“Well, I did have a couple of fights with my father about coming here. But after all, I do happen to have a few things to say, too...”
I really don’t like the way he says that while glaring at Damian. What does he have to say? I’m afraid things will get ugly if those two argue. Damian doesn’t say a word despite William’s stares. His ice-cold silver eyes are just glaring all their might at my cousin, and his arm tightens slightly around my waist.
Those two look ready to jump at each other’s throats. How are we supposed to negotiate alliances like this? Thank Moon Goddess, William soon leaves to go back to his pack.
When it’s finally time, every wolf or man stands up. All the Alphas are in front of the packs, on the grass, all around us. There are a few empty spots, but from Neal’s estimation,we have gathered over ten thousand people... Damian and I exchange a glance, and I step forward to address all of them.
“Thank you all for coming. I am Nora Bluemoon, who called you here today. Most of you probably came with a lot of questions in mind about that threat I mentioned. As I already said before, the vampire attack was only a beginning. Silver City is about to face someone much more dangerous: A Witch.”
Right after my words, a lot of people start talking. This comes as a shock for most people, and I hear a lot of questioning in the ranks. They’ve faced vampires before, but a Dark Witch?
“How do we need this was really a Witch’s doing?” Ask someone. “We only saw vampires in that attack.”
“Something was definitely off about this attack. Any nearby water source attacked us,” states Clark, the White Moon Alpha. “Some of my guys died from poisoning, not from their injuries.”
“At least four packs witnessed it,” says Nathaniel. “And we may have not had any Witch around for a while, but we do know how they work.”
“That’s right. Witches can subjugate other species and use their elements. Trust me, I’ve lived long enough to see a couple,” adds old man Seaver. “A Water Witch, that’s what we were facing!”
A lot of people nod in agreement. Grandpa Seaver may not be from a big pack, but he is well-respected.
“So what? Even if there is a Witch, who says she will attack again? We gave those vampires a hard time...” Says an Alpha with a strong accent.
“Great idea, Gregorovitch. Let’s stay on our lazy asses in case nothing happens!” Scoffs Lysandra.
The man doesn’t let the insult go, and both packs start growling at each other. Damian and I growl too to have them stop.
“Enough!” I yell. “We came to talk, not to fight!”
The man named Gregorovitch turns to me, looking annoyed. He points the finger at me with a disdainful look.
“Why should we believe you? You may call yourself a Royal, but who says you are? What proof do you have?”
Almost immediately, not only Damian starts growling furiously at him, but the whole Blood Moon Clan, too. I try to calm Damian down, but to my surprise, the next one to speak is William.
From where he is, my cousin turns his head toward the man who spoke with his eastern accent, looking even more cynical.
“Do you think anyone can summon so many packs like this? Are you able to mind-link other Alphas as you please, too? Anyone here who has seen Nora Bluemoon shapeshift into her white wolf form, with blue eyes, knows she is a blessed child of Moon Goddess.”
The Alpha named Gregorovitch seems a bit reluctant to believe William. Still, he doesn’t dare talk back and just crosses his arms. I was afraid we would lose time tracking my family history to prove myself capable, but William stepping in certainly helped. However, we need to resume to our main topic.
“As I said, a Witch is threatening Silver City. A Water Witch, according to Alpha Seaver and the White Moon Clan. She will attack again, but we can’t know where and when. In any case, it will be a bigger blow, and we won’t be able to handle it if we are not prepared for it.”
People start talking between themselves again after my words, and mostly they seem concerned or anxious. Some arestill staring at Damian and me with suspicion in their eyes, but at least they heard us. I turn to my mate, but before I say a word, Sean runs to us.
“Boss, Luna, they are here. The ro— I mean, the Steel Moon Clan.”
“Let them in,” orders Damian.
Soon enough, fifty members of the Steel Moon clan enters, agitating all the other packs present. The arrival of a different and unknown Clan raises a lot of suspicions, and I hear people calling them strays, protesting against their presence here.
“Who are those people?” Asks Lysandra.
“Strangers. Another Clan, chased from their land by the same Dark Witch that is now targeting us,” I explain. “We called them here as witnesses.”
I turn to the man who came forth, probably Ryan, the man I heard on the phone. He bows in a very respectful manner to Damian and me, all of the people behind him doing the same. Gosh, those people do look exhausted... A lot of them are quite thin, and some even have visible, fresh scars and injuries. I show him the crowd, and he nods, understanding what I’m asking of him.
Once again, he addressed to everyone present, telling them their story, in more details. How the Witch first sent vampires, killing almost half of their pack, then poisoned them little by little until they had no choice but to leave. With all the packs listening, he made sure to be as detailed as possible, and by the time he was done, most of the audience appeared to be shocked, some even look sorry for them.All the Alphas stayed silent, listening to him with deep concern.
