Chapter Hundred and Thirty – To transfer energy.
Jaden’s POV
“Come in!” my eldest uncle yelled from inside.
I pushed the door but it didn’t bulge, I knocked again. Was this a joke or what?
I heard a chuckle from inside. “Be a man Jaden, push the door in!” that was from the youngest.
What games were they playing with me now? “This is urgent, could you let me in or I’d leave!”
“The door is right there, we aren’t holding it back. Push in and let yourself in!” the eldest said again.
I went back, getting ready to kick the door open but my wolf stopped me. “There’s an energy behind the door.”
Confirming that there was indeed an energy, I stopped myself. “But my uncle said they weren’t pushing it back.” I groaned.
“They may not be. Where’s your middle uncle?”
My eyes widened. That one hadn’t spoken to me yet, even if he rarely did.
“What would be holding the door then if they weren’t the ones?” I sighed internally.
My mind went back to a ‘prank’ they played on me as a child that made my father bruise me.
The oldest and youngest had kept their sleeping brother’s bed behind my room’s door.
My middle uncle always fell deeply asleep, not even the world set on fire could wake him up.
Being a young wolf who used strength for everything, I had pushed the door hardly, throwing my uncle and his bed down the stairs.
He had woken up angrily and even if he knew his bed had been moved by his brothers, he made my father punish me for it.
That middle uncle was always the hot tempered and cold one so they used him to punish me because I feared him.
But not anymore.
If this was a repeat of the prank, then I didn’t have their time. Also, I was no more a child. No one would be punishing me.
“Simeon! Get up!” I called for my middle uncle through his mind link. There was no immediate response. “Simeon!! I said get up!!”
I shouldn’t be calling him by his first name but that was the only thing that could snap him from sleep, hearing the name he hated so much.
“The hell…” I heard the eldest uncle mutter, perhaps seeing his brother rising from bed.
“Jaden?” my middle uncle asked in mind link. “Are you the one calling me by ‘Simeon’?”
He sounded offended but I cared less.
“Get out the door now!” I ordered, knocking again. “Let me in.”
“How did you… Oh, this was a bad time to replay this prank.” The youngest sighed.
The door finally opened and I walked in, seeing the bed and my middle uncle sleepily laid on it.
He wasn’t even reprimanding me for calling his first name, I was glad he wasn’t.
“If I felt like playing around, I’d do it with pups of my pack, not my overgrown uncles.” I seethed, pointing at the bed.
They must have felt my energy coming towards them then decided to play around with me.
The youngest rolled his eyes, biting his lower lips. “So why did you come here anyway?”
I made myself comfortable on the seat without their permission. “The Lycan. You must have heard of his intentions.”
“Yeah, he’s after a pretty silver wolf girl who became Alpha. He wants to use her to be immortal…” the youngest laughed.
The eldest smiled. “He is crazy!”
“It has been confirmed that it could work.” I told them as a matter of factly.
“Yeah maybe but this girl is a Silver Wolf, right? And an Alpha? It’d be a heck of a work to take her energy.” The youngest remarked.
It should be. “Well, if he kidnaps her, it wouldn’t be so hard.” And Logan had hurt Rih to points when she was weak, he could easily kidnap her.
“The girl has to be confined for hours. Transfer of energy took long, and the Lycan had to be at his lowest too.” The eldest uncle noted.
“His lowest?” I asked.
“Yes, transferring energy was usually from a strong wolf to a weak wolf. Not two strong wolfs.” The youngest confirmed.
So that was why Lycan lied he was sick? He acted like he was a weak wolf so Rih would transfer her energy to him.
It all made sense.
This has been his agenda all along. He had invested lots of planning and strategy to this.
Was there something else we were missing? He had wished for all werewolfs to die, was there a way he hoped to achieve this?
“This Lycan wants to wipe out the werewolf race. But we are everywhere around the world, it’s impossible.” I said, awaiting their reaction.
“Well, if he was hoping for immortality then he had all the time in the world to do that.” My eldest uncle stared into space.
I wasn’t hoping for that answer. Logan really was delusional, risking his life for the werewolf race to be extinguished.
Did he have a reason for wanting all these? Or just his hate? It was exhausting.
“If he gets his hand on the Silver Wolf, he’d be really powerful.” My youngest uncle shook his head. I saw worry in his eyes.
He was always carefree so worry was new. “He’s almost invincible as a Lycan and Alpha, if he gets her energy, he can easily kill Alphas.”
The pressure kept on mounting, solution not forth coming. “I guess we have to protect the Silver Wolf from him then.”
We three were quiet after that.
A small groan behind me, made me turn. It was the middle uncle, he groaned again, rising from the bed. “You three are noisy.”
How were we noisy? For almost a minute we’d said nothing. I rose to leave. “Continue your sleep then.”
I almost touched the door knob when he said. “You forget that the Lycan has to be at his weakest to collect the energy.”
My legs stayed rooted to the ground but I broke them free, exhaling. “Yes, your brother said.”
“So you don’t have to worry much about the Lycan.” He added, leaving the bed and sitting with his brothers.
I gawked at them three. The oldest and youngest looked puzzled. “How?” I enquired.
The middle uncle exercised his neck before answering. “The Lycan will his weakest before the Silver Wolf’s energy can get into him, right?”
I nodded. “Your brother said.”
“Good. meaning he’d tire himself out, right?”
My head tilted, getting the picture he was painting. “Yes, he’d be tired out probably from a fight with the Silver Wolf.”
“Yes, and that’s where the mate of the silver wolf from prophecy comes in.” the middle uncle smirked.
My wolf came closer to the surface hearing that.
“The mate of the silver wolf would be there to kill the Lycan, while it’s weak, before his mate’s energy will be sucked into the beast.”
I looked down, then up again. “That sounds like a plan, only if the Lycan will be very weak to kill the energy.”
“A mate of a silver wolf wouldn’t be a wuss so he’d be able to kill the Lycan when it’s weak.” The eldest chided.
“Yeah, he may even be an Alpha or something. He’s not like you who shy away from bullies.” The youngest laughed.
Funny and Ironic. My wolf smirked. I made a small bow to them. “Thank you for the insights.” And I left their presence.