Chapter 7

We walk through the door into a large room, bookshelves lining all but one wall. A door off to the the left, with a staircase going to the second floor next to it. I glance at all the books, seeing too many to count. I look to the wall with no books.  A fireplace burns bright in the middle of it with 2 large paintings hanging above it, one a man and one a wolf. My eyes stay glued to the paintings as I study them. One a man, and one a wolf. The man is painted to be tall, full of muslces. Hair blacker than night, with emerald green eyes staring right back at me. I look to the wolf, his fur the same as the mans hair, the saem emerald eyes starieng at me. 

"That is the first werewolf...." 

"Samual Redwood.' I say, cuttin Talon off. "We never had paintings of him, but we learned everything there was to know about him. He was just a human that fell in love with moon, and she fell in love with him. She made a human form to come down to be with him, then blessed him with the wolf.." I stop as I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I look up to see four men walking down the stairs, eyeing me as they take the last step.

"You must be Nikkia." The first man stops as he speaks to me. 

Freya growls inward, letting me know to be wary.

"Yes, I am. You must all be the elders." I say, standing myself up taller.  

Indeed. I am Luke. This is Theo, Cam, and Gavin." He says as he points the other three men. "We have a lot to discuss, shall we begin?" Luke walks over to the large, round table in the middle of the room, sitting at a chair as the other men follow his lead. I look to Talon. He offers me a smile of reasurance as he grabs my hand and leads us to our own chairs. 

"I am just going to get straight to the point, Nikkia. Who are you and why are you here?" Luke looks at me with a blank face as he asks the questions. 

Freya growls, anger spilling into my own feelings. The men all look at me. "Me and my wolf do not take lightly to disrespect." I growl at Luke, trying to get my anger in control. I feel Talons hand rest on my thigh and i take a deep breath. "My name is NIkkia.." Leaving my last name out, i continue. "I am from the NorthWind Pack, what we believed was the last pack of werewolves in existence. I am not here for anything. I was on my own whane i got ambushed and captured. They then brought me here."

"We have never heard of a pack called NorthWind. How do I know youre telling the truth? Whats your full name?" 

"Luke, chill with the questions." Talon snarls out. "She is just as confused as we are." 

Panic runs through me as the words of my father rang through my head. dont let anyone know who you really are. I feel Freya start to fight for control to keep us safe. I grab Talons hand to calm myself, feeling Freya retreat a little bit. 

"We are a very hidden pack, gaurded with a barrier our ancestors put up." I say, telling only fifty percent of the truth. "I do not know why we did not know of your existence, of the other way around. That is what we are trying to figrure out here." My hands shake as I fight to keep Freya down. 

Luke looks from me and Talon. "Why were you by yourself? Why were you wondering around this area?" 

Panic starts to rise again and Freya snarls out. Talon grabs me and sits me in his lap, rubbing my back to calm me. "You have to tell us the truth for us to figure anything out. I will always keep you safe." Talon whispers in my ear. 

With a shaky breath I start. "My father told me to never tell anybody anything about myself. My mother had dissapeared after I was born so my father raised me. He never talked about her, but the pack would never stop asking him about her. When I turned 13, my dad dissapeared too. My pack resented me for being an orphan, and for having no wolf," I glance at Talon, "which I told them because my dad said to always keep her hidden. I was punished for whatever went wrong, weather it was my fault or not. They kept me on lock down, hoping it would draw either my father or mother back, or hopefully both. I finally made my escape, following where my wolf Freya was leading me. I don't know how long I've been running for. It feels like months." I look down, wrapping my hands in my lap. 

"Why did your father want you to do all that? Who was he?" Luke questions, tone becoming a little softer. 

Freya starts whining uncomfortably, telling me to not tell. "He told me it wouldn't be safe. I was too powerful. People would crave the power and come looking for me." I look up at look, intesest filling his eyes. 

"Why is that? Again, who was your father." 

I turn my head to look at Talon, noticing him already staring at me with wonder. "My father was a simple man, not many knew his name before he had me." I take a steadying breath. "His name is Aruthra. Aruthra McRae. He was......" I get cut off beforei can finish. 

"He was one of the first descendents of Samual Redwood." Talon utters in surprise. "How is he still alive? The first werewolves were created over 400 years ago!" Talon looks over to me, waiting for an answer. 

"He was one of the first descendents of Samual redwood, and his mistress." I whisper. 

"Samual Redwood did not have a mistress!" Luke yelled in surprise. "The moon blessed Samual with the gift of the wolf because he loved her." 

Freya growls loudly, the growl echoing through out the room. Freya fights to the surface, making me drop to the floor fighting to keep her back. Talon stands up and backs away, knowing whats going to happen. Before I can take another breath, Freya breaks to the surface. I feel my bones crack and snap as Freya takes control, knocking over the table with her enourmouse size. 

I see the elders staring at me in fear as Freya growls louder and stalks towards them. 

"You will not defend that human scum." Freya growls as she stands right in front of luke, speaking through mindlink. I watch as Luke gets confused as he starts to argue. Freya cuts him off, making sure everybody hears her through the mindlink. "Samual Redwoood was a traitor. He used the moon, then tossed her aside when he got bored." Freya snarls. "Aruthra McRae is the real king of the wolves. He protected the moon, and protected the werewolves from Samuals wrath." 

"How would you know? You are just a child and a pup." Luke challanges. 

"I am a straight descendent of the moon, and Aruthra. I was taught everything before I became apart of Nikkia." 

I gasp, not knowing any of this. All the eyes are on me as surprise fills them. Talon looks at me with shock, dropping to on eknee and bowing his head in front of Freya. The elders look on in suprise, as all but Luke drop to their knees to follow their alpha. Freya snarls, and Luke drops to his knees, bowing his head. 

"You are the rightful leader of all of us, the rightful queen, my mate." Talon looks at me with approval as he says this.