Chapter Thirty Six
Chapter Thirty Six
I had never heard of them before, and for some reason, I felt… ‘humbled‘ by that knowledge. If they were such a large community, why had they never been mentioned in all the conversations I had with Aric and my father? I was going to have to speak to Aric about this.
“What do they want from us?” I asked.
“I am yet to find out; perhaps they just want an alliance or a pact.”
“Don’t you think it’s dangerous making pacts with them? What if they have other plans?
“Like what? Ending the werewolf’s cycle?” Alexander asked, a smirk playing on his face.
“They aren’t werewolves; they are different, and no doubt they would only grow stronger; it’s all a matter of time.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. They will never be able to beat the werewolves–not in numbers. So would you please put on a dress?” he asked.
I would have liked to argue some more, but I was very curious to meet these people. I picked out a purple, long- sleeved dress that stopped a little above my knee; it was just perfect. I slip on a pair of combat boots. Next, I freed my hair, strapped my dagger safely to my thigh and I was done.
“They are here,” Alexander said to me. He stretched out his hands for mine.
“I wore a dress; that’s as far as I go in trying to cooperate,” I said, refusing to take his hand.
“We need to give the pack a show, make them believe we are very much in love.”
“Like they don’t already know about your whores.”
“I’m a king; it is absolutely normal to love one and fuck andther.” He says before taking my hand in his.
“You are lucky. I’m curious; on a normal day, I’d cut off my own hands before I let you hold me.”
“I’ll call your bluff.”
He led me to his chambers, where the pack soldiers and council were already present; they bowed as we walked past them.
Two chairs had been placed side by side for the both of us, and I took mine, releasing Alex’s hand the moment I had the chance.
“Let them in,” Alexander says, and I noticed something different about him. He didn’t look like the same man I had shared a room with; it was as if he had put on an even thicker mask, his eyes cold and emotionless. Something about that was off–putting.
The large double doors were pulled open, and four men walked in, lifting a carrier- a woman sat inside, fully clothed, with a hood covering her hair and face. Carriers were a bit old–fashioned, but that wasn’t the first weird thing I noticed. The first thing I noticed was their odd clothing; the soldiers kept their faces wrapped in brown fabric, revealing only their eyes.
The Aureonna’s representatives walked in next, about three women and four men. The women were all dressed in flowing white gowns that swept the ground as they walked, their hair styled identically in elegant updos. The men wore clothing identical to the soldiers‘, only theirs were blue, with a badge resting on their chests.
“Who is in the carriage?” I asked Alexander, and for a moment I thought he wouldn’t respond.
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Chapter Thirty Six
“Their Chosen. She’s always kept protected from the ‘contaminations‘ of the world. That’s what they call it.”
“Does she have a name?”
“Aliya. But she’s never called that.”
I stared at the carriage; the light curtains obstructed my view. It was as if she was meant to be present, yet somehow never really there.
“Alpha King.” One of the women said with a small bow. She had light brown eyes and wrinkled skin, but the other women looked to be many years younger than she was. “Thank you for letting us into your pack. It’s a pleasure to be here.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” Alexander responded.
“Unfortunately, we have come with bad news.” She paused to look around. “I would like to share this with you… alone.”
