Cara’s pov
My heart was shattering, I struggled not to break down. The pain from the mating bond was excruciating. My mate was in pain, caused by his damaged wolf.
I had known that Brian was not a normal werewolf, not after the first time I saw him in the forest. He couldn’t turn into a complete wolf, I had thought it as nothing, but today and what happened confirmed to me that my mate was a brokered wolf. And my heart bled from not doing anything about it.
But I don’t care, so I told him I don’t care. The most important thing is that he is my mate, even though he is a rogue, he is not a feral one. I sighed to myself in disappointment. The fire had been burning inside me for the past three days now. I have been having that feeling of being lit on fire. I thought it would subside after doing it with my mate, but I was not given the chance to find out.
I picked up my clothes and put them on, and now I was sitting on the porch outside the cabin, waiting for my mate. I was humming a song I remember from my childhood when I heard a snap of twigs, making me jerk up in hope immediately.
“Brian is that you?”
But no one responded, the noise continued and shuffling of footsteps followed,
“Who is that?” I shouted now, panic already in my voice. It was not Brian as he wouldn’t have been delayed before showing up. To my surprise pack, soldiers surrounded the cabin in an orderly manner. Followed by their leader who stepped out. I recognized him as the same general I saved his life.
“Cara, Brian’s personal slave!!, you are being summoned by the council of Elders” he announced. Before motioning to his soldiers to hold me.
“Wait wait, there is a mistake. What did I do? Which council are you talking about?.” I asked in panic.
But my pleas and words fell on deaf ears, I was bundled and led inside the mafians wolf pack, heading towards the town hall Debby had told me was used for important meetings.
I was dumbstruck despite my situation. The grandeur of the town hall was something out of this world. It made me wonder who Brian was and how much power he had to be able to build this mighty structure.
Linking the middle of the gigantic room was a platform where unatural and powerful pressure was coming from. It was so powerful that I did a double take. Sitting on high raised chairs where old men and women, at first sight they look like they have one foot to the grave but judging from the powerful aura coming out from each of them, they were far from the grave.
“Are they the rumored Elders?” I muttered to myself.
“My revered Elders, Cara the Alpha’s personal slave is here!!!” The general that was leading me announced again, the words slave urged in my ears, as I glared at him. For a moment, I regretted saving his life.
“Dismissed” one of the obscured figures on their throne spoke, casually, as if he was swatting a fly.
The loud echo of the huge doors reherbrated in my soul, reminding me that I was in the presence of the most powerful rogues I have ever seen. Alpha Black won’t hold a candle with any of them.
I felt a heavy pressure descended on me out of nowhere, it was heavy like a truck full of sand and I was bearing them all with my bare back, I screamed out aloud falling to my knees with a heavy thud.
“Insolent Omega” I heard a scoff from one of the figures. They were four in number.
“Jules, she is just an Omega. Release your pressure at once” A female voice spoke to the first one that had spoken,
“Last I checked, she is a cupbearer, the last of her kind, what’s a small test to her” the figure called Jules responded. By now, the pressure had increased in intensity, my knees buckled, and my bones strained to bear the immense pressure.
“Stop this nonsense at once, she wont survive…” The woman Emelda shouted,
Leave Julius, Emelda, she is not a normal werewolf, and as such, the rules don’t apply to her” Another voice this time younger, called her off from exchanging words with Julius.
“She is already enduring that shows she is not a normal werewolf, let’s see how long she will last” Jules said, I could hear the dripping smirk coming from him.
“She might die…”
Emelda, hold your peace, this time an even older voice called our. He has been silent all this while, and even from where I was struggling to crumble, I could feel his power brush my skin, igniting my nerve cell.
Silence followed his words, like all of them respect his words, and even the femal Elder had to keep quiet and observe me undergoing torture and torment. The pain was unbearable. By now, my voice was cracked from screaming, I was barely fighting to keep my consciousness from slipping off.
I tried crawling out of the room, but my limbs were unresponsive. My breathing was coming out in short humph, and my vision swarmed, slowly closing, I was barely conscious.
But a flicker of flame was still shining bright inside me. That undying amber of flames that stubbornly crackle with energy, sending a warm trail of warm light around my body. It travelled from my navel region, down my limbs, circulating all around my body until it got to my head, my vision started getting brighter, and the excruciating pain started receding, gradually I started moving my limbs and having control of my body.
I could hear the collective gasp of the elders. the one called Jules had to stand up from his seat, shock clearly written on his face.
“Impossible” he muttered
“What’s impossible? Someone is no longer all powerful” I said sarcastically, forcing myself to stand up erect. His pressure that was bearing down on me was nonexistent. It had vanished like it was never there.
“Interesting, very interesting” the older one said with fascination clearly in his voice.
The one more shocked in the room was me, I had so many questions like how come the pressure so powerful just disappeared like it was never there.
It was like my body had gotten used to it. It no longer weighed on me. The fire was now very bright, burning with frightening intensity.
“This is absurd. It hasn’t been recorded of an Omega withstanding the pressure of an elder”
“She is a special one Jules, why are you so surprised” Emelda laughed at Jules.
“Don’t go too far Emelda, she is an abomination” Jules shouted
“An yet that same abomination is beating your old weary ass” I snapped at him,
“How dare you…” he exploded, claws sharpening from anger, I almost bit my mouth,
“Had i gone too far” I had totally forgotten that I was in their midst, and where their words were law.
“How dare you old runts touch my mate” a powerful shout drowned. Jules shouts. Immediately, the room was filled with the undeniable presence of Brian. enveloping everyone in the room. it was different from the elders. It was wild and had a tinge of red, stronger than elder Jules aura, and like a fire meeting, it’s bane, Jules retreated his aura immediately.
The door he came in from was already hanging by a thread. He had blasted his way through, taking everyone by surprise.
My wolf jumped in joy, and the word kept on pounding in my head, louder than the shocked mumbling of the elders who were equally shocked. ” he had called me mate”
“Mate….?” Jules shouted, his mouth hanging open as if he wanted to have a heart attack.
“What…, did you say mate?” Emelda, equally shocked, stood from her seat.
Awkward silence descended into the room. Leaving the winds to echo the words of Brian,
” He had referred to me as a mate!!”