Chapter 6

Moving on

Amaras POV

Getting ready to leave the hotel, it’s the 4 day. Looking in the mirror I notice more white and silver streaks running through my raven color. Taking a double look, I try to cover the streaks but they are to noticeable. I shrug my shoulders and just get on with what I was doing. Resting for a full day felt great and the goddess knows it. Then it hit me, my birthday passed but I did not shift, tonight is the full moon and from what I heard the full moon is when wolves and Lycans first shift. I need to get somewhere in the woods where I don’t hurt anyone. That’s if I shift, chances of that are slim to none because everyone else when they turned 12 and 13 they got to speak to their wolves or lycans every day, I never did though. Taking a hot shower enjoying it, knowing this will be my last one for a couple of days.

After getting dressed, I throw my hair up into a messy bun, trying to cover the white strips of hair that are now apart of my raven colored hair alas it doesn’t work. Packing up my belongings, I double-check to make sure I have everything. I take one more glance at my map to ensure I remember my route. Time to head northeast. Waiting for my elevator, I get a whiff of that mystery smell again. Looking around, I don’t see anyone, so I get in the elevator and press the G button to reach the main floor. Getting off the elevator and returning my room key, I head straight for the door.

Then I see him and his entourage. Sheesh, he looks like a god, I think to myself. 6 foot 5 inches, caramel colored skin with see through gray eyes and jet black hair to match my own. His presence commands the entire lobby; there’s an undeniable aura of power and authority around him. My heart beats faster as our eyes meet for a brief moment, and I feel a strange pull toward him. But there’s no time to dwell on this unexpected encounter. I need to stay focused on my mission, whatever it may entail.

I push through the revolving doors and step into the brisk evening air, my mind already racing ahead to the journey. The moon looms heavy in the sky, a silent reminder of the transformation that might await me. Determined, I start my journey, knowing that every step brings me closer to my fate and whatever challenges lie ahead.

As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, shadows stretched across the gravel road, giving the world a dusky, uncertain glow. Every step I took away from the hotel, the air seemed to shimmer with the promise of change. My boots crunched on fallen leaves as I made my way toward the forest’s edge, heart pounding with a strange mix of dread and anticipation.

The woods loomed in front of me, ancient trees forming a canopy that filtered the moonlight into silvery ribbons. I paused for a moment, listening to the sounds of the evening: a distant owl, the rustle of small creatures in the underbrush, and the steady thrum of my own heartbeat. My breath clouded in the cool air as I steadied myself and stepped into the shadows.

Inside the forest, the world felt different—older, wilder, and somehow alive. Every sense was heightened; the scent of earth and moss mingled with the ever-present undercurrent of that mysterious waffle and pecan aroma that seemed to follow me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being guided, pulled deeper toward some invisible destination. The moon, now fully risen, shone through the branches above, bathing the world in an otherworldly light.

I found a small clearing, just as the first tingles of magic began to dance beneath my skin. My fingers trembled as I touched the streaks of white in my hair, wondering if tonight, under the watchful gaze of the full moon, everything would finally change.

Blake’s POV

Once again I get the scent of waffle and pecan, looking around for her I finally see her, she is walking through the doors. "Are you ok?" my beta says to me, breaking my focus on her. "Yeah, let's go," I say. We hop in my black XL SUVs and get along our way. But I can't stop thinking about her. Who is she and will I ever see her again? About 12 hours go by and we finally reach the Munnin Pack. My trucks wrap around their driveway and we get out, seeing the alpha family waiting for us at the door.

My lycan Black, for whatever reason, just won't leave me alone. He's in the front of my mind. Just as Black was getting ready to say something to me, Alpha Victor greets me. "Hello King Blake, and welcome to our humble home. This is my wife Angelina, but just like everyone else, you can call her Lina. My son Cesare and my daughter Angelica." The luna steps forward, "King Blake, we have rooms set up for you, your beta, and gamma. We will be hosting a dinner tonight in your favor."

With a wave of my hand, we walk past them silently. The scent of waffle and pecan is all over this house. "She must be here," I say to my lycan. As he prances around like a pup in my mind, he repeatedly murmurs, "Mate, mate."

The luna shows us to our rooms and we drop our luggage down. "Can we get on with this?" I say to Alpha Victor with a hint of annoyance in my tone. "Yes, King Blake, follow me to my office." We sit down and discuss the treaty and me being a stockholder in his corporation. Once all the terms are met, we each sign the agreement. As the alpha gets up, I stop him.

"Is there someone else here in your family or someone that lives here? I'm getting a feeling that I haven't been introduced to everyone here."

"No, King Blake, you have met everyone in my family and you have seen the omegas. Tonight you will meet my beta and gamma families. They reside here also in the pack house."