I catch my breath, trying to regain my composure, and step forward as I keep talking to him with a pleading voice, trying to convince him.
“That means I’m probably a descendant of Queen Diane, her grandchild. A blessed child of Moon Goddess. The Witch attacked you because she thought I would naturally be with the Sapphire Moon Clan, but now she knows I’m not. I showed my wolf form in public weeks ago while fighting another Alpha. Right after that, vampires attacked, coming after me. She knew where I was. She won’t go after your pack anymore; you guys are safe. I promise I will make sure Damian doesn’t fight with you, either.”
“Even if everything you said is right, didn’t your mate promise an alliance with the Gold Moon Clan? Forget the Witch, what is their aim, other than ganging up against us? When two powers out of three allies themselves, what do you think happens to the last one?”
I have nothing to answer to that. I know Damian feared an attack from the Sapphire Moon Clan most, but what can I say? The Gold Moon Clan probably sought this alliance first, and now it does seem like the Blood Moon was getting ready to get rid of their pack.
I shake my head. “I don’t trust the Gold Moon Clan. I don’t want to see any fights arise right now.”
“We hate the Black family, but we never started a fight in the first place. I am not my father, either. I’m not one to hold grudges either, and I won’t look for a fight when nothing’s happened since I became the Alpha of this pack. The ones who have been a thorn for months are those annoying puppets of King,” growls William.
Wait, what does that mean? Does William mean to say they are not after Damian’s pack, but after the Gold Moon Clan? How come? I’m lost.
“What do you mean by that? The Gold Moon Clan?”
“We share our Northern border with the Gold Moon. They keep making intrusions into our territory, testing our reactions, and behaving like they own the land. They even hinder our businesses and help the Rising Moon Clan in taking over our shops in the city. We established ourselves after lots of effort, and I don’t like giving up. But if King and Black keep this going on, I will not—”
“What do you mean, King and Black? Damian hasn’t taken any part in this!” I cut him off, annoyed.
William Blue stays silent, but it’s obvious he doesn’t believe me. What is going on? From what he says, it looks likethe Gold Moon Clan has been bullying them for months! And why would Damian’s name be associated with this? Gosh, I really hope he is wrong! I try to think of something, but Damian’s voice is echoing like the thunder in my head.
“Nora! Nora tell me where you are right now!”
I see Bobo’s head lowering more and more, and Damian and Neal are probably giving him hell right now. I sigh, and my wolf faintly growls at our mate, a bit annoyed, too.
“Stop yelling! I will meet you in fifteen minutes, at the Sapphire Moon Clan border. Bobo is with me, I’m fine.”
“What the hell are you doing there?”
“Just come and get me.”
After that, I ignore him again, turning to William.
“How can I convince you?”
“Convince me?”
“I need you to trust Damian and me. I don’t care about the Gold Moon Clan, I don’t want anything to do with them, but the Blood Moon Clan is not what it used to be. Damian has no desire to fight with others.”
He observes me silently for a while, then tilts his head. Wow, with his curly hair falling on his temples, it makes it so obvious he has some of my features. His skin is darker, though, and he has some differences, like his square jaw and larger chin.
“You are not going to convince me you are our Princess?”
I roll my eyes. “Honestly, I don’t really care about being a Royal or not. I only learned a couple of weeks ago that my birth mother wasn’t the one I thought. All I want to know is where I come from, and what happened to my mother, who she was, and why did she have to give me up. But at the moment, I’m more worried about a fight between the packs, and calming Damian down. I will ask more later.”
“I see... Well, I heard you, but I won’t make any decision yet. So, you’re free to go.”
That’s it? He heard me, and that’s all? Why do I think this is all a bit too easy? William just stands there, composed.
“Thanks...” I say, a bit hesitantly.
With Damian’s voice echoing in our ears, we really have to go. As Bobo and I go to exit the room, I take one last look at the portrait. To think this woman is probably my grandmother... I can’t think too deeply now, though— we have to go. When I open the door, to my surprise, the corridor is empty. Where the hell is Liam! I turn around to William, but he is still nonchalantly leaning on his desk, staring straight at me.
“Oh, I forgot to mention, we are keeping the young boy Black.”
“What! Why?”
“Liam! Liam, where are you?”
