Chapter Three: A Path To Destruction.

I stomped my feet on the wooden floor, my mind ramming with thoughts as I stepped out of the washhouse– a small rectangular building with five partitions and walked into the empty room.

Apparently, the four other mates I shared the room with had gone to Moon's knows where and I was the only one left alone.

The Shadow Clan had accepted to take me in, Courtesy of Vera. They were not rude to me and were not nice to me either. I couldn't care less as my mind was filled with other thoughts.

Benita's shocking revelation had kept me occupied and since then, I realized how foolish I was.

Since I met these girls , none of them seemed broken. Infact they glowed and radiated like the morning sun.

Also, they came from the Shadow and Pack Clan, the two most powerful clan after red wolf. Lord Alpha Tirion would think twice before waging a war on them.

So why was my mother killed?

I grunted, anger boiling through my veins as i put on the large satin white gown and stomped out of the room. There was only one way to find out the truth and I knew exactly where to find it.

The howls of wolves filled my ears as I walked down the hallway. The Shadow clan must be enjoying the full moon.

“The Shadow clan are so wild,” I heard a voice say as I passed the pack clan quarters. “But I think they have a better chance than that Falme girl.”

I paused and leaned on the door.

“I wonder why a Falme girl is allowed to participate.” Another girl said, “ I thought they were banned from participating a thousand years ago after the 'incident.’

I didn't hear what they said further as I walked away. I had better things on my mind.

A half hour glass later, I stepped into the hall of scrolls.

“You are here.” Vera said, not lifting up her face as she scanned through some scrolls on the table.

I walked silently towards her, not once taking my gaze off her. “My Mother was killed by the king's men.”

I stopped in front of the table, “Why?”

Vera continued reading her scrolls, “ The order of the king is his and his alone. I do not have any say in the matter.”

“You want me to believe that he gives a fuck about a girl from Falme?”i gritted.

She dropped the scroll and looked at me, “Your wolf,” She said, smiling. “I can't feel it.”

My gaze fluttered.

“You can't wolf out, can you?” She asked.

I looked away, pouting my lips.

She chuckled and picked up the scrolls. “If you want answers, Amara. You should ask Elder Lan, he is the one that brought you here.”

She looked back at me again, “You may leave.”

Elder Lan, I thought as I bowed. He was the most powerful amongst the council of Elders. Why would he want me here? And was he the reason my Mother was killed?

“The king's Army,” I asked, “Do they only work on the king's command?”

Vera paused, her brows tightening as she peered at me, hesitating.

“The house of Cheng mostly makes up the king's army.” She finally said. “They are mostly humans and can be manipulated by a higher being to do one's bidding especially someone powerful.”

“Someone as powerful as Elder Lan.” I said, the realization dawning on me.

“Good luck finding him.” Vera mused. “Even the Mother Superior herself has never set eyes on him.”

I gave a sarcastic smile and made to leave when Vera voiced,

“When you get to the end of the hallway,” She said in a cold tone. “Follow East.”

I blinked, confused as I nodded and stepped out.

Why would I follow East when I walked through the west end to get here?

I walked down the end of the hallway, looking at both path and turned to follow the East end when a voice fliters to my ears.

“Amara.” A soft voice called from behind.

I frozed, cold chill seeping through my skin as I turned and gasped.

A white wolf spirit stood at the East path, smiling at me.

“I am your wolf.” It said softly, “Don't you remember?”

I shook my head, my eyes fixed on it like a daze, “ I do not know you.”

It's eyes fluttered, as if it seemed hurt by what I said. “Well that is not a problem.” It said. “Come to me, I will remind you of everything.”

Slowly, I walked towards it. An unknown force pushing me further. My mind screamed danger but my heart wanted to know more, like what I have been yearning for, for years was right there.

Waiting.

I moved further, inching closer to the spirit when suddenly. Everything dissolved and I manifest into another room.

The room was a cave and four torches burned at four cardinal points. It smelt like Ash and rot and then….blood.

I looked around, my heart thundering as my gaze fall on a man kneeling, staring into the concrete wall. I gasped as I look at his skin.

There were scars of different kinds. Old and New. They sat on his skin like trophies stretched on a cupboard.

Suddenly, he turned sharply towards me and I gasped, realizing who it was. Lord Tirion. His once geled hair was now a shattered mess, falling dishelevely across his face. He looked like a mad man, locked away for a long time.

His eyes were no longer calm and cold. The remnant of fire had become a raging furnace.

“Who are you?” He grunted, his voice rough and edgy. He picked the whip that layed besides him, holding on to it, firmly.

“I ask again,” he said, standing on his feet, walking towards me. “ Who are you?”

My breath caught in my throat as I stood motionless staring at him. It was as if my mouth had become to heavy to speak.

“Who are you?!!!!” He thundered, his eyes changing as he morphed into his wolf form.

The world stood forzen, my legs rooted to the concrete as I watched him growl and morphed.

And that was when it hit me. My vision, it had become real.

He morphed completely into his wolf and charging towards me.

When–

A blindingly white charged between us and I see myself in the hallway of the barn wing.

What happened? How did I get here?

“The first path to destruction, Young lady is paying no heed to an Elder's warning.”

I paused, cold sweat trailing down my spine as I peered at the man before me.

“W-Who are you?” I asked, my voice trembling.

The old man laughed like I had asked the most stupidest question.

“In the books of ages, they call me the fire of the four kingdoms. The one who had seen the beginning of time.” He said.

“But in the new age,” He continued. “They call me Elder Lan.”