CHAPTER 198 TIME TO LET HIM GOTEDDY'S P.O.V I kept racking my brain, trying to figure out what he must've seen that intrigued him. I pray to the high heavens above that it wasn't my son. But what else would pique an interest in such an old soul who's seen it all? "Did anyone see Josiah give Zola his blood?" I asked as soon as he had left with Sibil once I was finally able to come visit them in the infirmary. "No. It was like one minute she was sick and the next she was awake, alert, and happy." Novalee replied as she cuddled Zola closer to her chest. "So, should we give her his blood to be safe then?" "Let's save it. If she takes a turn for the worse at least we will have this to save her." I shook my head in understanding before handing over the vial of blood to Novalee. "Thank you so much. You have no idea what this means to me." Tears were starting to free fall from her face with gratitude. But I didn't want to be praised. I was just happy that Zola was healthy again and
CHAPTER 199 A YEAR WITHOUT YOUTEDDY'S P.O.V 1 YEAR LATER I sat in my big windowsill as the sun rose in the sky, looking down at my journal. A therapeutic method that was introduced to me by Kennedy, my therapist. I wrote to Fenirs everyday. What he missed. So really I just wrote about anything that happened. In a sense, it made me feel like he wasn't missing out. Dear Fenirs , Can you believe it has already been an entire year since you've been gone? Oh, how the times have changed. I promise that you would be proud of the Queen I have become in your absence. Every decision that I have made this far, was made with the question of 'what would Fenirs do'? Would he agree with my decision? I know I've told you once before but I wanted to do a run down of all that has happened since you've been gone. Uriah stepped down as the Beta, choosing to be the top warrior instead. I insisted that it wasn't necessary, but I suppose that after some time, the guilt was too much for him to handl
CHAPTER 200 THE TIME HAS COMETEDDY'S P.O.V 13 YEARS LATER Tomorrow Elias would officially turn 16. Which meant that he would be getting his wolf. Most Alpha heirs didn't get to take over their position until the age of 25. However, under certain circumstances, such as the current Alpha of said pack passing before the heir turns 25, then they are permitted to take over when they receive their wolves at the age of 16. I know being 16 was considered a child in most religions. But as werewolves, it's believed that if you have your wolf then you can run a pack. I'm sure Elias was absolutely terrified right about now. Tomorrow night, he will be crowned the King. But before that, he had to get through his ceremonial crowning under the Red Moon. Which was why I chose to swoop by and check in to see how he was holding up before calling it a night. I softly tapped on the big oak door of Elias's bedroom. "Come in, Ma!" I casually strolled in. He was seated at the desk reading his book.
CHAPTER 201 I'M HOME UNKNOWN P.O.V 9 YEARS LATER It took me years. But years were more like days when you've been alive as long as I have been. But I succeeded. I found the person I needed most. Or at least I hoped they were the key to what I needed. "Now, do you remember what we have trained for?" "I do. I don't understand it. But I remember." They replied. "It is not something to be understood as long as you know the plan." "I know the plan." "Good. Now go." I said with a smile. "One last question. Are you sure it will work?" They asked. "Trust in the system. Play the cards right and you will not fail." They looked unsure of my words, but I knew that they would do just fine. All they had to do was play their role right. It was simple really. I worked too hard to locate them for them to fail me now. ELIAS'S P.O.V I sat in my window, staring up at the moon. The enticing feeling of the moon daring me to dream bigger. To be better. To do better.
CHAPTER 202: FAMILIAR STRANGERELIAS'S P.O.VAs I stared at the man claiming to be my father, a million thoughts raced through my mind. How was this possible? My father had been presumed dead for over two decades. Yet here he sat, looking at me with those golden eyes that mirrored my own."How did you find us?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "If your memories are gone, how did you know you came here?"Kingston, or rather, my father, hesitated before answering. "I can't explain it. It's like... something deep inside me just knew this was where I belonged. Even without my memories, my heart remembered the way home."His words stirred something in me, a longing I hadn't let myself feel in years. But I couldn't let my guard down yet. "You say you don't remember anything, but you recognized Uriah and me. How?""Fragments. Bits and pieces that don't quite fit together. Your faces are familiar, like echoes from a dream. I was hoping coming here would help me understand why."I exc
TEDDY’S P.O.VI awoke from my sleep. The vibrations of my bedroom door slamming into the wall as it was opened roughly. The moment I opened my eyes, my father was already across the room, yanking my closet door open while tossing all my clothes out and onto the floor. I sat up abruptly, confused at what was going on. Before I knew it, he was grabbing my arm, yanking so hard I could feel a pop in my joint as he dislocated it from its socket once again. Pain coursed through me, yet no words left my mouth. I could feel the tears as they were brimming the edge of my eyes, threatening to fall. I looked up at his face for any sign as to what might be happening. His expression is only blank.“You’re leaving today.” I read from his lips as he tossed my weak body onto the ground.“Gather your shit and come to the dining room.” He said before storming out of my room.Where could I possibly be going? I barely remember ever being allowed out of the pack house to roam the lands, let alone go outsi
TEDDY’S P.O.VI looked between the beautiful woman named Lilyanna and my father before asking thequestion raging in my head."What do you mean? Why?" I singed, knowing my father had the slightest clue what I wassaying. His face contorted to anger."The girl can't speak?" I read off the lips of the previous Queen."She can, she just sounds weird." My father replied to her."What do you mean, sounds weird?" She asked the next question curiously."Well, the document has been signed, so she is your problem now. The girl is as useless as she isdeaf." He said, breaking my heart some more. Lilyanna then turned to me, addressing me for thefirst time since I had arrived."What is your name dear?""Her name is-""I asked her, not you." She said, cutting my father off.As much as I tried to get the words to leave my mouth, they just wouldn't come out. I couldspeak, of course, I just had no clue of my pitch nor what I sounded like. Every time I tried tospeak to anyone before, they would always la
TEDDY'S P.O.VAfter a little while of driving, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. I looked over to see the queen'sshining green eyes staring at me. She truly was a beauty with her raven black hair. Nothing likemy vibrant red hair. I never got to go to the salon, all my haircuts were administered by Helena,and she was no beautician by any means. However, she knew enough to chop the dead ends off. Ihad long flowing curly red hair. Helena would have me sit at my vanity while she would gentlybrushed my long hair. She always loved me having long hair. She said it reminded her of mymother, which didn't bring me much comfort, especially when my family looked at me with suchdisgust. Maybe if I hadn't looked like my mother, then they would have loved me. It was ablessing and a curse, as my mother was gorgeous. But even I knew I couldn't compare myself toher. However, being told I looked like her made my heart swell. It was a compliment whetherthey meant it as one or not.Helena was never blesse