His tongue moves with mine, his need and desperation mixing with mine as I find myself thrown back onto the bed, the room filled
Tristan's perspective: The messages have been sent. All possible allies have received dreams from us, memories and messages passed from this realm to bring the help we will need to protect our son. I feel horrible bringing our family and friends into another war. Another battle where they could lose loved ones. Nathanial has seeked magical help through Mira, who had already been in the know of some of what we happening. The witches were divided, the factions and families conflicted as many had connections to wolves and weren't ready to start a war of the species. He seems confident she is on our side, I'm choosing to trust him, I owe him that much. I'm sure that Shayne and Aiden are already on their way to Red Mountain, bringing our most trusted allies. We didn't tell our mother, scared of her being killed as she has no idea of the enemies that surround her. "You ready?" Selene asks, I nod. I am afraid, I won't deny that to myself. I won't show it though, Armina is barely holding
Greta: "Enough girl" I slap Cassie hard across the face, needing to snap her out of her sobbing nonsense. She's been a sobbing mess since she came into my cabin and found out Nathanial is no longer under her spell. "I love him" she sobs again, I almost hit her again. I've lost all patience as I circle the cabin as I try to think of my next move. My mind unable to focus clearly as another wolf has joined the room. One I hoped never to see again. "You seriously managed to screw this all up" she scoffs at me; her eyes cast down on the sleeping brothers. "We could just snap their necks now, would make it all so much easier" her foot kicking Tristan's side. "They had no mercy for my family" she growls softly, no true anger at that in her voice. "You pretending to care now?" I say without thinking. She's quick, moving ij front of me and attempting to slap me. I drop her down with my magic, watching in satisfaction as her pretty little face contorts in pain. "I tolerate you due to Baylor
Armina: I'm sitting beside Tristan, my hand holding on tightly to his as my heart races so hard in my chest I feel like I can't breathe. The weight of what he is about to face has my world shattering before my eyes. I can't even find comfort in praying to the moon goddess as I always have, she is right here too. She is doing all she can to help us, both with the ancient powers working against us, she is not able to control this outcome. We are waiting for the moon to rise in the human realm, so Selene can support Tristan through harnessing the power of his soul and waking up. This small period of time we have right now, could be the last we spend as still alive in the mortal realm. If I am to survive this and he doesn't, it would be many decades before I would be in his presence again. Something that sounds like my very own personal hell. The risks are clear. If he fails, he could potentially kill himself, his body could be unable to handle the pressure and his h