Chapter 4

Rowan's POV

My whole life was more than a lie, it was dangerous and I couldn't believe they hid all of these things from me.

The White Alpha Wolf charged at once at the cloaked warriors with terrifying speed, almost like she moved like a ghost, tearing them apart with ease.

My disbelief increased as I couldn't believe how effortlessly my mother had hidden such immense power all these years.

However, the attackers also transformed into wolves as well, revealing they were elite warriors and not just ordinary werewolves. I knew everything about werewolves according to the books, and even though mom was a White Alpha Wolf, it would be difficult for her alone to fight them all off. They were trained and elite assassins by how deadly their wolves looked.

My heart pounded so hard everyone in the room could hear it. But that was just the beginning. Dad let out a loud cry and drew out an ancient silver spear from nothing, engraved with the Moon Goddess runes, the sacred weapon of a Moon Priest.

He quickly shoved me behind him and against the wall and I watched them fight the dreadful wolves together, holding back dozens of the endless attackers with so much ease and coordination that only proved that they had fought side by side for years.

No wonder they made me read about all the legends. They were preparing me for this day because as he said, it was inevitable and they knew. But I had never touched a weapon, or learned how to wield a sword or even protect myself.

I quietly observed the whole scene, and during the battle, I noticed they were really trying tooth and nail to capture me alive. Whenever they slipped past them, and I was within their reach, they'll avoid fatal attacks and quietly attempt to restrain me with enchanted silver chains.

But they never succeeded.

After an hour of relentless battle and fighting, Dad turned to me and it was written all over his face. He wasn't giving up, but he knew he wasn't going to win this battle.

The enemies came fully prepared with warriors specifically trained to defeat Moon Priests and though they were still holding them back, he knew it wouldn't be for much longer. They were just too much.

“You have to go,” he begged me as he ripped off the head of one of them. “Please, just run.” He begged, but I didn't know where to run to, I didn't know what to do.

A hand grabbed me from behind and pulled back forcefully. They were climbing the walls and I screamed and yanked him off and ran right to my Dad's side but he held me back immediately.

“Stay back!” He slammed the weapon that was coming to my side and whispered a chant quickly and a circle formed around both of us, covering us while mom continued to fight.

He reached for my hand and gave me the crescent moon pendant and with agony on his face, he said the words slowly.

"This was never meant for us." He paused for a while as the wolves growled and hit the circle but couldn't penetrate. He grinned in pain as he couldn't hold for much longer and held my head.

"It belongs to you."

“Dad…” he kissed my forehead softly and his eyes glowed with fear.

“Rowan, listen to me. Wherever you find yourself, you must go North and seek the Lycan Kingdom.”

Before I could ask why, he said just one name I had never heard about before or even read about.

“Theron. Find Theron.”

My heart was heavy with guilt as he stared at me, but I couldn't abandon my parents. I couldn't just run off, even though I knew I wasn't able to help here, but I couldn't just leave them.

They knew they may not survive but we're determined to buy me enough time to escape, but I didn't want to.

He finally released the circle and they lunged at us at once, but he shoved me to a safer side and continued to fight with brutality and grit. I saw it in their eyes, they were never going to stop hunting me.

Suddenly, mom turned towards me and let out a long sorrowful howl, her eyes glowing with golden intensity as she stared deeply into my eyes. The sound moved into my body and shattered my mind, and seemed to trigger something inside the pendant in my hands.

A blinding silver light erupted from it, enveloping me like a circle and slowly vanishing.

My feeble hands reached for them as I screamed.

“Mom! Dad!”

But before I could reach them, the light completely swallowed me and when it faded, I was gone from there.

The last I saw was the look of sheer disbelief on the faces of the attackers and the raw pain in my parents eyes.