Chapter Eleven
John's POV “Welcome lord Bernard,” I took a slight bow, then shook hands with him. “You're doing a good job John. I can see.” The hall was already filled with the other members of the pack, but Jake was no where to be found. “Have you seen Jake?” I turned to Mark, one of my most trusted Betas. “He's gone hunting,” Mark replied. “Hunting? On such an important occasion?” I bit my lips. Reyna walked in, looking very beautiful. I had specifically chosen the dress for her to wear, and just as I had expected, she didn't disappoint me. “Where are the newbies?” Lord Bernard asked as he took his seat by my side. Newbies! That's how they were called. “We're still waiting for the last one.” I called one of the Sentinels and whispered into his ears. After a couple of minutes, Stephanie and the sentinel walked in, and it was time to commence the ceremony. “Have both of them been confirmed to be werewolves?” Lord Bernard asked. “Yes but…one of them is yet to unlock her werewolf potentials in full,” “Yet to unlock her werewolf potentials in full?” Lord Bernard’s eyes opened wide in disbelief. “What's that supposed to mean?” “She's more of a human than a werewolf. She hasn't transformed once,” “Not even on the night of a full moon?” I could see the surprise on Lord's Bernard s eyes. Reyna's case was actually hard to come in terms with. There's never been a werewolf, no matter how dominant her human side is who doesn't transform on the night of a full moon no matter how dominant his or her human side was. “She has to transform before we initiate her into the pack. You of all people should know that.” “I know lord Bernard, but she's a werewolf, I'm certain.” I tried to defend Reyna. “And how do you know that when you haven't seen her transform once? What if she's lying? What if she's spy?” Lord Bernard's voice was barely above a whisper. “She has the ability of healing.” Everyone in the hall were looking at us, wondering what it was that we were whispering between ourselves. “Did you see her heal?” “No I didn't, but Jake did.” “So where's the Jake now?” I suddenly wished Jake was around. He was the one who had stabbed her and had seen her heal. “Well well,” Lord Bernard stood up and crackled his voice. The murmurs in the hall died down and all eyes were fixed on him. I could sense the nervousness in Stephanie and Reyna. “We are here to welcome two newbies into the Lunar Cresent pack and, according to what we all know, we must be sure they are not humans before we proceed with the initiation. So we'll be giving them room to show to us their werewolf sides before admitting them as full fledged members of the pack.” I swallowed hard, unsure of what the outcome will be. “What's your name?” Lord Bernard asked, pointing at Stephanie. “My name is Stephanie Higgins,” “I was told you were found a loner. What happened?” “My pack was attacked by a Lycan king called Marcus. He and his pack members invaded my pack and killed everyone. I was the only one who managed to escape. “Marcus,” the name sent shivers down the spines of everyone present in the hall. “We're sorry about your loss. But that alone can't convince us that you're indeed one of us. So make us believe that you're indeed a werewolf,” lord Bernard instructed. Stephanie stepped forward and with everyone watching, her nails turned to claws and her eyes became wolf-like. “You're one of us,” Lord Bernard smiled, asking her to step aside so that Reyna can show everyone her own werewolf side. Reyna became more nervous than I had anticipated, and I could tell exactly what was going on in her head. “What's your name?” Lord Bernard asked. “My name is Reyna Richards.” “You're a loner. What happened to your pack?” “Nothing.” “What do you mean by nothing?” Lord Bernard’s brow furrowed. There was another murmur among members of the pack. “Silence!” The room immediately fell silent at my orders. “I was rejected and left at the mercy of the enemies,” Reyna spoke softly, the pain of her being rejected by her own father evident in her voice. “Why did your pack reject you?” Lord Bernard pressed, even if I already hinted him. It was not in my place to speak even if I was the alpha of the pack. “I already passed the age of giving expression to my wolf form, but I've never transformed once. Not even on the night of a full moon.” The room became more silent as everyone kept their gaze fixed on Reyna. “So there's no way you can convince us that you're a werewolf?” “I’ve tried everything but none of them is working. But I'm a werewolf, I know I am.” I just couldn't take my eyes of Reyna. The confidence with which she was speaking, got everyone surprised. “I was told you were stabbed by Jake, and it got healed almost instantly. How true is that?” Lord Bernard pressed even further. “Yes. Here on my shoulder,” Reyna opened up the shoulder which Jake had stabbed. “So, if we should stab you now you're going to heal up immediately?” “I guess so,” Reyna's eyes met mine. “No don't,” I whispered. Even if I wanted her to convince everyone that she was indeed, a werewolf, I wasn't ready to risk having her stabbed to prove it. I wasn't there when Jake stabbed her and I don't know what had really happened between them. “Get me a dagger,” Lord Bernard instructed. “Don't Reyna, please don't,” but she wasn't looking at me anymore. One of the sentinels came forward with a dagger and handed it over to Lord Bernard. I watched as he pulled it out of its sheath, my fear of seeing Reyna hurt getting the better of me. “Wait!” I stood up.Chapter twelve Reyna's POV“Are you okay?” I heard someone ask from behind me. I turned around and it was Stephanie.I wiped the tears in my eyes, but not before she could notice that I had been crying. I felt humiliated that I couldn't heal from a simple cut.“Let me see,” She took my hands which had been wrapped with a plaster.I was lucky John stood up to prevent the lord from stabbing me, else I'd have been dead.“Instead of stabbing her, why not give her a little cut? We just want to be sure she can heal for sure, right?” John had suggested just before Lord Bernard could think of stabbing me for real.Lord Bernard had taken a brief moment to ponder over John's suggestion.“Very well,” he sighed, after which he took my hand and with everyone watching, he placed a cut on my wrist, and I bled.All eyes were on me waiting for me to heal, but that didn't happen as the bleeding continued.“Call for first aid,” John instructed, and in no time, they were there.“She can't be admitted in
Jake's POV“Why weren't you around for the imitation ceremony earlier?” John asked, as he walked into my room.“What has my presence or absence got to do with the ceremony? And besides, I was trying out some of the new skills I had learnt from Seth.” I grimaced.I expected John to know better that I don't fancy such occasions, especially where the lords would be gathering. It kept reminding me of my misfortune, and how I was deprived of my rightful place as Alpha of the pack.“Every other member of the pack was present, but you, my own brother, you weren't there.” He reached out for my dagger sheath which was on top of the drawer and tossed it at me, and I gave it a good catch.“Reyna was cut today but she didn't heal,” his voice became softer.I furrowed a brow, and then pulled the dagger from its sheath.“I thought you said she healed the other day you stabbed her.”“Yes she did,” I ran my fingers on the sharp edge of the dagger, reminding me of how blood thirsty I could be. There
Marcus' POVThe tension in the room was suffocating. Every face around the table reflected the same frustration, fear, and a thirst for vengeance. Three of my most powerful werewolves had been beaten up— not just beaten up, but humiliated. The rogue responsible had made a spectacle of it, and it was a huge sting on my ego.It wasn't the first time we'd dealt with outsiders, but this? This was different. No one messes with me and goes away with it.I sat at the head of the table, my hands clenched tight in front of me as I listened to the others speak. The meeting had dragged on for nearly an hour, and with every word spoken, my blood boiled hotter."Two dead, Marcus," said Ryan, my second-in-command. His voice was steady, but I could see the barely concealed rage in his eyes. "One more wounded, and the rogue didn't even bother hiding his tracks. It's like he's daring us to come after him.""Daring us?" Jaxon scoffed. "He’s mocking us! He’s mocking *you, Marcus. What kind of wolf dare
I trudged along the hills, my every breath getting labored after the next. I pulled out my cell phone and tried powering it on but the screen stayed blank, I sighed. No battery life left, my backpack felt heavy on my back and for a moment I considered dropping it but I breathe in deep and tried gathering strength. ‘Come on Reyna, you can do this ‘ I said to my self and took a step forward and grinned when I saw civilization. I put more spring to my steps and hurried down the hills shouldering my backpack carefully not to let it slip off my tired shoulder. The sky rumbled and lightning flashed in the sky. ‘Please don’t rain’ I begged the universe, but it seemed the universe was in no mood for prayers because as soon as I said that in my head, the rain poured heavily without warning and in seconds I was as drenched as a sewage pipe rat. I managed to reach the restaurant and I rushed in soaking wet, the restaurant was devoid of customers and I thanked the universe agai
“You’re okay?” John asked. I nodded and sipped the hot tea nearly sighing as it warmed my body, John sat at a respectful distance beside me and I noticed him watching me keenly at a far corner. Jake stared at a fire sipping from a glass of liquor looking lost in his own world. “What happened” John asked and I sighed, his dark eyes roamed my face and I noticed how handsome he was. “My father, chased me away” I said and his eye darkened even further, he looked annoyed. “That’s wickedness” he said and I nodded, the tears I have been holding and promising myself not to shed started pooling in the corner of her eyes. “I am so sorry” John said and I nodded. The tears dropped and he tentatively wiped them away and I stared at him in surprise. “Thank you” I said and he smiled. Jake stood and dropped the book he was holding “I am outta here before you two kiss and talk in love” he said and I reddened, John looked embarrassed and he shot his
“Where is Jake?” I asked and John shook his head, “He doesn’t like parties” he said loudly over the loud music, around us werewolves danced to loud hiphop music, John twirled me around and I danced coming close enough to stare into his eyes and kissed him, ever since the day we kissed, we had become more exclusive and I learned werewolves males were very jealous with their woman and John certainly was, his hand held my waist possessively as if afraid I would wander off. “I won’t wander off” I said and John grinned and kissed my check. “Never trust when a lady says that” he said and I gasped playfully. “John! Ouch! So you don’t trust me” I said and he grinned. “One bit” he said and I punched him playfully in the shoulder. “Kidding” he said and we walked to a bar and he poured wine for me. “Cheers” I said and he smiled at me. “To what?” He asked and I shrugged. I flunked my glass with his and we drank
“Come on you dumb ass shit” Jake yelled, “One more” he said and with every once of my strength I pushed myself up and then collapsed onto the grass. Jake made no move to help me up, instead he circled me and scowled. “You are fucking weak” he said and I scowled at him, he grabbed my arms and roughly force me to sit. I smacked away his hand and he growled angrily. “Don’t ever touch me” I snapped and he nodded. “Good, I want you to be angry. Now channel that rage at me, think of everything you hate about me. Our power are mostly at their peak when we are in rage now punch me” he said and I hesitated, even though I probably detested him, for some reason I didn’t want to punch him. “Come on, don’t be such a wimp you idiot” he said and I scowled and charged for him. I punched him right in the face, and he stood there and took it without blinking, bleeding from the mouth. He threw back his head and laughed then he grinned at me. “T
I opened my eyes slowly and sat up, I suddenly remembered yesterday and peeled back my shirt and stared at my shoulder. It was perfectly fine and with no trace that I had been stabbed there. “You are good as new” came Jake’s voice and I turned to see him in the doorway, looking handsome, his long dark hair fell to his forehead enhancing those roguish good looks of his. I scowled at him and he smiled. “You stabbed me” I said and he grinned as if he enjoyed the moment. “You asked dear” he said with mock sweetness and I rolled my eyes. “And you still stabbed me” I said and he grinned and grabbed my hair brush and swung it like a sword. “I couldn’t miss that opportunity” he said and plopped on the bed beside me. “You’re a beast,” I said and he smiled. He extended a claw and grabbed my teddy and stabbed it in the heart. “Hey” I complained and he grinned and tossed me the teddy. I hid the teddy behind the bed and h