Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
It has been two months since I was sent back home.
I wrote to Gorn and asked to be permitted the chance to study the chamber and the power that was emanating from it.
The only reply I received was that Luna Irina has taken ill and it is not the time to worry about studying.]
The next several pages contained sketches of the tree again and again, with notes asking questions about the details of the tree.
[May 21, 19XX
I had given up hope that I would be permitted to study the tree. But I received word from Gorn today. He has invited me back to continue my research.]
Selene skimmed the next few pages. More sketches of the details of the tree, questions about what kind of crystals they were, and how the lilies could grow so far inside the earth.
He collected samples and ran tests. He finally confirmed what Selene had already known, the tree, the chamber, was fae in origin. It took several more entries before he realized it was a mound, a burial site.
Other entries talked about concerns that Gorn was hiding something, looking for something. Naturally, Selene was curious about these entries. But then she noticed the end of a small sticky tab on one of the pages.
It was still far from where she was reading in the journal, but she knew Clara had read something she called ‘life-altering.’ And while the information about the fae mound in Spring was interesting, it was hardly life-altering.
Curiosity got the better of her.
Selene opened the journal to the marked page. Reading the date, she was surprised to see that it was from only a few months before Alpha Cain died.
[June 21, 20XX
My fears were confirmed today. Even now, I keep glancing back at my screen, hoping I was wrong. I have run the test ten times, with the same result each time. The genetic markers are there, they are faint, but they are there.
The werewolves and the fae are one and the same.]
Selene stared with eyes wide. She read the sentence again and again.
[The werewolves and the fae are one and the same.]
What did this mean?
[The werewolves and the fae are one and the same.]
The only thing that she could think of, the only meaning that would be proven through scientific testing, with factual results to question and ponder…
It wasn’t possible.
Selene set the journal down on the table. She stood, keeping her eyes on it as though it would move or attack her at any moment.
She swallowed and then moved away from the couch, pacing the room back and forth.
“It’s not possible….” She whispered aloud. “No… there’s some mistake….”
Looking back at the journal, she wondered if she should go back and read the pages leading to that entry. Maybe there was a better explanation. Perhaps it meant something else.
She licked her lips and pulled out her phone, dialing the contact immediately.
“Hello?”
“Come to my room, now. We need to talk.”
***
Clara approached the room with caution.
She had never been personally scared of Selene, they were friends, and Selene had only ever shown her kindness. But her voice, the urgency. Clara wondered if she had done something to upset the incredibly powerful and generally feared Luna.
She swallowed her nerves and raised her hand to knock on the door, but it swung open before she had the chance.
“Oh! Hi! I was just about to– Whoa!” Clara shouted as Selene grabbed her hand and yanked her unceremoniously into the room, closing the door behind her.
“What is this?” Selene demanded, pointing toward the sitting area.
“Uhm… a couch?”
Selene sighed, walking past Clara to stand beside the coffee table and then pointed down to the journal sitting where she had left it.
“OH!” Clara quickly replied, hurrying over. “You finally read it? How far? What entry did you get to? Did you read IT?”
Selene clenched her jaw.
“It’s not true… it can’t be, right?” she said.
“You did read IT….” Clara said quietly as she bit her lower lip.
Clara took a deep breath and tried to find the words she wanted to say. She had rushed to get this journal into Selene’s hands, but the truth was, she didn’t exactly know what to do with the information afterward.
“Honestly… I don’t know,” Clara replied. “Alpha Cain wasn’t specific about the tests he ran or where he got his samples from.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, yea, there are all kinds of genetic bits and bobbles within us that we haven’t identified yet, but in order to compare ours to that of the fae, we would need samples from them too.”
“Then there’s no way he could know this?” Selene asked with a bit of hope.
“I didn’t say that,” Clara sighed. “I’m saying I can’t confirm or deny it. Because I don’t have any way of running the test to check the results.”
“But how could he have even run a test, to begin with? As far as I know, before the attack on Winter, there hadn’t been any fae reported for centuries.”
“Well, that’s not entirely true,” Clara said. “There have been reports randomly throughout history. But most were checked out, and nothing was found. But you read the journal. So you should know that already.”
“Well, I read some, but then I skipped forward when I saw your sticky tab,” Selene replied.
Clara sighed.
“Never skip ahead; if you do, go back and read the material!”
Selene rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
“The last full entry I read was about Gorn inviting Cain back to finish studying in the fae mound. Then I skimmed a few entries about what he was studying from the chamber,” she said, thinking over what she remembered. “Oh, there was something that sounded interesting. Cain seemed to be feeling suspicious that Gorn was hiding something. That was when I found your sticky note. So, what did I miss?”
Clara pursed her lips and raised her eyebrow.
“What did you miss?” she asked sarcastically. “Well, let’s see. You missed Gorn kicking Cain back out of the fae mound after Cain tried taking samples of the tree.
“Then there was a two-year silence, he made a few entries about his thoughts and theories on what the power could be, but it didn’t lead anywhere.
“Then Gorn brought Tomas in without any scientific knowledge or know-how. Of course, that was when there were reports of active fae in between the territories, so he used that excuse to–”
“What?” Selene asked with surprise and confusion. “What are you talking about? Something like that I would have heard about.”
Clara shook her head.
“Nope, because according to the journal, your dad refused to believe it and didn’t want to investigate.”
“Bullshit!” Selene growled, as did the others that whispered in her mind. “My dad made many mistakes, but he never would have ignored a threat from the fae!”
“I’m not saying he did!” Clara cried back, raising her hands in the air submissively as she saw faint white light around Selene’s eyes. “That was what Cain was told. And he didn’t believe it either, but he was too curious and concerned to worry about it.”
“So, did he find them?” Selene asked, attempting to reign in her anger.
“Not exactly,” Clara continued. “Gorn and Tomas volunteered to hunt the fae, and Cain was asked to research. Gorn wanted him to dig into the history books and investigate the mounds for any others that might contain that power source. That is when things started to feel really hinky for Cain.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, up until that point, Gorn hadn’t really directed Cain to do anything specific besides asking, ‘hey, there’s this buzzing in my backyard. Can you figure out what it is?’. But suddenly, he wanted Cain to track the power, to find ways to use it or capture it.”
“That doesn’t seem good,” Selene said, taking a seat on the couch.
“Not at all,” Clara said. “Cain was working with them, but he never quite trusted them, especially when the Spring Luna attacked him at the entrance to the cave.”
“Wait, she attacked him?” Selene said. She picked up the journal, turning back the pages to when Irina was mentioned. “I didn’t see that. He said she was upset and wanted to leave the cave but not that he attacked her.”
Clara smiled and took the journal from Selene, turning the pages forward.
“That’s because you didn’t read far enough.”
Clara handed the book back, pointing to a particular page. Selene took the book and read the entry.
[ September 22, 19XX
I knew it was a risk to try and enter the cave when Gorn had already told me to leave it alone. Still, I was surprised when Irina shouted at me to leave. I tried to reason with her, to ask for just a few samples from the tree.
She attacked me. Luckily it was only a few minor injuries, nothing Fiona needs to know about. I don’t particularly want to be the reason for a war to break out between the packs.
Still, it was strange. Irina has always been a very rational person. However, she has changed since the day we discovered the chamber. Her behavior has become erratic and frightened. I wonder if the power source has somehow affected her mind.
I will try once more to convince Gorn to allow me to study the tree. I just know that it holds the answers we need.]
Selene took a breath.
“Yep,” Clara said. “There are a couple more where he mentions her, but she basically disappeared from the world after that. Gorn kept telling everyone that she was sick and resting. Cain asked to see her a few times, but it did not go well. Then Gorn started getting squidgy.”
“Squidgy?” Selene asked.
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