I continued with my shower after Adrien left. I took advantage of my privacy to finish healing everything that hurt with magic, although magic had a limit to what it could do.
I wasn't immune from getting hurt just from being a hybrid.
I couldn't get the image of Heath Dominique or Allen Samuel or whatever his name was out of my head. Every time I closed his eyes, I saw the fire consuming him and his screams that's filled with wailing. I had been brave and firm, but inside I was still shaking.
I took a deep breath feeling the water run through me.
Ainsley was related to that witcher. If he died, then she…
I shook my head, trying not to follow that course of my thoughts. I was delusional to think that I was done with him, but that was before I realised that not only the future of the pack could be at stake, but also the life of my best friend.
I w
I flushed with embarrassment. Yes, I might have asked something stupid, but I was really curious. "Sorry." He wiped away a tiny tear that was escaping his eye. "It's just that I imagined my son being a moon and I couldn't stop laughing. That's what wedding rings are for, dear Estelle. You will be the moon of your pack and originally its Alpha. However, Adrien will also be the Alpha. Do you get it? Let's say you will have the same position. A complement." "Is the reason why my pack failed to advance because I was here?" I asked, feeling that I had let them down. "Yes," he agreed with pity in his eyes. "They were doomed for a while, but they'll be fine. They will arrive in a couple of days. They have been delayed by some internal fights, from what I heard, but everything is resolved." "And what am I supposed to do?" "To be the best moon ever." He put his hand on my
Adrien. Watching Estelle writhe in pain and being unable to do anything was exasperating. I could feel my hands shaking and my wolf fighting for control, trying on his own to heal her. I knew it wasn't possible, that there was nothing I could do. And that only made it worse. Helplessness was eating at me, threatening to break me down. But I couldn't allow it. Someone had to take care of Estelle and that someone would be me, even though seeing her face flushed with pain, her clenched hands and the tears she shed was something that burned me inside. I stayed next to her, snuggling her against my chest. Seeing the person you love suffer and not being able to remedy it could be considered one of the most serious tortures. What was happening to her? I didn't know how to feel when she closed her eyes, falling into unconsciousness. I was between relieved
Adrien. I had to distract him. If there was one thing I knew about magic, it was that it couldn't be used continuously. If we managed to keep him distracted, then he wouldn't have time to attack anyone. And maybe Estelle would find a way to defend herself, to fight to regain control of her body. "It's Estrella." He cocked his head, confused. "Estelle is dead, so she must be Estrella." "Estelle survived," Gabriel exclaimed. "And you are attacking her!" "It's not true, I killed her." He smiled wickedly. "She was so little when I got her. She wasn't as far from the pack as you thought, Gabriel. She was just unlucky enough to run into me." "What did you do to him?" I played along. "I erased all the memories of her!" He laughed as if she had told the best joke in the world. "She was crying
Gabriel left. I knew it from the first moment I was myself again. I knew it with the same certainty that I knew we were in big trouble. We didn't even have time to process everything that had happened. As soon as I regained mobility in my body, Adrien started barking orders left and right. The problem when facing witches is that magic could defend them and they can attack us without even flinching. For that reason, we had to be much more vigilant. The werewolves were strong and fast, but we were no match for the warlocks. I thought I could create a barrier, but without my brother, it was impossible. I did not have enough knowledge of magic. I could believe I could put up a barrier, but a simple snap from Gabriel could make it disappear completely. No, without my brother I could never do it. Everything was chaos from then on. People were running desperately, trying to buy a litt
The woman at the entrance, identified as Clover, hesitated for a moment before showing me the way. Blue fire ignited in several torches that had remained hidden from view. It was a long, long way up a dark mountain. It would take me hours to get up there, but I couldn't back down at this point. Apparently, it was not the most usual thing in the world to demand a meeting, but Clover said that just because I was Eleanor's daughter, Ihad that privilege. She also warned me that some witches may not be happy with my entry into the community. She was kind, if a little cautious when speaking to me. She was in charge of lighting the way throughout the night, walking beside me in silence. After a short flight from reaching the top, she said goodbye with a small bow. "I wish you the best of luck, daughter of Eleonor." "Thanks, Clover." Climbing was easier than I ex
However, he did not accept my hand. Suddenly I was wrapped in a tight hug. He was so tall that his whole body wrapped around me protectively. The warmth of him enveloped me, the magic around him are warm and gentle. I felt like the little girl who got lost in the woods so long ago. "I'm home, Grandpa." I felt tears burn in my eyes. "Estelle," he murmured painfully, crying bitterly. "I'm here…" "My little girl. Where have you been all this time?" "There's no time for this." I pulled away a bit, feeling uncomfortable at everyone's gaze. "I need you to call an urgent meeting."
At first my grandfather looked at me like I had lost my mind. He was shocked and surprised at my words. Then he got up and gave me a warm hug. He seemed a tougher man than he really was. And I was going to tell him that his son was a crazy psycho from hell. It was not a good impression. I vaguely remembered some moments with my grandfather. He could never leave the position in the community, but sometimes Mom would make him come visit us. He was a loving and warm grandfather who always took care of both Gabriel and me. In fact, he was the victim of our jokes more than once. I smiled at the slight memory. It was a hot day in my old pack, so Gabriel and I decided it was a good idea to cool Grandpa while he slept. He tortured us with his magic for a long time as punishment, making us wet every two minutes. In our defence, he seemed hot
I was overwhelmed. I wanted to cover my ears and roll into a corner. I wanted to disappear and return to the safety of Adrien's arms. I wanted to take refuge and disappear from the peace of the earth. But here I was, in the middle of all the chaos. "Be quiet!" Ordered my grandfather, who was silent the entire time. "Estelle, you better explain yourself right now." I nodded, acknowledging that he was right. Talking half was not the solution. "Allen Samuel spent years wandering the earth, reincarnating in all kinds of species," I began with the information Donovan had given me. "The mother moon did not want to give him power, so for many years he was human, along with the reincarnation of Samantha Eleanor. Their souls are united and will always be reborn as brothers. The mother moon wanted to give Samantha Eleanor what she had tak
ADRIEN. "There has not been any changes in the last three months," I answered. "As the community ordered, She has not used her powers more. For the wolf, there are still no signs of life, but she says she is fine. She clings to the idea that she is hidden inside her." "You said this had already happened before." "Yes, when Estelle arrived in the pack, there was no trace of her wolf." I cling to that possibility, although my hopes begin to be exhausted. "What about Gabriel?" Estelle's grandfather asked. "There are no signs that dark magic is present in his body. It seems that he was not affected." "His mate must also have helped him." "Yes, she's a very powerful
I was sleeping. Yes, I was sleeping peacefully. I did not want to wake up. I felt comfortable, as if I was on a pile of fluffy clouds. I wanted to keep in this state for a while longer. Here there were no fights. Here there were no deaths. Here there was no magic, neither good nor bad. Here, I could be at peace. I dreamed of Mother Luna, caressing my hair gently. She pampered me as if I was her own, rocking me in my dreams, watching for my safety. I remembered having talked with her, although I just could remember her words. I only know that she had murmured that she was going to protect me, even when it seemed that she had left me. She was always by my side. I also dreamed of my mother, who cried bitterly between my arms. As much as I wanted to ask her what happened, I could not understand it. It was as if she was far
Both nodded, waiting for me to explain what they should do. Taking a deep breath, I started crossing the battlefield, ignoring everything around me. Lily blocked the attacks that could hurt us, while Liam healed all the ones he saw pass near us. Allen Samuel was lying on his back, agonising. He was unconscious, his body full of injuries that I had caused him when he was trying to kill me. He was much stronger than Ainsley, so he would endure much longer than her. "Estelle?" Liam asked, not knowing what to do. "They must be sent to the past, that place where Samantha Eleanor lost her life," I explained. I would not have time to talk to Adrien, but I took care that he knew that I left the battle in his hands through our connection. I did not allow him to talk, I did not want to let him know how much I needed it at this moment. And I could not let him know t
"Ainsley!" I shouted, tearing my throat in the process. I saw the movement in slow motion. First the dagger fell from her hand, the sound was recorded forever in my head. Her eyes that's full of panic were fixed in Allen Samuel, as if she could only see him. She seemed to be apologising silently just before her body collapsed. I tried to get up and run towards her, no matter how I was in the middle of the battle. I'm not interested in what happened with Allen Samuel. My body did not react, I was struggling to not fall into unconsciousness. Standing up had cost me, but I was so concentrated in it, I was not interested in my body's current state. I had to get to her, I had to save her. Each step cost me. Each step was eternal. I knew, without a doubt, that I would come too late. I screamed from the frustration, since my legs were increasingly trembling, my vision began to darken and I was not able to take the steps t
I was already warned that there was a sorcerer capable of inhibiting our powers. It was one of the first things that Roscoe informed me since it was dangerous for us. For that reason, the best thing I could do was keep Allen Samuel away from the battle from his companions, but nothing had served. I could only fight against him for a few minutes before we wrapped up the general battle. I was even able to see Cody from where I was transformed, fighting against another wolf, only that he stayed in human form. Lily was healing one of the vampires, which had a rather chilling wound on his arm. Liam was close to them, making sure that no one approached Lily as he protected them. I could not see Ainsley, but that was better. It meant that she was hidden and safe. Soon I managed to notice Donovan fighting melee with several vampires. And Kaos was in the centre, taking care of protecting all of the magical attacks.
Adrien. When the enemies arrived, my first thought was that I had to protect Estelle. I did not know what to do, but I did not want to stay away from her for a second. However, I knew I would have to wean. Allen Samuel is Estelle's responsibility. One that I did not like at all, but it was her. I was watching the twins, who seemed to have fun being on a battlefield. And the only human in the whole place, Ainsley, was hiding among the witches. I saw Estelle fighting with Allen Samuel. My heart almost fell out of my chest when he lunged at her, taking her with him beyond as I could see. I wanted to follow, make sure she was all right and help her in her battle. I wanted to protect her ... I shook my head, concentrating on the battle in front of me. The first thing I saw was those masked men running toward us. They did not hesitate to try to approach us once Allen Sa
Gabriel did not hesitate to get in front of me and protect me from Allen Samuel. He came at the right time, when I thought everything was lost. The dark layer of the ice rippled in the wind. His body looked much more muscular, insurance for the training which he had submitted because of Allen Samuel. He looked at me from the corner of his eye, as he threw a ball of ice at the foot of our enemy. I stared at him for a second, spellbound with vision. He looked much stronger, even frightening. I hesitated for a moment to see him, I was not prepared to find all the changes that it made months apart. He did not look like the guy that I ran after school days, who came into my life and treated me with the utmost sweetness. One who saw me as if he was worshipping me. No. This witch had something that inspired great respect. The magic around him seemed to have life of its own, like a barely contained hurricane.
Three days later, in the middle of the night while I'm preparing myself to sleep, I received the first notice that Allen Samuel approached. Roscoe complied with his words. He warned me that they would arrive at midnight. So I'm in charge of notifying everyone. Thanks to Roscoe and the great work of Gabriel, we were already prepared for the attack so it was quite quick to mobilise everyone. We leave pregnant women, children and elderly in a shelter protected with magic. Kaos was the one who helped me do it, teaching me all kinds of tricks. I gave Miguel the order to stay in the shelter along with Ainsley. He complained, saying that he could fight by our side. I had to convince him. Even if the shelter was protected with magic, it was impossible to leave the other pack members alone. Someone strong enough had to stay, in case something went wrong. In addition to Miguel, we leave a couple of wolves near the shelter wh
Saying goodbye to Margaret was difficult. Most of the pack members were there next to her until her last breath. They all cried and lamented. Maggie was probably the most beloved person in her pack, leaving aside the former Alpha and her son. They all had appreciation for that adorable woman who gave her life to serve her pack. Of course we were hurt more than others. Humans said goodbye to their way of their own, we also had our own customs. Somewhere in the forest, we had mobilised up there despite the dangers. We rested Margaret's body surrounded by daisies, her favourite flower. When the moon shone on it, it was a sign that she was ready to start again, so some of the members began to light the flowers. Her ashes had to reach the moon so that our Goddess could welcome her home. It was a sad and painful ritual, but it had its ess