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“I don’t feel well, Killian. I would leave first,”
I said, and before Killian insisted he came along with me, Valerie decided she would leave with me.
I left the Council’s castle with Valerie, after bidding my brothers goodbye. We were riding side by side on our horses back to the Pack when Valerie broke the silence between us.
“Alright, tell me. What are you thinking about?”
she asked, keeping her face up ahead the route we had taken.
“Amelie’s visions,”
I paused. “The Shota’s magic,”
I added as Valerie listened quietly without uttering a word. “I don’t know why, but I feel on the edge.”
“You do not trust the certainty of Amelie’s visions?”
She asked.
“No,”
I replied sharply. It wasn’t that. It was precisely the opposite. I sighed, looking her way. “If truly Shota’s magic roams free, it means I failed to keep that darkness from ever finding a vessel. And I’m responsible for that. What if Vladimir’s the vessel? You have no idea how dangerous that is. I’ve seen what will happen if Shota’s magic is ultimately set free. Everyone is going to die, Val, if again we fail to stop it.”
She stopped walking, turning to me. “What do you mean you’ve seen it?”
“I do have dreams, Val. It started when Vladimir took me. It took me a while before I realized they were visions. Chaos, war, and deaths,”
I explained honestly.
“You have the gift of foresight, like Amelie,”
she moved closer. “Tell me of what you’ve seen since the Blood moon.”
“Nothing,”
I came again. “Absolutely nothing,”
I replied weakly, feeling the painstaking ache against my skull. “I haven’t had them since the Blood moon.”
“That’s unlikely.”
“I know,”
I said, nodding. “The more reason I need to help Zeriyah find out if this magic is truly free, and who exactly is harboring it.”
“I agree. And I swear, I will help as well, but I do agree with Killian too. You need good rest, Naomi. I may not be able to see, but I can feel it. You are exhausted, Naomi,”
she took my hand. “Holy goddess, Naomi, your body is so cold.”
“Alright,”
I whispered more to myself, as we approached the warrior waiting for us with the horses. I also do agree, I needed some rest too. These past few days were taking a toll on me, and now more than ever, I needed to be at my full capacity to help the Council find out the vessel harboring Shota’s magic. Hopefully, this time we will be able to stop it.
Naomi’s point of view
I was covered with sweat and breathing heavily by the time I was done training with the young warriors who were in their first year of shifting. We had begun training every young male and female so they would be able to protect themselves if the time ever came. Every pack, coven, and kingdom in North Central and those that survived from other regions had begun extensive training for the war that was almost upon us. We had no idea when Vladimir was going to strike, but his silence so far only meant one thing. He was rebuilding his army, and we had to be ready.
I walked through the castle doors and hurried quickly to the kitchen to get some water. Ria was there as well, having her meal in her training clothes, and she was also part of the training. My eyes scanned around, and there was no sign of Brielle. “Where’s Brielle?”
I asked, settling on the seat next to Ria.
A short smile found Ria’s lips. “Somewhere around, I guess. Probably venting her frustration out or sulking,”
she said, stifling a laugh.
I couldn’t help but smile. Brielle has been in the worst mood since a few days ago when Killian changed the duties of some of the warriors and reassigned them to other tasks. Unfortunately, Brielle was one of them. She was taken off the field and assigned to Castle, and would most likely not join the war. That didn’t sit well with the female Beta, but Killian did it for her and Allen, especially for their pup that was almost on its way. Brielle was already ten weeks gone, and since wolves’ pregnancy was far different from that of humans, she had three more weeks left.
I took one more sip from my water before jumping down from my seat. It was almost noon, and I had to be at the Council’s castle. I left Ria to finish up her meal and sauntered to Killian and my chamber.
As soon as I entered, I stripped and showered quickly. It’s been almost a week since Zeriyah, Valerie and a few witches left North Central to retrieve the ancient witch, Shota’s bones for the ritual, and as they were yet to return, the Council had also begun training their army and strategizing for the coming war. Killian and my brothers were part of the teams of Alphas, helping the Council, while I was helping Cora in recreating the spell we would need for Shota’s bones when Zeriyah, Valerie and the witches returned. I went to the clothing rack and pulled out a pair of brown leather pants, and its matching leather vest to wear. I fastened my boots and tied my long brown hair in a ponytail, ignoring the painstaking ache against my skull. It had been constant the last few days, and the strange weakness I experienced was getting worse. Valerie had begun to figure out why my dreams had suddenly stopped before she went on this trip with the witches, but so far, there was no plausible reason.
I left the castle and got on my horse, heading to the Council’s castle. I was there in no time, alighting from my horse. I handed the reins over to a warrior who took it away.
From a distance away, I could hear the loud growls coming from the large training field where the warriors were training. I ambled to the castle, taking the hallways that led to Cora’s spell room. On my way, I met with Jaskier, he was at the witches’ spell room. He and some witches had joined the Council’s coven.
At the end of the hallway was Cora’s spell room. I pulled it gently, using my magic and found Cora at the end of the room, she was busy browsing through her grimoire. Cora was one of the Elder witches in the Council, and she was a weaver as well. Calmly, she lifted her head to the door as I walked in, and a small smile lit her face. “You are here.”
I let out a small smile, nodding as my eyes caught the pile of ingredients that were stationed on the table next to hers.
“What’s all these?”
I asked, running my fingers through them.
She closed her grimoire, pulling up from her seat. “I was working on a new spell, but that’s aside,”
With a wave of her fingers, she bundled them into a bag, and tossed it aside.
“Any word from Zeriyah?”
I queried, meeting Cora’s deep ashen eyes as she shook her head. I sighed. “They haven’t found Shota’s remains yet?”
I asked again.
“Not yet. But don’t worry, they will. The old Council did everything in its power to hide Shota’s remains. Even though the witch is dead, her remains still held dark magic. So, to ensure it doesn’t wind up in the wrong hands, it was hidden, and everything about her or that darkness was erased from history. But they did ensure we had a way of finding it,”
she explained, as I settled into one of the chairs.
“I hope everything turns out well,”
I said, and Cora settled into the chair opposite mine, her deep gaze regarding me.
“Hope is all we have now, Naomi,”
she bit out carefully. “And more than ever, I am more hopeful now that you are here with us,”
she added, and my brows crippled in confusion.
“Why do you say that?”
I couldn’t stop myself from asking.
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