Chapter Five

Adella's POV 

I didn't want to be vulnerable. I never wanted anyone to know that I was just another weak human but the true nature of my identity made me emotional. All my life, I had wished to be that powerful wolf that everyone respects.

I wanted to be brave, powerful and a warrior just like my parents and brother. So, it was a shocker when during training I was the only one that couldn't meet up. Although most of us haven't gotten our wolf yet, they are stronger than humans.

At first, everyone thought I would adapt slowly to the training. My parents thought the same thing too. But after I continued to faint during training, it was obvious I wasn't a werewolf. But my pack always protects me during raids.

They don't let anything bad happen to me. Unfortunately, the one person I thought would get my back even if the world turns against me became the one that doused my light of hope.

Alder crushed me. 

He made me believe I was worthless with his words and I felt suffocated. I couldn't take it anymore when my foster parents confirmed I wasn't their daughter and that I was a human.

So I thought, what's the point of going on if I would only face humiliation and suffering?

"Let it all out, princess. You are safe from all insecurities. I will never let anyone hurt you" my mother said, pulling me into her embrace.

I sobbed for a few minutes before I finally stopped. I was ready to tell them what happened.

" I… I was rejected by my mate" I stuttered, tears streaming down my eyes again.

"Who dares reject my daughter!" My father thundered, making everyone in the room except my mother shiver in fear. His eyes were fiery red as if it was filled with fresh volcano and the room suddenly felt hot… I meant extremely hot!

Was that the power of a lycan? Even our alpha doesn't possess such power. Yes, an alpha does have power when he uses his alpha tone but this was way too powerful. The walls around shook, I mean literally shook! I was damn sure that the effects didn't end here in this heaven-like palace. 

"You are scaring her, my Lord," my mother said, drawing me close to herself. 

Slowly, he withdrew his anger as his already protruding fangs sunk back in. His eyes changed back to pure silver. Yes, I forgot to tell you that my parents had this silver kind of eye that seems to shine.

"Sweetheart, you don't have to be sad. Unlike werewolves, lycans are granted the right to choose their own mates just like humans. It's very unlikely for a lycan to be fated with a werewolf. So, you don't have to worry about some measly wolf… you can get anyone you like as your mate" my mother explained.

Was that truly possible? But…I love him. 

"Don't worry, I will look for the perfect partner for you. But for now, you have to focus on your training," my father said.

"Training?"

"Yes. You need to train to be a true lycan and my successor. Once you are better, I will train you alongside my right hand man" my father said, smiling. 

As much as I wanted to be strong, I doubt that I could be a successor. What if there is a mistake? What if I wasn't truly their daughter or a lycan?

" You are my daughter. Our precious little baby," my mother interrupted my thoughts.

" You… can hear me?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes. That's because we are family. And you will be trained to open your inner mind too. You will have access to everyone in this kingdom. But they can't have access unless you let them to. Only the royal family can have access to each other" she explained.

Oh! That means I need to keep my thoughts to myself.

"Oh… don't worry. We won't invade your privacy and your father would teach you how to block your thoughts very soon"

Now… that sucks!

" Yeah.. it does" she said, laughing.

" Amelia, stop listening to her mind. You are making her uncomfortable," My father scolded my mother who just grinned.

I smiled unknowingly. I could see that my parents love each other so much. That's the type of mate I want. Would the moon goddess grant my wish? 

There is one question though, I really want to ask them.

"How did I get lost?" I asked, looking at them. I saw my mother looking sad and guilty.

She started sobbing softly and I panicked. Did I make her remember a sad memory? But I truly want to know how I ended up in the werewolf pack.

"It's my fault. I should have been with you as a mother. I should have forgotten about being a powerful Luna and focused on being a mother," She said, sniffing.

I was confused. Wait, how could such a fragile woman like her be a warrior?

"I… I was one of the upcoming warriors when your father chose me as his mate. He promised to let me train before we start raising any children. But it wasn't as we planned because I took in on our first night. However, I was adamant to continue training when I put to bed" she said, a bitter smile on her face.

Then my father touched her," It wasn't your fault, Amelia"

" It was my fault. How could I leave my two year old child alone with a maid? I should have been there for you. On that fateful day, the maid left you in the garden to meet her mate. Being a very smart child, you wandered out of the garden into the nearby bushes and that's the last time we saw you" She said, crying.

So that's what happened.

" If only we knew you wandered into the werewolf pack, we would have come for you. But we searched every werewolf pack within the vicinity but we couldn't find you. Tell me, what's the name of the pack?" She asked, frowning. 

" Blue Moon Pack" I responded.

"That's quite far. How did you get there on foot? That's impossible for a child to walk to" My father said, frowning too.

"Where am I? Is it that far from my pack?" I asked, confused.

"Yes. It is about six borders from here. I can understand that the river must have washed you over to our side but a baby walking all those miles? That's quite impossible" he analyzed.

Could it be that I wasn't their daughter?

As we were lost in our various thoughts, there were other footsteps coming in and a white bearded young man walked in with the most captivating smile ever.

"Your majesty, the DNA test is ready. Here it is, "he said, bowing.

"What's the result?" My father asked, looking anxious.

"It came out positive. It's a 99.99% chance. She is the lost princess" he said, smiling faintly as his eyes were fixed on mine.

One look at those eyes and my heart skipped but I ignored it as my mind was fixed on the result. It means I was truly their daughter and the future heiress of the Lycan throne of the kingdom.

A weakling like me? Would I be able to be the leader they want? That was the question lingering in my mind as I looked at my happy parents.

Would I be like them too?