I followed Patricia back into the mansion. Once inside, the elder had me follow her to what seemed to be a treatment room. There, she had me sit on a bed, while she prepared some herbs and candles. Some very strong-scented ones, no less."I know you said they were needed, but do we really need to use those herbs and candles?" I asked, trying hard not to scrunch my face from the sharp scent I was smelling. โI thought you said I need to take some kind of special herbs in order for me to connect to my wolf.โ"I know these may be a bit too harsh on the nose, believe me I do. However, these are necessary for this practice," Patricia told me, as she lit up some scented candles and placed them around me. The sharp minty scent making me want to plug my nose shut. โThe herbs will only lull you to deep sleep. Should you sleep with these scented aroma around you, you will be able to connect to your wolf in your dreams.โI grew confused at the explanation. โIs there a need to take the medicine if
I awoke to the sound of shouting, my body feeling a little groggy as I opened my eyes. Adjusting to the blurs, I was surprised to find myself surrounded by many other werewolves. All shouting and pointing at me accusingly.โW-Whatโsโฆ going on?โ I asked out loud, unable to make out what was being said.Soon enough, I was finally able to make out the wordsโฆ and paled from them.โMurderer!โโHow could you do that?!โโAnd youโre supposed to be the Luna?!โHer eyes widened in shock, it donned onto her at last what was happening. A scene she had experienced once before, four years ago.โThis isโฆ That night!โ she realized, feeling someone put their hands on her, and forced her down to the ground.โArrest her! Donโt you dare even let her try to escape!โ I heard. The same words that were used that night.I looked up and saw Duncan glaring down at me, seething in rage. โDuncanโฆโ I muttered out.โDonโt think your status means anything at this point, you slut!โ he shouted. โI have been patient en
My eyes widened as I repeated those words in my head. โMotherโ? Whose? Couldnโt be mine, could she? I donโt even know this person.โIโm sorry, but I think youโre mistaken. I had a mother, and she certainly wasnโt you,โ I kindly corrected her.A sad smile formed on her face when I said that. โI know what I said sounds confusing to you, but I speak the truth,โ she assured. Am assurance I didnโt believe.โNo, thatโฆ that canโt be. Youโre just messing with my head. This is another one of those โmental trialsโ Miss Patricia spoke of, isnโt it? The memory isnโt enough, so now there is someone who looks like an older version of me trying to test and see if Iโm worthy of having my wolf.โShe held her arms in a peaceful motion. โThis is not a test. And while this is not the real world, this also is not your dream world.โHer claim made it all the more confusing to me. โWhat are you talking about? Where am I then if not in a dream? In fact, why should I even listen to you? For all I know, you co
When the light faded, I lowered my arms and found myself in the woods. Confused by the sudden change, I turned to ask the spirit woman where she had taken meโonly to find she was gone.โWhere did she go?!โ I wondered, looking around my surroundings in search for the woman, only to find no sign of her anywhere. I took in a breath, hoping I would be able to find her by her scent, only to be reminded that I was not in the real world. As such, out of all my five senses, I could not smell anything here.โI knew she was only delaying me!โ I thought, a bit peeved at myself for hearing her out. And now because of it, I may have gotten farther away from my wolf than before."Are you sure about this?" I suddenly heard. A voice I did not expect to hear here.โMiss Patricia?" I muttered out, heading towards the source."I already told you, Patricia. There is no other way," answered another voice. This one from the spirit woman, prompting me to quicken my pace.I soon found the two in a secluded a
'That... That's my baby blanket,' I thought, shocked beyond belief. 'No, but that... That can't be. My mother, she's-'I stopped my train of thoughts as I glanced at Sarah, noticing the painfully sad expression she had, complete with tears forming in her eyes and trailing down her cheeks."And you're sure you don't want me to keep tabs on her? Watch over her from afar?" Patricia asked, in which Sarah shook her head to."You do that, they will eventually find out of her existence and try to do to her what is being done to me. And without her own mate to protect her, that will make her all the more vulnerable. It's safer for her to be far away from here, with no connection to me," she reasoned. A reason I could not make sense with. Especially not this 'role' I supposedly have, yet not know about. A role that may or may not be similar to that of an Alpha or Luna's, from the sounds of it.As if that wasn't enough, Patricia... She already knew me? This wasn't a lie or some kind of trick, w
Duncan's POVA few days passed since I mind linked the slut about this family meeting. Now, weekend has arrived, and Dylan and I were in my room, getting dressed for the little 'meet and greet'."I don't wanna go to Grandpa's house. Not if she's there, and not without Auntie Ashley," Dylan whined, in which I sighed at."Took the words right out of my mouth," I agreed grimacingly. "Sadly, even I have no say to what my parents demand. Especially my father.""But you're the Alpha! Can't you at convince him to let Auntie Ashley come along?""Dylan's right. Surely you can talk your parents into bringing me along. Or better yet, have them come visit us," Ashley agreed, sitting and resting on my bed.A sad smile formed on my face at her request. "My beloved. You and Dylan both know that if I was able to do either of those, we wouldn't be in this situation," I reasoned. "Unfortunately, once an Alpha, always has the lasting effects of one. Even if I were to refuse, Father will use his Alpha Au
Susan's POVI sat in the car across from Duncan and Dylan, as the chauffeur drove us to Duncan's parents' house, somewhere outside the pack. During the drive, as to be expected, neither my husband nor my son bothered to look me in the eyes. Instead, they only had small chats with one another- mostly Dylan complaining about visiting his grandfather. And when they weren't talking, both would just look out the window, completely ignoring me. While it did bother me a bit to see them both ignore me so, at the very least, there was no Ashley here. I rather they ignore me completely in silence than ignore me by hanging around with her so lovingly."How much longer?" Dylan asked then."Shouldn't be much longer. Unless if we took a different turn than usual," Duncan answered, looking to the driver in front."At ease, Alpha. We are going the right way, and will be arriving at the master's mansion momentarily," the chauffeur said.โโMomentarilyโ doesnโt sound fast enough,โ Dylan complained.โWha
As we exited out of the car, Duncan, Dylan, and I walked up to the mansion. The former two speed walking on ahead, no doubt wanting to be away from me. Not that I minded. After what I learned, I want to keep distance from them, too. Well, not that they would ever know. Why, Duncan himself didn't know and yetโฆ'No,' I stopped my thoughts, taking in a breath. 'That sort of thing is not even for me to say. If he never realized it, that would be his own fault. Besides, even if I were to say it, would he ever believe me?'Once that last thought came into my head, I became more convinced that there was no point in saying a word to Duncan about anything. He never believed me before, much less heard me out. Even if I was instructed by Pularis and Patricia to proceed as I usually would, that may proved to be a bit more challenging than it sounds. Still, I need to be calm, and proceed as I usually would. Regardless of the difficulty.Duncan knocked on the door, a bit too harshly. As we waited a
Duncan's POVI sat in the living room, my head down in disbelief from everything that happened in a span of a few hours just a little earlier. What have I seen? What did I witness? If it was a miracle, I much rather it be that than... Than whatever else that was revealed.It was one thing that Ashley- the love of my life who had been poisoned by that slut mutt, Susan- recover from the ailment that made her suffer. Find the strength in her that helped her take down that bitch that was beating her so. In fact, for all I know, that must be what happened. And everything else- every word said that was making me think otherwise- were nothing but lies in the end. All that was 'revealed' were nothing but fabrications. Tales that were being told differently than what the action truly showed."ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!" Or so I would have preferred it, if my father was not sitting across from me on the sofa, presenting me and Ashley with the package set on the table between us. The package was
I looked up at Pularis in stupor. What was he trying to tell me?โS-Sorry, I think I got a little woozy there, Alpha. I couldโve sworn Iโm hearing you tell me that I will be fully healed if my wolf awakens,โ I said.โI am saying that.โ My bafflement grew at his confirmation. โNow, donโt take my words seriously. I am no healer, and I am not some expert on wolves. The ones with us werewolves, that is. From what Iโve heard of your friend, there hasnโt been quite a case of an illness similar to yours in any medical records or books she knew of. Or am I wrong?โI was not a doctor myself, but from what I knew, Pularis was not wrong. Even Caitlyn said so, and hoped that his pack would know something about my condition that is not known in the Bluemoon pack.โI donโt know much about the role, you were born into the role of Werewolf Priestess, it is possible that there are plenty of differences about you compared to other werewolves, just as there is a difference between an Alpha werewolf and
I was just closing my eyes when I heard light knocking at my door, marking me open them again. โWhoโs at my door this time?โ I wondered.โYes?โโItโs me. Mind if I come in?โโAlpha Pularis? Uh, sure. You can come in.โOnce I gave him permission, the door opened, and my soon-to-be new Alpha entered. โApologies for suddenly leaving. Had matters to take care of,โ he said.โWould they have to do with Duncan and Ashley?โ Pularis gave me an odd look when I asked that. โI was told by Miss Patricia.โHe sighed at the response. โI thought I smelled her scent earlier,โ he muttered, before turning back to me. โTo answer your question, yes. Yes, it does have to do with those two.โ He then stopped for a moment, looking me over. โYou mind sitting up? I need to talk to you about something important.โCuriosity washed over me when he said that. โYeah, Iโll try.โ I was about to sit up, only to be reminded of how painful it was even adjusting myself on the bed. Unlike before, though, Pularis quickly to
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. What? Iโm sorry, what? Huh? Ashley was what?โThose were the only things I could say after what Patricia revealed to me. News I never thought I would ever hear fromโฆ Well, anywhere. Nor did I think it to be that possible.โLike I said, child. That โAshleyโ girl has her lies exposed. The โillnessโ she was said to be harboring was nothing more than a fake. A lie. An act. All with the right prop to use.โI was still in stupor, hearing that again. Replaying it in my head, even. This whole time, like Duncan and many others, I had thought she was truly affected by whatever aftermath that position had inflicted onto her. Now Iโm hearing that there was no such thing? It was all nothing but some sick act Ashley had put on? But, that made no sense.โHow could she have faked her illness this whole time? Weโre not talking about โdaysโ, but โyearsโ. Even if Duncan was that blind to his love for her, he had to be sharp enough to realize the difference between fake and
Susan's POVI couldnโt sleep at all. I wasnโt sure if it was because I had already โsleptโ enough that I didnโt need any more sleep, or if it was because I was starting to be conscious of the state of my body that I was not comfortable sleeping. I didnโt know which one it was, but I just couldnโt sleep.โI wonder if Iโm allowed to take any walks in the mansion. Or at least in my room. I donโt think I can sleep otherwise,โ I thought.I slowly tried to sit up from bed, though had some difficulties in doing so. My body was feeling quite sore, which made it a little tough for me to move. It especially hurts when I put pressure on some of my worst, bandaged injuries. That is, the bite and claw marks, according to Caitlyn.Eventually, instead of getting out of bed, I settled only for readjusting myself on it, and looked around the room.โI shouldโve asked for a book to read or something,โ I muttered.A knock was heard at the door, surprising me a bit.โWho is it?โ I asked.โItโs me, dear. M
Time almost seemed to have frozen by the action. Not for me or my people, who know that punch did nothing to my Beta. For the Bluemoon wolves who thought that woman was so sickly, on the other hand- particularly a certain disgraceful Alpha...โStill believe her to be some flower to be protected?โ Dingo questioned his son, who looked on in disbelief.โT-Thatโฆ thatโs justโฆ an act! Yeah, thatโs all that was!โ the welp claimed, actually succeeding in baffling me that time, as several others were. โI know Ashley. She has a condition! Sheโs not able to cause any sort of harm on anything! That bitch of a werewolf only pretended that punch did anything to her! Thereโs no way Ashley actually-!โโYou saw her take that Betaโs kick, and clearly that didnโt kill her as it wouldโve any other sickly,โ Dingo reminded him. โMoreover, as we saw, you claimed earlier her recovery is not like that of an average werewolfโs. Well, you may as well be right, seeing as she has recovered from her injuries faste
The welp remained silent at the question. I didn't know if it meant that he didn't understand how he wouldn't know, or if he was waiting for a response from his father. Regardless, both options are equally sad and disappointing. "He's telling you that someone else picked the package up, and never reported to you about it. 'Hid' the package, more like," I answered for the pitifully dumb mutt. He who looked at me with rage."There is no way that-!""That is exactly what happened!" Dingo interrupted, frightening his son to silence. "The fact that your name is on these packages, and shipped to your house every month for the past four years are proof enough!""I-It could just be that bastard-!" Dingo unleashed another dose of his authority, silencing his son to submission. "You are still blaming someone outside the pack for a case that has happened in your very home? He who just arrived at our pack for the first time last month? It is clear enough that the true culprit is someone from in
As expected, the moment it was made known what the book was, many in our little audience took 'interest' in the topic. To say the least. There were questions as to how the book was of any importance in this current situation, with several making assumptions that it would be about the lavishing spendings. I even overheard a few questioning what such info had to do with the matter at hand, noticing how troubled a couple sounded."How the hell did you get your hands on that?!" the welp demanded. "Ah, so you do know what this is," I said. "Now, as much as I would like to show here everything this book contains, we are not here to speak of the transaction history. No... What you want to know is details about this package delivered to you. From a shop called the 'Europhia Apothecary'.""I made no purchase to any apothecary, you fraudulent mutt!" the welp shouted.I rolled my eyes at him, surprised with how high his arrogance was. How fragile his pride turned out to be. "No one ever said yo
"What the hell is going on here?!"The chatters all ceased at my shout. Many turned my way, with some paling at the sight of me in my wolf form."I-It's the councilman!" a Bluemoon wolf barked out, as he and many others all parted, making a path for me to walk to the gate. I made no gesture of gratitude as I walked down the path made. Unlike most werewolves, who would usually reach an adult's waist in their wolf form, for me, I was pretty much as tall as an average adult in my form. Fitting for a werewolf whose wolf loves a good display of power. Fitting for an Alpha werewolf with a reputation like mine.As I walked, I could hear light whispers amongst the mass about my being here. And from what I was hearing, while some were assuming my arrival had to do with the suspicious package- an astute assumption from them- others assumed I was here to deliver news of the trial date, which was also not wrong.To say the least, the trial could've happened at any time. Especially when there was