The more silence passes, the more it gives Aesthelia reason to overthink. She wonders what they have to talk about, that it has to be in private.
When they arrived in a secluded area within the woods, Aesthelia stood there unmoving as she waited for him to talk. Her eyes examined Flo's features, and she could see some sweat forming on his forehead.
He's nervous.
'It must be something hard to say, isn't it?' Aesthelia mumbled through her mind.
A minute passed before Flo finally gained the courage to spill what had been bothering him ever since he went outside and got back inside.
"I gathered this information while I was fighting with a vampire. Fortunately, I was able to escape before it could get worse, "Flo said, the worry and terror visibly in his eyes. He couldn't manage to say that he was almost facing death.
"Someone within the pack has been in contact with vampires. I've been trying to search for more clues, but
The sounds of the forest, the fragrance of the trees, the sunlight beaming through the leaves, as well as the fresh, pure air, all soothe in a comforting sense. Aesthelia strided her way through the trees. The air blew from east to west. It had been peaceful ever since the high-ranking wolves and warriors departed to handle the situation outside the pack. Aesthelia was quietly going around as she closed her eyes to feel the fresh air. She was having some time for herself when she felt like she had stepped on something. She knew from the feeling that it wasn't a rock or anything that you could find in the forest, but rather she had stepped on someone. Aesthelia's eyes fluttered open as soon as she heard the sound of someone groaning in pain, and that confirmed it, that indeed she was incredibly rude. Aesthelia is panicking right now as to how she will deal with it. Aesthelia stared at the person underneath the tree of aegis. The train
Everyone fell into silence at that. They hitched in their breath as soon as the words left the wolf messenger's lips. The three of them hope that there's something wrong with their hearings and instead hope that the wolf was lying. even if Aesthelia already knew. "I—" The messenger wolf broke down, remembering what happened. The three of them fell into silence as the messenger wolf, who looked tough, was now crying. They were charging towards the group of vampires when the chaos broke through. It's a mess, and the werewolves are at a disadvantage. It seemed like the vampires had been watching the werewolves for days. They don't scent and they're unnoticeable, which makes it harder to sense their presence. Vampires planned everything and it worked out. "You need to rest. We will ask you more once you fully recover, "Aesthelia said, as she assisted the injured wolf. Gior was the first one who left the room, storming outside a
Aesthelia goes back to the training ground. She sat on the lowest branch of a large tree. For the first time in a long time, the wind blew, which made her eyes shut tightly to let herself relax for the first time."Custos, can you tell me the future?" Aesthelia asked the spirit who was quietly standing right beside her.Aesthelia summoned Custos for a reason that she wasn't sure of. She may have wanted to have someone beside her. She'd love a quiet, peaceful place, but every time she has it, there's no doubt that she is uncomfortable and at unease.Aesthelia already knew the answer. Her death, Flo's fate, and more, proved that there could be change. Aesthelia just wanted to hear from Custos what his answer was."I'm afraid I can't.""I don't have the ability to foresee the future," Custos responded with all honesty."But there's one thing that I know: the future can be changed accordingly, and it follows the present, "Custo
The loud sound of mourning erupted through the hall. The funeral is happening. After a day when the warriors returned, Aesthelia didn't waste any time making this happen.Gior and Flo were having a hard time with the news. They are tough guys, but, of course, they also have emotions. They are probably alone and weeping.Aesthelia felt the need to comfort them, but she couldn't. There's something she must do before that. She needed to stay strong for the pack. Aesthelia became the third-in-command. She didn't want it to be official. She was still hoping that the high-ranking wolves would escape from the vampire grasp.Aesthelia talked to Alpha Rou before their departure. She thought that it would change even a bit of the trade strategy.Most warriors recovered, but unfortunately, some took their last breath and came back as lifeless corpses. The only thing they could do was prepare a proper funeral burial to pay tribute to their bravery.
The weeping alpha didn't notice that someone had already walked to the area he was in. He didn't bother wiping his tears because he thought he was all alone. Gior wished he could go back in time and reconcile with his father, but he chose not to because he believed it was what Alpha Rou deserved.It's awkward for him to even call him "normally" father. His mind hasn't changed. Alpha Rou was the worst father in his eyes, but what Gior regrets is the fact that he hasn't forgiven him, but his father is gone now. The hatred that grew within him finally disappeared in an instant. He found himself yearning for his father, but Gior knows that it's too late now. It can never be changed. They can't travel back in time either. It has already happened. Aesthelia stood there as the misery seeped in through her heart. That was the same feeling she felt when
The pack gathered in the training grounds. As they waited for the new alpha, the wolves felt lost in the midst of chaos. They have been waiting for someone to lead them.Then they waited for Gior. They respected him because they knew he wasn't ready. Though everyone was anxious about what the pack would become. They decided to put their trust in Gior.The pack was relieved when Gior finally showed up for a pack meeting. The thought that they hadn't been abandoned by Gior made them hope for something.For some unknown reason, the vampires that attacked the outsider became less active, and it seems that the vampires quieted down for awhile, but that doesn't mean they won't attack again. If that's the case, at least they got someone, and it's Gior Frauzon.Werewolves won't be fooled the second time. The second war against them would be different. The warriors who survived vowed to tear vampires apart.The chattering can be heard from
Aesthelia looked around as the training grounds became more lively than the other day. The warriors who survived began attending the training again.They are determined to avenge their loved ones. Although they are in the middle of recovering from the tragedy, they push themselves to do something more than just mourn and sit around.Fortunately, no one has shown hostility or disrespect towards Aesthelia ever since that day. It looks like the werewolves finally recognized her hard work and accepted her as the third-in-command."Do your squats properly," Aesthelia commanded as she saw someone slacking off again.Well, unlike before, the trainee purposely does things that would annoy Aesthelia, but right now, the trainee who was slacking off was just exhausted.It seems that the trainee has been working hard. Even though the trai
The pack meeting ended a while ago. Aesthelia was the last person who went out, as she insisted on helping with cleaning and other stuff. She'd done that, so she could've had more time with Marie as Aesthelia told her everything that happened.Since the vampires have been leaving signs that they appear in certain parts of the outside, Aesthelia came up with a conclusion, that they were trying to lure the werewolves outside again and were ambushed just like they did.So, Aesthelia suggested that they should also be traced to some places. They bait the vampires as they hide like shadows. Aesthelia wasn't sure if that would work, but they had got to trust something.They won't be able to take a step forward if they let doubt get in their way."Well done, my lady.""You did great," Marie praised Aesthelia, which gave a hint of blush to Aesthelia's cheek."I just stood there and strategized," Aesthelia mumbled with a grin. It wa