Rachelle’s POV
Where is this place?
Suddenly I appeared in a valley of flowers. It didn’t take me long to see the first signs-seven white stones. And after what seemed like forever in my trance, I saw the last part of my sign – the seven golden petals with seven golden crowns. It felt like days since I went to the priest, but somewhere in my sub consciousness, I knew it was that same day, and as I walked further, I noticed the differences in the atmosphere. I needed no soothsayer to tell me where I was.
I felt it.
The power. The myth…. it was tremendous!
… the abyss that holds the boundary between the natural and the supernatural.
But then there was nobody here. Who was Priest Edward referring to when he said; that which would teach me all I need to know.
I just stood and stared. Thinking of what I was going to do next when a white bird, with a golden strap, flew past me and disappeared into space.
I automatically became petrified.
I was about to turn back around when a thought cut through my mind. And finally, things started to make sense -the white with gold indication finally made sense. I was where I needed to be.
Okay, let’s do this. I encouraged my mind before sticking my hand out, and immediately I felt a tear in space. I moved my whole body forward, and I was greeted into another world.
“And the prophecy foretold of a young lad who would rise to conquer the prevailing kingdom and situate hers on their head. Ruling and tormenting all other kingdoms. For posterity has been set as the reward of she that will break the yoke of slavery and misconduct.”
I turned toward the direction the voice had come from, which made me cringe… the sight was a shade of mystic.
I turned until I made a complete 360° in search of the owners or the voice that echoed through my head but I found nobody.
Was it another mind linking from the priest? I thought in my mind and immediately light shone around me and illuminated everything around me. I took in my surroundings and I couldn’t fight the cold shiver that ran down my spine.
Everything looked so surreal!
If everything shown in horror movies was true, then the materials and objects used to shoot them must have been getting from this place. I looked around and noticed more of the objects. Seven candles were burning around seven chairs…. Each in its group.
A group consisted of five burning candles in circles and an ancient chair in their midst.
Black. Green. Blue. Brown. And white… In that order. But for all the candles that were burning, the white had the dimmest light. And five different Wolfs stood at the side of every chair, each in the same shade of the burning candle and chair. A pot of incense was burning in the center of the cave. The skulls of different animals hung on every side of the walls. And Fresh blood seemed to be coming out of their mouths.
I turned around frantically again and I saw letters, drawings, and carvings on every side of the wall.
The drawing was of wolves, men, and a queen while the carving was of objects moon, stars, fangs, birds, triangles, and stars.
The letters on the walls were from ancient Greek. It reads…
“To those who see the before and after. She bleeds her peace on her offspring. To the one that suffers the pain from their cut. The one that made the moon and the star and the light thereof…. she rules with a golden wand and stake! Let eternity reign to call her goddess.”
“What is this place?” I asked myself as I take more view of it. “Where is this place?” I questioned myself again.
“It is the place that holds the boundary between the natural and the supernatural” a voice spoke from behind me and I turned to look for the owner of the voice, yet again.
On the first seat, circled with black candles sat a woman covered in dirty and old sackcloth. Her hair was tangled in locks covering most of her face. Her teeth were in the same color as her candles and almost none were present as just two teeth were on display…. On the feet of her seat, was the inscription. “The ripper”
“It is the shadows in the dark and the voice of the dead” the second woman on the next seat spoke. She had similar features to the first woman, only her teeth were in the color of her handle. Green! And on the feet of her chair was the inscription. “Mediator”
“It is the connection between the Underworld and the above. The advocate to the blood that cries for vengeance” the third woman spoke. Around her were candles of the color blue. And on her seat was the inscription “The intercessor for Justice”
“The seat of the seer!” The fourth woman spoke and around her, we’re candles of the color brown. And on her seat was the inscription “fighter for the weak”
I turned to the woman clothed in white. She held what seemed to be a little child in her arms. I waited for her to say something but instead, she looked up at me, tears in the form of blood were flowing out of her eyes but the most shocking thing was that I felt drawn to the blood, the tears and the emptiness in her eyes.
“What is wrong with her?” I asked, pointing at the woman in white. But none of them said a word. Who are you? And who is this prophecy talking about?”
“We are the voice of the night. And the waker of the dead” they all sang out. Again, together. Except for the woman in white “The prophecy is about a young lad who suffered hell in the hands of her people. The prophecy speaks of a young girl who is despised by those she shared lineage with, but eventually finds love and solace in a strange land.”
“The prophecy… Wait! That is me” I said as the realization hit me like a brick on my head.
“Yes!” They chuckled out. “And we are the voice from your head!”
A moment passed before the weight of their words dawned on me.
“Come…. Here’s the one you seek” one of the women dangled her burning incense plate and with loud laughter, I was sent into another world but this one is a bit more familiar. After taking in my surroundings, I noticed it was the paz pack.
I opened my eyes and I was at the paz pack, of all places I didn’t expect to be here and I wondered why I was brought here. “Just focus Rachelle” a voice whispered in the air and I knew it was Edward guiding me. I gulped and began to walk… then Violet appeared out of nowhere and was coming towards me with a huge smile that kind of looked creepy that made me realize she wasn’t the one, my mind was probably playing games with me. I closed my eyes to concentrate and when I opened them I was in the alpha’s meeting chamber. I felt fear creep up my skin and I tried to leave but all the doors were gone, it was a walled room.
I turned back to the table in the meeting chamber and saw alpha Edward sitting there with hatred in his eyes then he morphed into alpha Graham and that was the last straw for the creepy things I’d been seeing. I began to hyperventilate and I thought I was losing it. I couldn’t breathe and my heart was heavy. Alpha Graham was dead! I wasn’t expecting to see a dead man no matter how nice he was to me while alive. “Breathe Rachelle” Alpha Graham said and came to me. He had a strange look in his eyes; his eyes were filled with love as he gave a watery smile and stroked my hair gently “how I’ve missed you Rachelle” he said
“You’re meant to be dead!” I exclaimed and he nodded in agreement
“I have the answers you seek for” he replied and I began to get myself back, Alpha Graham was the bearer of the answers I sought.
My body began to shake by itself but Alpha Graham noticed and calmed me down.
“Breathe my child. It’s just the effect of magic. It will wear out in due time. ”
The words again resounded in my head. In due time.
“Sit Rachelle. I know you have questions. Ask before your time goes up” He looked sideways and I followed the line of his vision to a sand-clock. He looked back at me and I got the message. Thankfully, the sand was only 1/36 gone.
“So, tell me, child, what do you want to know?”
There were a lot of things I wanted to ask but I knew I didn’t have all day so I decided to start with the most important.
“I want to know why my fur changed color the day I shifted in front of people of the crescent moon pack. You are aware of that, aren’t you?
And he smiled-his signature young-lad-and-their-inquisitiveness smile.
“It’s your destiny,” he said and I looked at him weirdly. It’s my destiny to change fur?
“You were born of a white wolf father and your mother was an omega so your blood is a mixture of both species.”
“So I’m a white wolf?” I asked cautiously, the fear of being pursued and haunted strong in my bones.
“Hmmm” he nodded then continued. “Not just a white wolf, but the last of your kind. Since Edward got his white wolf powers collected from him, it is only natural that you are the only qualified to be addressed as such.”
“I don’t understand…”
“Let me help you. Anthony was the Alpha of the paz pack. And the father to Alpha Edward. Edward committed a sacrilege against the moon goddess and his people. Because of his quest for powers, he asked that his father, Alpha Anthony, step down so he could become Alpha. But Anthony is a man of principles who could not harbor his offense. It was unheard of for a son to ask his father to quit ruling when he wasn’t in fact dead or incapable. The penalty of such sacrilege committed by Edward was death but because he was his son, instead of killing Edward, Alpha Anthony had mercy and banished him from the pack which made Edward furious and he swore to avenge the entire paz pack. Edward during the period he was in diaspora, made friends with different werewolves that were banished from different packs, brainwashed, and fueled their minds with revenge against Anthony. They all planned together and went to destroy the white wolf pack because Edward was a white wolf. He knew the weakness of the white wolf so destroying them wasn’t a difficult thing. This enraged the moon goddess so she cursed alpha Edward and made him an ordinary alpha werewolf, she also cursed him that all his male children would be useless and nothing worthy to be called a wolf or the child of an Alpha. But that didn’t stop him from being evil…even as an ordinary Alpha wolf, he still killed people.
“Yes. He somehow got me to trust him. I even went as far as making him my Beta….”
“So he turned your kindness towards him against you?”
“Yes my child”
I was getting ready to ask my next big question. Alpha Graham turned to look at me and with a sullen expression, he added. “And that was my biggest mistake”
“How do you know all these things?”
“Things naturally come to you once you are dead.”
“You mean you know everything once you die?”
“Yes”
I suddenly remembered the words of the women in the cave.
“Before coming to this part, I met some women and they talked about a prophecy of a young lad…. what does it mean?”