Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four
Bailey was the last person I wanted to see right now, but I knew I had to swallow
my annoyance. She had been the first to pinpoint Thane’s abnormalities; she told me earlier that being with him would be dangerous; she had tried explaining to me that things would only get worse and soon I wouldn’t be safe with him, but hadn’t been willing to listen; I had believed that she said all those things to scare me into passing the title to her.
She knew more about this than she was letting out.
Bailey was still in the healing room, still injured, but at least she looked quite better.
“So you
you are back; I didn’t think I would be seeing you at all anytime soon,” she commented.
“Trust me, I do not want to be here either, but I needed to talk to you about Thane.”
“And why do you think I would care for such conversation?” she asks, her voice blank, just like her eyes.
“Maybe because I would have left you to die but I didn’t, this one thing I ask of you, and I hope you would try to be less of a bitch and listen to me.”
She was silent for a few seconds before she finally spoke up. “The changes Ltold you about, it had started right?” She asked with a wide smile.
“You always knew, didn’t you?.”
“Of course I did; I had tried to warn you, but did you listen?” she questioned.
“Is there any way I could help him?”
“Any way ‘you‘ could help him?” She repeated mockingly, “No, there is literally nothing you can do, but perhaps I can give you some advice if you are willing to take it.”
“I am all ears.”
“Leave him,” she said to me. “He is more dangerous than you can ever fathom; you would never be safe. But of course you won’t leave him, no, I can see it in your eyes, the defiance; you would rather let him kill you and live through the guilt of his actions, but I cannot judge you for making such a selfish decision. I would have done the same.”
“I just can’t leave him. He is my family now, and he needs me more than he has ever done before.”
“No. That’s where you are wrong; Thane never needed anybody; he never did, and he never will. He picked you because you caught his attention; he likes you, but he never did need you.”
“And how would you know that?” I snapped.
“I know that just as much as you do,” she says, as if reading some inner parts of me. I hated it.
“What exactly is wrong with him? What is the cause of all the… aggressiveness?”
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“Nothing is wrong with him; the time has come for a part of him to come to the light, a part you might not like very much. You asked earlier what I hid from you; I could have told you, but I wanted you to have a taste of how volatile he could be, only then would I reveal the truth to you. I always knew that Thane was different, and I had been right. I overheard Caleb and Nyaos
conversation. They had planned to attack this pack, but they were… tentative.
You see, the elders were once seen as the highest hierarchy in the werewolf world; they outranked even the Moon–Chosen King. In a way the king was nothing but the puppet. While the king always remained a symbol of power to all, the elders worked behind the scenes, they were the ones pulling the strings, but then there was a new King and he wouldn’t let the elders take control, he changed the system of things. He was different, just as Thane is different. He was of a different breed of wolves, Lycans, they were called, and he was the last of his kind. This discovery threatened the elders, so they had planned to assassinate him.
He had died a young king, but he had brought down many of my own with him. It should have all ended with him, but it clearly didn’t. Many hundred years later, a new king emerges, Thane Blackwood. He reminds me so much of the deceased young king, but Thane was clever enough to end the circle of elders.
It should be impossible for Thane to inherit a gene that had skipped so many lineages, but yet…yet here he is, a living proof, a miracle.”
“Are you trying to say Thane is a…
“Lycan. Yes, The Last Lycan Wolf.”
