chapter 22

KAELION POV

The ride to the pack council meeting was a tough one. It brought back many memories of Misha and me since we always attended together.

I was also very nervous because it was the first time I was attending since her death.

“We have arrived,” The driver announced.

“Are you ready for this?” Jackson who was seated right next to the driver asked, turning to look at me.

“Yes,” I stated firmly, stepping out of the car.

Jackson and I both hurriedly made our way into the meeting while my mind flashed to Seliora.

After the conversation I had with her the previous night while she was in the cell, I went to the pack doctor’s office. I remembered asking him if Seliora was strong enough and how he assured me she was fine but I still went ahead to instruct the guards to let her go this morning.

Till now, I still could not understand why I did that.

Seeing that we were about to enter the meeting hall, I snapped out of my thoughts and maintained a straight face.

“Long live the Alpha,” Everyone in the hall cheered, bowing their heads as I walked in with Jackson.

It felt so good to see the faces of the council elders and all of the members whom I had not seen in a while.

“Rise,” I declared, walking over to the throne which was right in front of everyone.

“Let’s begin,” I demanded, taking my seat.

The meeting started with some of the council members expressing how happy they were to see me at the meeting and continued with the discussion of the annual pack regale which I had completely forgotten about.

This was a celebration that the Alpha of the Obsidian pack must host every year. It is an event that celebrates our ancestors who fought so hard to protect our pack.

“We would like you to pick a date, Alpha Kaelion,” One of the oldest council members uttered, sitting down.

I was not in the mood to host or throw a party but my pack had been through a lot. We needed this.

“The day after tomorrow,” I announced, watching the big smiles on the faces of the pack members.

Everyone loved the pack regale not only because it was a big celebration but also because of the many activities that took place.

The meeting was coming to an end since I had already chosen the date and I loved how quick it was. I wanted to return home to Seliora.

I didn't trust that she was not up to something new.

“The day after tomorrow it is,” Elder Marcus stated.

Afterwards, we discussed the attack on the border which happened a day before. I assured the council members it was nothing to be worried about.

“I have it all under control,” I stated.

Afterwards, the meeting ended and everyone bowed down to pay their respects to me before dispersing.

I immediately stood up from the throne and began to make my way to the entrance but was stopped by Elder Marcus.

“Can I have a moment?” He asked.

“Sure but it has to be quick,” I replied, walking over to his side.

“I am really glad you were able to make it,” He said. “The pack members are excited to see you this way.”

“I am glad,” I responded, wondering what he had to say.

“Word has spread about how you ended the Ember fang pack. Everyone fears the pack now because of your bravery but there have been rumours about a strange red-haired woman living in the pack house. Everyone is talking about her and some of the pack members say she’s Alpha Thane’s daughter,” Elder Marcus said.

Elder Marcus was one of the Council members whom I trusted. He was also someone Misha respected a lot when she was alive.

“Yes, she is my prisoner,” I stated.

“She is dangerous, I have heard stories about how fearless she is. What exactly do you plan to do with her?” He inquired.

“I have everything under control, Elder Marcus,” I said, placing my hands on his shoulders. “She won't be here for long.”

Elder Marcus nodded his head then walked away while I made my way towards the car.

I hated that rumours were spreading about Seliora and knew I needed to do something to stop the pack members from talking about it once and for all.

“You do know we have only a day to plan this pack regale thing right,” Jackson who leaned towards the car said. “You could have chosen any day next week.”

“This party is a distraction, Jackson. The sooner we do it the better for me,” I muttered, walking into the car with Jackson.

The car drove off instantly while I stared out of the car’s window.

I thought about how Misha loved the pack regale mainly because it was one of the days I showcased our paintings for the pack members to see.

She was also an artist just like me.

I had earlier lied to Jackson about the reason I picked Saturday, it was because the farther the event was, the more I would think about Misha.

A few minutes later, the car came to a halt and I stepped out of the car.

“Make sure everything goes well, Jackson. I am aware a day is a little time but I trust you with this,” I muttered.

“You are not joining the preparations this year?” Jackson asked.

“No, I have too much work to attend to,” I simply replied, walking away.

My office was the first place I entered as I needed to return my journal which I had earlier forgotten.

After placing the journal back into my drawer, I turned to walk back to the door but noticed a strand of hair on the floor right next to the old box where I kept Misha and I pictures.

I bent down to inspect it and instantly knew who it belonged to.

“Seliora,” I whispered, noticing the strand was red in colour. “She was here.”