CallistaWe wait eagerly in the castle until we get an update from Theon. Tension thrums within us as the screens of Theon’s office remain empty of a call or even a text telling us how his meeting with the Galdine pack Alpha, Warren Galdine goes.Seconds tick into minutes, and then hours, but we don’t get anything.“It’s been three hours now,” I tell Kellin, feeling worried about the lack of communication. “Do you think they are alright? I don’t have a good feeling about this.”“I hope so, although I must agree that this whole incident is entirely unsettling,” Kellin mutters, sounding concerned. “Warren is not stupid enough to try and retaliate against the Alpha King, but as I said before, parents do crazy things when it comes to their children. Warren had placed Valencia above everything since the start, and while that is admirable as a father, as an Alpha, it only enabled her further to descend into her madness. He even gave her a position of power, for Goddess’ sake.”“I feel like
CallistaTheon leaves the Galdine pack lands soon afterward.According to him, the team sent by the Supernatural Council promised to check the bodies for signs of magic as soon as possible. They will have to transfer the bodies to the Witches Guild, where the final autopsy will be carried out and hopefully, the answers we sorely desire will come to light. "They gave us a warning to be careful," Theon says through a video call. "Because we touched the bodies. They decontaminated us as much as possible, but you can never be too careful. If we see anything unusual on our bodies, we have to isolate ourselves and call them immediately. You guys need to prepare a portion of the castle for this. Hopefully, nothing will happen but better be prepared.”“Understood,” Kellin replies with forced mirth. “A quarantine zone for four werewolves, coming right up.”“Thanks, Kellin. They checked us over for any signs of contagiousness but we're clean so far.""I'm going to have nightmares about that fo
CallistaDays pass, but the tensions don't cease.Valencia is nowhere to be found. It's truly like she vanished into thin air. No other werewolf community reports any sightings of her. There are some alerts about red-haired women, but none of them are Valencia. They're just random women who don't even know what's happening half the time. The renovation of the western tower comes to an end. The overall construction of the damaged property in the town is complete, and the Rexellen pack looks the same way it had looked before the earthquake hit. Regarding the earthquake, no one has found the reason for it so far. Just like the massacre, it remains a mystery. As winter finally takes hold, snow starts to fall, covering the Rexellen pack with a sheet of white. Surrounded by the towering trees, the Rexellen pack towns start to look like a winter wonderland because although the wolves don't celebrate Christmas, we do celebrate the winter solstice.Evergreen yule wreathes and multicolored fa
Theon"Alpha, Alpha!" Alan's voice comes from the security room, seconds before the man himself runs towards us. There's a sign of panic in his eyes. "What is it?" I question, turning away from the construction.We were talking about the construction of the roof. Originally, the roof had been made from wood, but the construction crew wants to use some modern roofing materials for durability. It was the most logical solution, so we were wondering if we could do the same thing for all the conical roofs of the rest of the towers as well. But Alan’s disturbance brings all of that to a halt."Rogues!" Alan screeches. "There are rogues attacking the town for some reason.""What the hell? Why would the rogues come to the town?" Panicking at this new crisis, I run after him to the main security room where on a screen, it shows a bunch of rogues growling at a group of sane wolves. It actually looks like the rogues are trying to get into town, and the others, presumably guards are defending t
CallistaI march to the armory and request the sword that I normally use for sword practice.It's well-balanced and pretty sharp. As a wolf-less werewolf, it's my best bet against an opponent, no matter what species they are. As much as I want to go after Theon, I know that without my ability to turn into my wolf form, I would only be a liability. Even more so if the bears are actually present.So, I do as he says and head to Gemini and Kellin's quarters. This isn't the first time the Rexellen pack has ever faced an attack, so the castle and the town are always ready to counter any insurgence that threatens it.The people of the town rush inside the castle to take cover from any attack, and the castle is big enough to shelter all of them. The staff and guards drive them into all kinds of halls and sitting rooms within the castle, making sure to keep them away from Elias's room. As I rush to the Beta's rooms, I see the castle staff close all sorts of entrances and side entrances and
CallistaI cannot believe my ears. How did Valencia get inside the castle? Every inch of this place is guarded by armed werewolves! We are in an emergency, for Goddess's sake! My mind runs a thousand miles a minute in panic. I can't get my thoughts straight.The last time I saw Valencia, she tried to kill me. This time she is threatening the lives of Gemini and her children. I don't care what happens to me, I can't let anything happen to them because of me."Last warning, Callista!" She raps on the door again, hurriedly this time. Gemini gapes at me with fear. Sawyer takes the sleeping Simon in his arms and clings to his mom's side.There is only one thing I can do."I'm coming out!" I yell from the top of my voice, unsheathing my sword. The sphere of the ring on my finger glows. I would die before I let her harm Gemini and the kids."No, Callista, you can't go out!" Gemini snatches my wrist with her free hand, her grip strong. Her panicked eyes lock with mine, and I can see the vu
TheonThe light snow transforms into a blizzard as we continue running toward the forest, hiding the sun altogether.It's as dark as the twilight, and tall, leafless trees that make up the forest loom gloomily. We travel through the south of the forest to the west where the rogues are supposed to be.Much to my astonishment, the rogues don't even pay any attention to us. In fact, they downright ignore us unlike they were doing in the town. After the howl came, it seemed like their only goal was to get back to their portion of the forest. Who howled for them? That's the question. Rogue wolves were capable of calling others, but not like this. Rogues were much similar to normal non-shifter wolves, but without the calmness they had. They were totally animals but constantly suffering from bloodlust.Sometimes I wonder why the Goddess created the wolves to be like this. We're creatures were not perfect but sometimes it felt like going rogue is the punishment for loving too hard and failin
CallistaOur swords clash in a hair-raising clank, with no mercy in our strikes. For this isn't sparring where you're only meant to win over the other.This is a battle until the first kill.I feel like a puppet yet again, the enchantment on my amulet ring maneuvering my body to strike away Valencia's deadly blows. Valencia comes at me with a ferocity that is almost tinged with desperation, yelling as our swords contact. She aims for my heart, my abdomen, my legs...anywhere on my body that she could harm, and my sword finds hers every time. The panic I feel is shunned by the magic of the ring. One particular strike shoves Valencia against the wall, and she hits the stones with a thud."Give it up, Valencia!" I yell, trying to catch my breath.My blood races through my veins, and every warning bell in my head keeps ringing. My instincts alternate between fight and flight. You never know how to feel in a situation where your life is on the line, except to feel anything and everything a
CallistaAs soon as I exit the room, I stumble upon a girl who screams upon seeing me.I arm myself with my chain, not caring about her age. She looks old enough to have found her bear. The chain is bundled up with the piece of the bed post and the padlock, giving it a good heft, and I for a fact know that it would knock her out with one strike. “No, please don't hit me, I'm innocent!” She raises her hands in her defense as she stumbles back against the wall.“Who are you?” I snarl, not believing her entirely.“I just work in the pack house, please, I got nothing to do with what's going on!” The girl pleads, her expression filled with panic and fear. “I'm the one who brought you the food so Master Xaveraq could take them to you!”A quick thought passes through my mind.“You know Xaveraq?” I demand and she nods. “I was the one tending to all his needs. My Alpha assigned me to him,” she answers, and I hold the chain and point to it.“In that case, you got any idea where the key to thi
CallistaI can't believe it, Theon is here!Theon is finally here!The sheer relief I feel as soon as I see him nearly brings me to my knees, and I can't help but cry out his name. He's battling two bears at once, expertly dodging their lumbering attacks and hitting them with some of his own.He's fast and he's precise, and in a few minutes, he manages to draw out blood. Next to him, Haden fights, targeting the bears who come toward Theon. They act as a team to take the bears down. Haden has a scratch on his back already, but it doesn't seem to bother him.I find myself screaming at them whenever a bear turns towards them, and every time Theon glances at me, I feel better than I did in the last few days.It's kind of pathetic in hindsight, I guess, but I don't care.This is the first time I'm seeing my mate after four days, and dammit, I'm going to be as sappy as I want. I have so many questions. How is the Rexellen pack? What happened to Farris and Elias? Is Elias really dead? How
TheonAs soon as the Headmistress gives us the signal, Ophelia lifts herself off the ground using her vines and shoots out of the trees.We follow her out, Haden and I shifted to our wolf forms, Master Tsertinand wielding his magical disc, Kiran holding two daggers that look lethal along with a multitude of amulets, and Leita with her vast knowledge of spells and ability to call any animal within the range. As soon as we burst through the tree line, I notice the house and the army of werebears. There might be three or four dozen of them surrounding the hunting lodge-style house that stands in the middle of a grassy field. Some of them are turned while many of them are still in their human forms.I noticed the Gamma who I fought against, Edwin Teller, in the front, standing with his claws out, ready to attack in any given movement. The Headmistress is standing facing a man who is not visible through the trees. The bears get ready to face the witches, and as soon as we appear, they st
CallistaI rush to the window of my room, thankful that the chain is long enough to allow me the movement, and throw open the windows. There is an army of werebears, both turned and in human form, surrounding the house, facing the forest from the east.Near the tree line stands a woman dressed in the white garb of the witches, flowing pants tucked into her boots, a white tunic over a long-sleeved bodice with a sash tied around her waist, and a scarf wound around her neck. Her snow-white hair is tied back from her face, and her pale eyes glisten with an ethereal light.She stands in a posture that radiates power, her head held high, her spine straight, standing tall against an army of bears.I can't help my astonishment. The Headmistress is here!Her eyes flick upwards to the window and focus on my face. They widen slightly, and I can't help but wave like a lunatic and scream, “I'm here! I'm here!”The Headmistress gives me the smallest nod, visible relief in her eyes.“You are the He
CallistaI can't sleep. I anticipated this before. Although the unrest outside had dwindled, I was still alert and wide awake, listening to every little sound. I'm pretty sure it's past midnight at the moment.I'm not a stranger to insomnia, but after having some good nights of sleeping blissfully before this whole fiasco started with Farris taking over the Rexellen pack, my old sleeping habits were making an appearance. The information the devil revealed today doesn't help me either. I still can't wrap my head around all of it.Of all the things to happen to me, I never expected that I'd end up a prisoner to an ancient being who killed thousands just because he wanted to ‘unify all races to save the world’. I mean, come on, that sounds like the plot of an action-packed Hollywood movie. And certainly not one with the supernatural in it. But that is the reality I'm living in. Both the earthquake and the Geraldine pack were his doing. How could he be so callous? So emotionless abou
Theon“Now, the deviless, who'd been raised apart from her parents because she was blessed as a deity, didn't know what love even was,” the Headmistress continues. “It was a different time than ours, and back then, even language was at its infancy. Books were not invented yet. When she asked her servants about the strange emotion she felt whenever she saw the devil they wouldn't give her a straight answer. The servants were certain that the deviless couldn't feel love the way the normal folk did. The poor deviless was confused about herself and decided to ask the young devil warrior for answers herself.”The Headmistress pauses to glance at the barrier, and then turns back to us. It's nearly midnight now, and fortunately, we haven't had any animals wander into the campsite so far. We heard some chirping and rustling here and there, but it was nothing big.My bet was that they were rabbits or squirrels, or some other critters that size. Haden and I were alert, nevertheless, just in cas
Theon“Where's Aldar?” Master Tsertinand asks, making way for the Headmistress to approach the camp.She's dressed unlike I've ever seen her before. The Headmistress usually opts for long dresses and cloaks that look gothic and ancient.But now she's dressed in a costume similar to what the protectors like Kiran wore while they were in the Guild, although it is pure white in color. The protector outfit suits her significantly, making it easier for her to blend with the surroundings and accentuate her strong frame.Her hair is tied back from her face in a severe style, highlighting her angular features. She wears rings studded with stones on all of her fingers, and a stone pendant around her neck. “She had to stay behind to take care of the Guild in my absence,” the Headmistress replies, smiling at all of us in greeting. “The Academy is very busy at this time of the year with the first years getting ready for the Annual festival. Matron Aldar and I can't afford to leave together at su
Theon“We saw a dirt path,” I reply as soon as I transform back to the human form from behind a boulder, using it to hide my nudity. “It's just a moment away from here. There are rocks all around so we can have a cover.”“A dirt path?” Master Tsertinand questions and send the ring a dirty look. “Couldn't have shown me that, could you, you little shit? We're trying to save your damned owner!”The ring, of course, does not answer. “We nearly ran into the barrier when we saw it,” Haden chimes in next to me, having transformed back himself. “Your bird was a great help.”As we say that, the bird itself arrives, chirping. It spirals around us, nearly touching us, and then flies straight towards Master Tsertinand. As soon as it collides with the weapon smith's body, it vanishes. “Did you call the Headmistress?” I question, pulling on my clothes.They're at the same spot I left them. Master Tsertinand was right when he said that the perimeter was smaller than that of the Rexellen pack. It o
Callista“Holy shit, you're the one behind the earthquake too?!” I yell out, unable to believe what I'm hearing.I expected him to reveal a lot of things, but this was not one of them.“I did not mean to. I was never a fan of causing an unnecessary ruckus, and the earthquake did exactly that. It even sapped up some of my own powers in doing so, that I had to absorb more souls to compensate,” Xaveraq says. “Anyway, after that-”“Woah, Woah, Woah,” I stand up from my bed, my heart beating fast in my chest.I'm trying to piece together this puzzle in my head with all the information I'm being given. That part of absorbing souls, whatever that may be, rings a bell in my mind.A very disturbing bell.“So, where did you get your souls?” I demand.“Is that really important at the moment, Callista?” Xaveraq questions in a bored tone. “I thought you wanted to know how I found you.”“Tell me where you got the souls from,” I insist, feeling dread mount within me.I desperately hope he would not