“What?” came Dolly’s voice, broken and crestfallen. Everyone looked at her surprised at the sudden change of mood. She stood on her feet with teary eyes.
“You are from The Vrek Cult?” she asked and Olive blinked.
“Was from The Vrek Cult,” Wayne corrected with a firm tone, showing her she didn’t have the right to judge his mate because of her past. Dolly’s eyes turned to Wayne and they glared angrily at him. Her eyes were moist and red by now.
“Wayne, you know what they did. You know what her people did,” she pointed at Olive who sat down looking so confused. What did The Vrek Cult do this time? Because they did a lot of things.
“Dolly, calm down,” Jake said calmly but she glared dangerously at him and he sat still.
“Olive, were you among them?” she asked.
“Among whom?”
“Were you part of the people who murdered him in cold blood?!”
Wayne stood up and faced his sister, his eyes having a ring of gold in them.
“Dolly, enough!” he thundered and Dolly shuddered. She hugged her arms and began to cry. Then she looked at Olive with pleading eyes at the same time merciless eyes. It was like she was telling Olive not to please have anything to do with the murder she was talking about. And also telling her that she wouldn’t spare her if she had anything to do with the murder.
Dolly glanced at everyone in the room, burst into sobs then walked out.
“Dolly!” Wayne yelled after her but Olive held his arm.
“Let her be, Wayne,” she muttered and pulled him down gently. He exhaled and sat beside her, then placed his fingers atop of his forehead with his eyes closed. He needed to calm down. But his wolf still felt someone was threatening his mate. Despite that someone being his blood sister.
“I’ll go after her, Wayne,” Crusoe stated and got on his feet.
“No, you stay. Terry, go after her. Make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid,” Wayne ordered strictly.
Crusoe sat down gently and Terry nodded and walked away. Olive watched Terry’s receding back and she felt scared. She could tell that whoever it was that was murdered, was someone dear to Dolly. And she was scared that she would truly have something to do with it. Olive really put down a lot of bodies.
She felt Wayne’s warm hand squeezing hers slowly.
“It’s okay, baby. Don’t get worried. She’s just… it’s just an old wound,” he stated. Olive gulped as she looked at him.
“She’ll be fine,” he reassured her. Olive wanted to ask who it was that was killed and everything she needed to know concerning him. But she shoved off the question until another time. She knew that was totally a diversion from what they were dealing with at the moment.
“So…” Mufasa cleared his throat before continuing, “Our conclusion concerning the vision is…?”
“The men would be accompanying Wayne and I to Seattle. But, can the journey wait until after our Mating Ritual?” Olive asked Wayne. The way she had jumped to the question gave Wayne no chance to dispute that she would be accompanying them. And the way she said it, it somehow showed she was his equal and the men should be accompanying them as their subjects. Wayne could not dispute on that. She was his Luna.
“I agree with olive eyes. Until now, she remains unmarked by you. Or are you waiting for us to shove your teeth in her before you realize you have to mark your mate?” Mufasa stated and Wayne shot him a calm but ‘shut up’ stare. Olive on the other hand turned scarlet. She didn’t like the fact that he hadn’t marked her yet. But they hadn’t even… done it yet. Marking one’s mate was mostly done while in a passionate session, right?
“You haven’t even done-”
“Shut up!” Wayne finally spoke up. Mufasa chuckled softly and moved his eyes to Olive. Wayne made a mental note to tell her not to be so emotionally vulnerable outwardly. Especially in front of a man like Mufasa who could read anyone like an open book. Heck, he could even read Wayne more than anyone could.
“Ehem,” Jake cleared his throat.
“About the attack four days ago. Shouldn’t we deal on that before the Mating Ritual? At least, get clues about the culprit first. Also, these strange things happening to… both of you,” Jake looked at both Wayne and Olive.
“Ah! Yes. The powers!” Mufasa exclaimed and got on his feet with a smile on his face.
“What… what powers?” Olive asked as she glanced from Jake to Mufasa.
“The strange healing,” Wayne simply replied.
“I know. But he said ‘powers’. Which means they are more, right?”
Wayne didn’t answer. But Olive felt his hand around hers tense up a little. She looked at his face and saw it in a frown.
“Knight, try taking this from me,” Mufasa said and lifted a small vase up. Wayne looked away and swallowed a lump. Obviously, he didn’t want to take it away.
“Come on, Wayne. Go there and take it from him,” Olive nudged at him.
“That’s not what he means, babe,” he replied calmly.
“I’m waiting, Knight. Don’t keep me waiting here,” Mufasa stated impatiently. Wayne ruffled his hair and lifted up his hand. Immediately, the vase came flying from Mufasa’s hand and into his. He caught it majestically even without looking at it. Olive’s mouth fell open and even the other men were awed. Jake sat still because he knew about this new found power of his Alpha, yet it was shocking to him. A werewolf was exhibiting telekinesis, all of a sudden and yet effortlessly.
“What did I… what did I just see?” Olive stuttered as her eyes widened even more.
“Awesome,” Jericho and Shem cooed at the very same time.
“Since when? This is a new power?”
“Since the day of the accident, Olive. Remember that electric shock I told you about? I began to levitate immediately after I ran out of the room,” Wayne answered honestly. Olive recalled that day after she woke up. She had heard things breaking and Wayne said he accidentally broke a vase.
“You didn’t break any vase?”
“I did. By uncontrollably moving them into the air and letting them fall. Ever since then, I have been moving things like that. While you were asleep of course.”
“I believe you also got a shock that same day, right Olive?” Mufasa questioned. Olive nodded.
“And that was right before my major healing,” she answered.
“And what triggered the electric shock?” Mufasa asked another question and stood by the table, his hands behind him and his eyes peering into theirs.
“Well, Wayne had touched my chest before…” she trailed off.
“Mine was after her body got in contact with my hand…” Wayne trailed off too as he stared at Olive.
“You two just unlocked two new powers,” Mufasa revealed proudly. He walked to one of his smaller tables and picked a small knife from there. He walked back to them and right in front of their eyes, he struck his palm and gave himself a deep cut. Blood flowed out immediately. Olive looked at him with widened eyes.
“What are you-”
“This cut would take me at least, ten minutes to heal completely. Because I struck a lot of important nerves that would need a good amount of time to heal,” he cut her short.
“So why’d you open your palm then?” Shem asked with amusement. This old man.
“So Olive could heal it.”
“What?” Olive protested.
“Heal it quickly or I’ll heal and then I’ll have to cut myself open again.”
“But, how? I can’t… I can’t heal.”
“Hold me and desire to heal me.”
“I… Wayne,” she looked to him for help.
“Do it,” he simply said and gave her encouraging eyes. She gulped and exhaled nervously. Then she held his wrist and closed her eyes. She was breathing too fast but she calmed down and desired in her heart that Mufasa be healed instantly. The next thing she heard were gasps around her. She opened her eyes and yelped. Mufasa’s hand was as good as new.
“See! I was right! It’s coming to pass!” he exclaimed joyously and sauntered away to one of his shelves. He grabbed a large, brown book and opened it. He began to write inside it, scribbling as fast as lightning.
Olive just watched him, totally dazed. Wayne chuckled deeply and placed his hand around her shoulders.
“Wayne,” she called.
“Shush, don’t say anything,” he mumbled sweetly. She blew out breath and tried to relax, holding unto his hand which was on her shoulder.
Mufasa returned the book and walked back to them while beaming joyously.
“I have a feeling this is just the beginning. Tell me everything else that you notice, okay?”
The two mates nodded.
“Also, Wayne you have to talk with Olive. You know what I mean.”
Wayne cleared his throat and nodded.
“We have a lot of things to do. But first, work on the case of that deliberate attack. Just bring me anything you figure out at all. After your Mating Ritual, you’ll go for Walter Lance and Lois, okay?”
They nodded again.
Mufasa turned around to walk away but stopped and glanced at Wayne over his shoulder.
“You better get your mate laid and unlock the full powers before it’s too late. I personally do not understand why she’s still untouched. Get your mate laid, Knight,” he ordered strictly and walked away. The men burst into laughter but Olive turned pink.
“Do us a favour and let us know when though, Alpha Knight. I’ll make sure to flee,” Jericho said with a laugh.
“Yeah, in case those powers burst out and blow the castle off. Let me save my arse. I’m too handsome to die now,” Shem stated and Jericho ruffled his hair. Both of them staggered away, laughing and making jokes about not wanting to die because some mates were unlocking powers in bed.