Third person’s POV
*Sinandaya; A week before Diego had left Abberant pack for the convocation in Shadowstone
“It seems like you want to find something.”
Snow is falling so hard. The windows are all shut tight except for the door that slammed open from the outside. In came a woman zipping her leather jacket. Her hair was untied and messed up flowing with the wind.
“I know you,” blurted the man sitting on a single-seater couch facing the lighted fireplace.
Her hair with a streak of crimson red settled on her shoulder when she tied it slowly as her feet approaches the man with a tied dark brunette hair.
“So, you get cold too? Didn’t expect vampires to need warmth.”
“We’re naturally hot ice, Alpha. Nothing to be amazed,” he spouted sipping on a cup of thick fluid. “Why are you here?”
The woman chortled and rested her chin on the man’s shoulder. “I didn’t know you’re more charming this close,” she whispered seductively making the man’s ears turn red.
He cleared his throat and put down the cup. “Cut the nonsense. What do you need?”
“Oh, come on, we weren’t given the chance to talk longer on our first meeting. Shouldn’t we be getting to know each other this time, Felipe?”
The current regent of Sinandaya only had met the Alpha of Shadowstone once. That is when she herself took an unanticipated tour across Sinandaya. The time when she and Adira played by the river.
“Who exactly are you, Denise Soleil?”
From that single meeting they had just a few months ago, Felipe managed to get and search enough information about her. She came from the Shadowstone pack, the first woman who had become an Alpha on her own.
But there’s something deeper than visible that he found out connected to her identity. That she was—
“A cursed being who will only break free the time I gathered the five embodiment of the guardians of Claveria Haltera,” Soleil slipped in.
“And you’re here for?”
“The first one.”
Felipe nodded and stood up from the couch. “I suppose it was a vampire,” he guessed that Soleil nodded in to confirm.
“But before I could get her, there should be nothing standing in my way.”
His eyes narrowed in confusion. “Are you saying you have to kill the Alfarro?” he asked.
But Soleil shook her head and turned her back against Felipe as her feet wandered towards the window where the falling snow was visible to the eye.
“A reason was not yet formed in my head if I kill him instead. The Senate is the current enemy here.”
Felipe took back his cup and filled it with thick red fluid from the bottle before treading the same trail Soleil took. “The Senate currently has tied a rope around us. Thus, converting Sinandaya as a neutral territory became the only escape we have done. And we can’t be part of any war and clashes against other nations.”
“Is that really the reason?”
His frigid face slightly blooms an amazed kind of smile followed by a deep sigh. “I want to assume you’re some sort of a witch rather than a werewolf alpha.”
“I indeed am,” Soleil answered scornfully. “In another world, I’m a human traveler. Sometimes a mermaid. And even a seagull. But mostly, just a petty creature who begs for life and time.”
Her eyes traveled the standing mountains covered with thick freezing snow. At a certain moment, silence again occupied the room as a flash of pain and bitterness dashed on her eyes.
“Fine then. I don’t want to trust a werewolf enough but I think it would be the best option this time,” Felipe uttered, shattering the quietness.
“May I know the reason why you still need Adira back here?” Soleil asked this time.
Felipe sipped from the cup and remained staring at the window. “I want to help her the way she helped me back from the days. She’s a family to me, she’s my sister.”
“How touching,” she commented with her hands crossed on her chest. “But if she’s all gone, then the entire Sinandaya will be yours. You have the true blood of a royal clan.”
“Why would I kick her out? She had never done anything to make me feel like an outsider in this kingdom. I am still the regent of Sinandaya.”
Soleil pouted and let out a sigh before rotating her head back to his side. “It will be nice if you and that Alpha of Abberant have the same virtue.” Her hand went to her temple and massaged it gently. “I’ve had enough headaches of that Diego’s immaturity. I’m starting to hate him.”
“Why? What’s happening between the two of them?”
Soleil looked at him and blinked a couple of times sluggishly, “They’re like cat and mouse. One’s being a defendant and the other an insistent bitch.”
“So what do we do?”
“Lend them a hand perhaps.”
“And maybe separate them for a while,” Felipe added making the both of them nod in agreement.
*Sinandaya; Present time
Adira’s POV
The ceiling was of auburn wood and a chandelier of candles was hung lighting the entire room. The walls were of wood and brick, and around lies nothing but simple cozy types of furniture. The room I’ve always wanted and have sheltered from emotional damages for over a decade.
All was silent except for the blazing fireplace and the sound of sipping coffee. Or should call it, red cocoa.
“You’re awake,” said the figure sitting in front of the flames.
His tied-up hair. The black pearl on his left ear and that familiar scent of mint around. I’m glad he still hadn’t changed completely.
“How long was I asleep?”
“An hour,” he replied that the gap between my brows disappeared.
“Felipe,” I called him in a warning tone.
He turned around and darted a look straight into my eyes. “You’ve been asleep for a week if I haven’t wrongly calculated it.”
From the bed where I am lying, still weak and helpless, all I could do was to get my back up and lean on the headrest. But something odd hit me. Something strange that my nose and ears nearly spout out a fire.
“What have you done!” I screamed in agony with my hand clenching my flat humpless belly.
With the normal reaction of him every time I raise my voice, his shoulders jumped and so as his head headed straight in front of him. “I-It was not me. Blame S-Soleil, s-she forced to g-get him out.”
That woman again! How many times would she get in my way?
I gathered all my remaining strength and burst off the bed wearing a loose teal garment covering my entire body.
“Oi! Oi! The doctor said you still shouldn’t be moving at this time!” Felipe exclaimed, standing and walking fast towards me. His hand extended, resisting my slow and weak movement.
Aashish! If it weren’t because of—wait…
“H-How did—I’m not dead yet?”
Felipe’s brows raised confused. “Should you not be?”
My mouth was left hanging as my hands roamed around my neck. I was slit! I could’ve died!
“I’m still alive?” I asked foolishly.
But the answer came out from someone I don’t want to see.
“Because of this.”
My head turned at a second to where the voice emerged. At the now opened door, stands a woman with her irritating hair plastered red. And on her hand was a child.
A baby wrapped with a thick red blanket.
“I didn’t know you’ve had a hybrid,” she again spoke with a wide grin on her face like she’s up to something.
“Give it to me,” I commanded the calmest I can. But she hugged the blanket tighter and placed my baby’s sleeping face close to her cheek!
How dare she hold him first!
“Make me,” she taunted.
I gritted my teeth and break free from Felipe’s support, causing me to have nearly kissed the floor if it weren’t Felipe’s hands being alert enough to grab my collar.
Seeing the scene, Soleil laughed loudly before deciding to finally walk closer to the bed where I’m in. “Aha! You look like a pigeon being caught!” she chuckled as her eyes followed me until I get back to the bed. “Whatever, here is it.”
She handed me the creature inside the blanket but I couldn’t understand why my body suddenly froze.
“O? I thought you want to hold it?”
His eyelids were wide open. And what’s bizarre was his eyes themselves… they’re blue.
“Get him or else I’ll enjoy seeing him fly,” Soleil demanded that I quickly snatched him away from her.
I clutched him carefully enough. He’s so silent that the thing he was doing was to stare at me like I’m a sort of a complicated problem.
“He’s knowing you,” she again spoke.
I raised my hand and touched his soft cheek, making him move sideways closer to my touch. And on his left shoulder was an odd mark. Somewhat resembling—no, I couldn’t be.
I gently tilted his head and parted the fabric covering his tiny body. But it seems like it’s a clear thing I couldn’t deny.
He got the lunar crest. He’s in line for the alpha rank.
And I’m doomed to return.