Chapter Seventy-Five – Last prophecy.
Rihanna’s POV
Every Lycan had strong desire to kill Werewolfs so were termed Monsters. Logan was one Lycan who wanted peace and loneliness.
“Where’s your family?” I broke the twenty seconds silence.
The Lycan, who I assumed had lost hope, looked up to me with light in his eyes. “Dead.”
I wasn’t sure if I should ask how but I brushed it off, not about to reopen some wounds. “I can’t use sorcery, if there’s another way I’d help.”
“That way is dangerous. And needs more energy.” He murmured. “And I don’t quite like it either so don’t want to suggest it.”
I stepped closer, stooping besides him. His green eyes met by brown ones. “Tell me, let’s do it instead.”
“Let him tell you before you say we are doing it!” Lana scolded loudly. What was with her? Did she feel it’s something we couldn’t do?
“Transfer by blood. An archaic kind of sorcery without the sorcery. You’d need to be an Alpha for it to work too.” Logan answered.
I went backwards as Lana chuckled. “Tell him a straight no and walk out. That shit is dark. Blood covenant is another word for what he wants.”
I heaved heavily and looked at him again. “So taking my blood will heal you? In other words, you could kill a silver wolf to heal yourself?”
He shook his head nervously. “I don’t need only blood, but the energy in the blood.”
It was turning to some dark covenant shit that I didn’t want to partake in.
“Okay, I’d think about it.” The card I used when I wouldn’t. I rarely think before I did things.
I still felt terrible that we won’t be able to help him. He was the last Lycan, couldn’t they be something to be done?
“And you’re the last silver wolf. You need to protect your pack, and secure the throne for mate. Don’t get distracted.” My wolf remarked.
My mind link got tugged on, I released it. “Alpha, you have a visitor. He wants to meet the Lycan.” It was Beatrice.
“Visitor? Who is it?” I asked back, turning away from the Lycan.
She replied. “Alpha Jaden. And he’s with some information that he said you wouldn’t like.”
Did he also meet Chris there? If he gets seen visiting me when Chris was here, it’d make him suspect. Not like we were actually a thing.
“I’d meet him outside. Has Chris seen him?”
“No, he just got here.”
“Good, tell him to meet me besides our border.” I switched off the mind link.
I took one last glance at the poor Lycan before walking out of the prison, repeating my last card. “I’d think about it.”
My legs rushed towards the forest, sneakily to avoid Chris realizing I was leaving. That jerk was making me take precautions in my own pack.
My ears perked for the sound of slight growls or paw sounds but as I curved to a corner, I saw a huge gray wolf stretching.
Not what I expected. I shook my head, walking closer to him. He stopped and assumed a more dominant stance.
“Hey! Do tell me you have something to change into.” I hurried to a rock to sit. The scroll down at his legs looked quite heavy.
With his muzzle, he shifted it to me to read while he hoped off to change.
I admired his gray wolf for a while. It resembled Ray’s and like mine, had an innocent shine to it.
I flung the scroll open and it rolled down to my feet. My forehead creased, so much for the full version of the prophecy. This one looked copied.
But it had all the prophecy in full.
“Where did you get this?” I asked Jaden as he came out in human form. Thankfully, he had a shirt and short one.
“My librarians searched a whole night for it, some might have gotten sick from inhaling dust.” he chuckled.
I looked up. “Do wolfs get sick? Like get a bad health? How bad could it be?”
He halted his steps as he was walking towards me. “Where do you live in? Wolfs can get sick but like any ailment or injury, it recovers fast.”
That was the problem. The Lycan sounded like his sickness had been a while and he had been looking for solution.
Since being at Red Moon and Black Hills, his sole duty would’ve been to find a way to get to me. Perhaps, that was why he acted weak.
“The last prophecy, I don’t get it. After all things heroic the Silver wolf will do, it ends with ‘Or must the story be this way?’, really?”
Was it a book the prophet thought he was writing while reporting his revelations?
“I believe he means that they was a way to advert the whole prophecy in the first place or it wouldn’t end how many hoped.” He suggested.
Those were deep words coming from him. I smiled. “I guess. But as a main character in this, I’m yet to see the evil.”
Not like I couldn’t wait to fulfill a prophecy, I had a lot of time but wasn’t I supposed to meet trails and hassles first?
“I’m having suspicions that it will rise soon. It could have been avoided yet we let it turn to a revengeful hating beast…”
Why did that bring a picture? I turned towards the direction of my prison.
“Have someone in mind?” Jaden asked.
I faced him and nodded. “The Lycan you wanted to see. He gave me an offer I will be refusing, I’m sure it won’t go down with him.”
Jaden frowned, gazing at the prison hold. “It is dangerous for you to be around that Lycan. And Dara said he came to you, full story please?”
I smiled, folding my arms “He was chased here by Chris and Ray. Ray’s injured and the Lycan wanted to talk. He’s offer was ridiculous.”
I didn’t know what part made Jaden’s frown deeper but I’d assume it’s Ray getting hurt.
“Chris is here again?”
Or maybe not. He had definitely frowned about Chris being here.
I shrugged, slapping my thighs. “He put a fight when I wanted him to leave and forced me to ask the Lycan of the offer.”
I rolled my eyes thinking of it. “I won’t be telling him though, he should try to kill me gain. This time in front of my brother.”
“Killing you?” he asked, in disbelief.
I faced Jaden, then raised my head so he’d see the slight scar. Maybe I was being petty but everyone had to know Chris laid hands on me.
With his index finger, Jaden brushed through the bruise. I felt some sparks rise within me with that gesture.
He was looking at it tenderly before breathing out. “I’m sorry about that, you should let it heal.”
I nodded, looking down. “And till we figure out what exactly the prophecy mean, or how to answer the Lycan. I’d just keep this scroll.”
He nodded. “What was his offer?”
“Transferring energy through sorcery to him. If not, he dies, he’s very ill.” I listed, searching Jaden’s fave for a reaction.
“That Lycan is shady. Transfer of energy always had an aftereffect on the user. So does sorcery. He’d be leaving you almost wasted.” He stated.
Lana made an approving yelp, and I nodded in understanding. Since I wasn’t agreeing, I better think of how to tell Logan.