“That’s right. The more, the better. However, corpses aren’t nearly as... good as living people for a Witch. Werewolves are filled with Moon Goddess’ power, and the best...”
Damian and I exchange a look. I see horror and anger on my mate’s face. Which means...
“That’s right. A living Royal would be exactly what she needs. The perfect prey...”
A few seconds of silence follow her words. I feel several gazes on me, we all understand what that means. This Dark Witch is after me. She wants to use me as a way to enhance her powers, enough to be able to take on Sylviana and overpower her.
Since my grandmother was a reincarnation of Moon Goddess, a lot of her power resides in me, making some sort of... vessel for this Witch to use. How frightening. I shiver, and Damian immediately puts his arm around me in a protective way.
“She is not touching Nora,” growls my mate.
“You’re saying, as long as this Dark Witch can’t get to miss Bluemoon, she won’t be able to cross our border?” Asks Andrew Jones.
“Nora, or any other Royal...”
While she says that, Sylviana is looking right at me, with a mysterious look in her eyes. Oh, Moon Goddess! She knows about Elena, too; she knows I have a cousin who’s also a Royal. We are both in danger.
“What are we waiting for, then?”
Everyone turns around. I had forgotten about the matter of the King family... Alessandra is standing next to her father, arms crossed, a few meters from us. What is she up to now? I start growling instinctively. I know whatever this woman is thinking, I’m not going to like it. Damian also. My mate shifts his position, putting himself slightly in front of me. Even William is growling and frowning.
“What do you mean, King?” Asks Lysandra.
Alessandra lifts a finger, pointing towards Sylviana.
“Isn’t this woman what this Witch wants, anyway? Why don’t we just hand her over?”
Immediately, I growl furiously, but Liam’s reaction is way angrier. He shape-shifts in a split second and jumps at Alessandra. She lets out a scream of terror, but before the black wolf can get to her, Nathaniel steps in. I see his hand dive, and he grabs Liam’s fur before trapping him in his arms. I always forget how strong he is, even in his human form… Liam furiously struggles to free himself.
“Liam, stop it!” Yells Nathaniel.
He is not listening. I have never felt Liam’s wolf so angry before, but his murdering intent is real. Despite Nathaniel’s attempts to calm him down, it’s actually Sylviana who steps forward, putting her hand on his back and whispers something to his ear. Liam is still growling, but he eventuallystops trying to fight off his brother after hearing her, and Nathaniel sighs.
Damian, who observed the whole scene in silence, turns to Alessandra. His eyes have gone ice-cold again, and we can all feel his wolf imposing his Alpha aura to her. It’s as if Liam’s anger had added to his own. Alessandra, intimidated, has no choice but to look down.
“We are not handing anyone over. This is our city, and we will not answer any threat from that Dark Witch. That goes for anyone.”
While saying that, he looks around at all the Alphas present, and each of them avoids his chilling stare, except for me.
“We have now confirmed that this threat is real,” I say. “We should—”
“On the sayings of a Witch?”
I growl at Alessandra. Why is she still daring to speak? Will that damn woman ever learn to shut up! Yet she ignores the Black brothers and me on purpose and keeps talking to the other Alphas.
“Why would we believe her so easily? Isn’t it obvious this is all a scheme? Suddenly, a random witch appears as a witness to concur with everything they said, and you don’t find it suspicious in any way? They are lying! No one saw this Witch before in Silver City; they just brought her here to have her say that! She even bewitched them! Now she wants us working for her? I will not listen to the orders of a witch!”
I see a few people exchanging looks. Don’t tell me some of them will be stupid enough to actually believe this would be all part of a scheme? Andrew Jones clicks his tongue, marking his annoyance at her.
“Enough. I don’t know what game you’re playing, King, but this is not a joke. I do not care for the Royals, but a witch’s threat is not to be taken lightly.”
“I have lost too many wolves already to think this is only a scheme from Black,” growls Clark. “If you have anything actually useful to say, say it, or learn to shut up!”
Both Alphas growl at Alessandra, and it is now clear more and more people are exasperated by the Gold Moon Clan’s actions. That doesn’t stop them. Her father, Taaron King, steps forward, pointing his finger at us. Before he can even speak, however, Damian growls at him in warning, and his index goes back down right away.
“In any case, our Gold Moon stands by its words! We will not follow the Blood Moon’s ruling any longer! Enough of their schemes! They should not try to overtake Silver City or pressure the Clans!”
People look at him with surprise, but most are just tired of his speech. How can such a pathetic guy be an Alpha? Except for the Rising Moon Alpha, none of the other Alphas seem bothered enough to listen to him anymore. The only ones who are still hesitant are the leaders of lesser Clans, but none of them seem daring enough to speak up.
