Brian Bennet’s POV
I looked at Jack wanting to apologize for the trouble I had gotten him into. He just nodded at me and patted my shoulder. No words were necessary. Jeremy shook his head and pursed his looks when he looked at the both of us. His face exuded his disapproval. I cast my eyes downwards waiting for my parents to arrive. The girl who was the source of all this trouble was still unconscious, unaware of all the trouble she was going to cause at my pack. It was forbidden to bring a human to the pack ground. It was generally preferred that werewolves fraternize with our own kind. One was to hide the existence of werewolves from humankind and another because humans were weaker and their senses were dull. They had absolutely no sense of direction. They could not smell something unless the scent was extremely strong and their eyesight was a joke. Even if a werewolf took a human as a mate then the resulting progeny would not be as strong as a purebred werewolf.
As every pack wanted to have strong wolves in their packs they preferred that the wolves in their pack chose another werewolf as their mate. But love was love and when the wolf felt strongly then there was no way to dissuade the wolf. Many packs had made peace with the fact that there were going to be half-bloods in the pack due to wolves mating with humans. Some packs preferred to have large packs with half-bloods believing that there was strength in numbers but some packs preferred to have only pure breeds. Our pack was one such pack that preferred pure breeds over half breeds. My father had a penchant for preferring purebreds over half-bloods.
I felt my father arrive before I could see him. The air was fraught with tension, I could sense everybody shifting with discomfort. When the Alpha raged, we are covered no matter how higher up we were in the rank. Jeremy threw me a dirty glance and braced for the oncoming tidal wave of Alpha’s fury. Then I saw them coming towards us. My father an elegant figure at 6 feet 3 inches, build like a warrior, even at the age of forty-five he looked he was still thirty years old. My mother was right beside him. A picture of serenity. She had white hair and was dressed in white clothes. She wore charms made of beads around her neck and her arms. Her white hair flowed in the wind. She showed no emotion on her face. My father on the other hand was livid. His lips were pursed, his body almost shaking from the anger that he was trying to contain.
“I can see signs of dark magic on them Alpha Bennet and they seem to have brought a human with them” Jeremy reports to my father in our presence even though I assume the same has been relayed to them via the mind link.
“Brian, do you care to explain yourself?” my mother asked me.
“You know very well that you are not allowed to bring a human to the territory. What is this human girl doing here?” my father thundered.
“Alpha Bennet, I am sorry but we had no choice. If I had not saved her then she would have been dead by now” I always called him Alpha when we were in the presence of the pack and especially when I was to be treated like a pack member rather than his son.
“Why did you venture so far into the forest? why didn’t you stay within the territory? Did the pisach enter our territory in the forest?” my mother questioned.
I sighed and explained everything. How we were the reason that the girl got hurt and how her blood drew the pisach and how we fought the pisach and saved her life.
“I see. Well, the most important thing is to rid you of the signs of dark magic first. It is not good to keep them on your body for long. Let me prepare the holy water for Jack and your bath” my mother instructed.
“Kierra, are we just going to forget what they have done?” my father was not ready to let us go.
“No, my love. We will deal with the consequences appropriately but first, they need to be cleansed. The girl can be put up in the guest bedroom until then and we decide what has to be done”
My father seemed to calm down a bit and he nodded “Fine. Let them get cleansed and we shall deal with the consequences of your actions at the packhouse after breakfast. Mikon, please take the girl to the infirmary and ask the doctor to treat her for any injuries. Once she is fine, we can think about her accommodation”
Mikon was a pack warrior too. He bowed at my father and took the human girl who had been made to sit on a chair, he carried her effortlessly as if she were a mere doll and headed to the infirmary. I was glad that my mother somehow managed the situation without my father biting my head off.
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We are at the packhouse after being cleansed. We were able to sleep for a while when my sister Tara woke me up asking me to head down for breakfast. I was feeling too sleepy and requested her to wake me up when everyone had finished breakfast. I knew I had to face a firm interrogation at the packhouse and I was not ready for a mini interrogation at the breakfast table before that. I would face my father at the packhouse. Once breakfast was done and I heard my father leave I woke up, freshened up, and decided to head to the packhouse. My stomach was in knots and I had no desire to put anything inside it.
Jack and I were the accused so we waited on the accused benches. The packhouse was bustling with activity. Warriors were having a meeting of the weak points around the perimeter and the security threats. They were discussing what were the important items which needed the Alpha’s attention. The omegas were setting the table with water and refreshments. The admin staff which was mostly run by second-generation Beta and Theta who didn’t make it to the Theta position were overlooking matters of inventory and managing the accounts of the pack. My father had told me that when I assume my position as Alpha, I would have to be well aware of every aspect of the packhouse and its administration.
“What did Irene say?” I asked Jack. Irene was his wife and mate.
“That I was not supposed to leave the pack territory until our kid was two years old”
“Sorry mate,” I mumbled.
“It’s alright. She will come around. Right now she is angry with me, I am sure she will calm down in a few days or at least once the baby comes”
Alpha Bennet enters the packhouse with his Beta and Theta by his side. I don’t see my mother with him. I was hoping that my mother would be there with him so that we would be protected somewhat. Even though she was the Luna of the pack and she stood by the Alpha her maternal instinct would protect us from grave consequences. I had decided to take all the blame on myself and ensure that I was the only one being punished as it was entirely my fault alone. Jack had too much at stake to be in the line of fire. The worst thing would be banishment from the pack and I could not let Jack get himself banished when he was about to have a baby.
“Brian, do you care to explain why you decided to turn a human into a werewolf?” Alpha Bennet asked me without wasting any time.
Brian Bennet’s POV Turned her into a werewolf? What was dad saying? Would she just turn into a werewolf if I give her my blood? Holy shit I had no idea about it. “Dad…I mean Alpha. I didn’t turn her into a werewolf. I was just trying to save her life” I blabbered. “Don’t you know that an Alpha’s blood or saliva can’t be just given to anybody? You don’t have to bite someone to turn them. You were not supposed to mess with human lives. You are supposed to stay away from them Brian or have you forgotten whatever you have been taught” I flinched as his Alpha aura hit me with all his might. Jack had warned me about this, m
Sia’s POV I become aware of sharp pain on my forehead but what I am even more bothered about is how dry my throat is feeling. I am feeling as though my tongue had fallen back onto my throat sealing everything. As if I have swallowed powdered rocks which are stuck in my throat now. I wish I had some water to drink. Water reminds me of the stream where I last drank water and slowly everything comes back in flashes. I sit upright in panic and touch my forehead. I can feel a bandage on my forehead. I look around and see that I am in a clean room which appears like a hospital room. I am alive! How am I alive? The monstrous wolves didn’t kill me. It must have been a miracle. I was sure that I was dead meat. I wonder who had bothered to save me when I was so deep in the forest. I reach for the water kept in
Brian’s POV Was I dreaming or was she blushing when I praised her. The early morning sun rays filtered through the window and were hitting her hair and face. She has beautiful golden blonde hair and pale pink skin. When she blushed the blood rushed to her cheeks making them a beautiful baby pink. Her lips were so delicate and a bright red even though I knew she was not wearing any lipstick. Her body was thin and lithe with enviable curves at all the right places. She looked like she could have been a supermodel. I could not take my eyes away from her beautiful face. “I...I am sorry that you guys are in trouble because of me. I will be out of your hair soon” she said. My heart sank as soon as she uttered those
Sia’s POV Okay, I need to calm down first. Deep breaths Sia, deep breaths. I inhale and exhale deeply but I am not able to keep calm. Shit, I am losing my mind. I jump down from my bed and start pacing across the room. What does all this mean for me? Why did they tell me all about werewolves if they wanted to keep it all a secret from everyone? So Jack and Brian were both werewolves! That explains why I am not dead right now. If they had been wild wolves then I probably wouldn’t be here worrying about all this. So they saved my life and they were telling me all about their secret lives. What do I do with all this information now? Will they just let me get back to my old self? Do I want to go back to my old life? Or a new life as I have no idea where to go or what to do anyway. I should be feeling exhausted with all this information but on the contrary, I feel restless. I feel like going for
Brian’s POV I touch her forehead as if examining her wound but I already know that she has healed fully. If I had not witnessed her bleeding forehead yesterday night then I would have no idea where she was hurt. Her forehead is immaculate without a trace of it being hurt. Maybe I was looking for an excuse to touch her. Her skin is smooth and up close her scent is intoxicating. I inhale her peony scent. Her forehead reaches my neck, she is a good one foot shorter than me. Somehow the fact that she is shorter than me makes me even more attracted to her. She is already out of her hospital gown and dressed in her clothes from last night. They seem to be cleaned and pressed. “You look like you are ready to get discharged” &nbs
Sia's POV What Brian said hit me like a bolt of lightning. Me and a werewolf! How could it be? my head started spinning and I felt dizzy. So what did this mean? would I turn into a werewolf every full moon night but Brian said werewolves turned into wolves whenever they wished. What would be my future then? would I ever be able to live a normal life or would I have to hide my identity and live in secrecy all my life? "What does it all mean Brian? Why would you think that I am a werewolf?" I asked him. "Didn't you find it strange that the wound on your forehead healed within no time? if you were not a werewolf then your wound would have taken at least a week to heal properly. The scar would probably last you a lifetime but look at you now, not even a faint trace of a scar and there is no sign that you ever had been hurt at all. It is because of the special healing capacities that a werewolf has in its' blood. Werewolves heal from most of the physical damages p
Brian’s POV “Mom! …Mom” I scream via mind link but I am completely shut out I can’t reach her at all. “What is happening to her dad? Please help her” I say out loud to my dad who had taken two steps away from my mom to give her space. “It is alright Brian. She is seeing something in her mind, don’t disturb her” my dad says and tries to pull me back but I hold on to Sia a little scared that something might happen to her. My mom starts levitating off the ground with her hands still on Sia’s shoulders. Sia stands transfixed as she stares at my mom. A humming sound starts emanating from my mom’s throat but it feels like there are multiple voices mixed with my mom’s voice and it is not her alone. “
Sia’s POV I lay in the bed that Olena has made for me. I toss and turn unable to sleep. Last night was too much for me and more than I had anticipated. I didn’t know if I should feel happy about the prophecy or be scared about it. I was beyond happy that Brian felt strongly towards me like the same way I felt about him. He revealed that I was his mate and I had come to learn that a wolf’s mate is a stronger bond than merely declaring love towards each other. Was that why I was feeling a strange attraction towards Brian? This was great news, finally, I had a place where I belong, a person to call my own, and a family to love. It was perfect but Brian’s father is fearful of the prophecy. Would I start a war? what was the prophecy about me being a pureblood and how would I ever find out about it? Why did my parents abandon me if I was a pureblood werewolf? Were they scared that I would start a