Chapter 94: Final Decisions

AARON. 'Did she agree?" Luna asked after I had put Helena to bed. She slept off faster than I anticipated, but I pegged it on the fact that she was human. Werewolves tend to crash out after such a meal, but I had gotten so used to it that the intoxicating effects didn't really work on me anymore. Luna on the other hand….well let's just say she's stronger. Not. 'Yeah, she did. So what's next?" I replied, sitting on the couch. Even Tyrus had passed out. Good news is, when the both of them wake up, they'll be feeling better than they've probably felt in a long, long time. 'Next, we plan when to leave. Knowing those old geezers, they'd probably just give you a week to return. So we'll return when they think you're still being stubborn." She said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. 'That's actually pretty smart." Strike when they least expect. Except we weren't striking. We would appear civil, and I would look remorseful. 'What excuse would I lay at them when they begin questioning?" Questioning was an ancient art in werewolf lands that usually involved asking the offender a series of questions in public. If you're found lying about any of the questions, you'd be whipped mercilessly and tainted with wolfsbane for an entire day. It was the ultimate punishment, and I dreaded it. 'You wanna lie?" She raised her brows at me. 'Do I have a choice?" I retorted, shrugging. 'I can't say I refused to go back because of Helena. Besides I never believed the alpha shit, and now it's real. So I have to deal with it." I laid back on the couch, exhaling. I wasn't the only one who ate too much meat. 'It's absurd. We would have been related." She laughed, and remembered how the hierarchy went. First, it was Alpha Theodore, then my dad, Alpha Blackwood, and now, it'll be me, Alpha Aaron. Luna was Theodore's mate, and she was right. The only difference was, Luna was from an enemy pack, and at the time Theodore found her, we were at war with them. Eventually, with Luna in his possession, he was able to bring peace to the two kingdoms. I wondered if I could do that with humans. It'd be incredibly difficult, but not impossible. 'If we ended up related, you'd still treat me like a kid. Even if I was older." 'But you're not. And I'd treat you worse. I try to overlook some chances because we're not blood siblings. Otherwise…" her voice trailed off, leaving the impact of her words in the air. 'We need to go prepared. I'll have some potions ready. Do you think you can control your transformations?" She asked, leaning forward. 'Of course I can. I always do." 'Since you became an Alpha?" Ah, now that, I couldn't tell. Morphing as an Alpha felt relatively normal, except for the increase in heart rate and my senses, including my strength and reflexes. I remember I always heard one particular name when I was about killing a victim, but I never brought it up because I usually forgot. Nowadays the voice has become more and more prominent. Like it was trying to tell me something. I heard it almost everywhere I went, and sometimes I felt like Luna could hear it too. It was just a name, Magnus. I had never heard that name throughout the history of Lunaville, and that's probably why it made no sense to me. 'I have control over my shifts even now, Luna. How do you think I was able to save you?" I asked, and began to tidy up the mess she made. It was simple beef and sauce. Why all this mess? I groaned, and got to work. 'You don't have to rub it in my face. Yes, you saved me. And I appreciate that." Her tone carried something….an emotion hidden so far away from the outside world. I kept mute, relishing in the silence for a little while longer. 'I just wanna be appreciated for my own deeds. Not someone else's." She muttered, staring into space. I tried to tell her about the whole Magnus situation, to see if it'd help her get her mind off whatever insecurities she had. 'Why did you wait until now to tell me something like this? This is huge! You're such an ass." She stomped on my feet, and I winced in pain. Slightly. 'You think it's easy to remember your thoughts when you've morphed?" I growled back, and she bared her teeth. 'Don't come at me, pretty boy." She swiped her claws lightly across my face. 'You're a bully. My inner wolf reacts sometimes." I said, walking into the kitchen. It was the major reason though, I had nothing against Luna. If most of her actions were up to me, I wouldn't even react at all. But that little fella inside had more control. Sorta. 'You're meant to have control over him too." She swayed, her dress fanning in the wind. Like it was that easy. 'Otherwise, you won't pass the test." 'Test?" She exhaled. ' A lot of Alphas are subjected to some sort of test or the other. It's just to prove their worthiness. It's not something you'd have to stress yourself too much on." As if I hadn't already started doing that already. I'd get through this. I just had to. CALEB. 'You had one job to do Caleb. One." Yes, and I didn't have the right information. I'd been at Uncle Kelly's house for two days since after the incident with Dr. Flora and Kyle. He summoned me almost immediately, and welcomed me by throwing me into the dungeons underneath his mansion. The dungeons were kept properly, in the sense that they were inhabitable, so I didn't complain much. My lack of freedom and good food was the catch. 'I'm sorry." I muttered for the umpteenth time. Uncle Kelly always took his deals seriously because one way or the other they would benefit him. But this time, I still couldn't tell what was in it for him. The scroll was a magical artifact, something only used by those who can sense its aura. As Marcus said, you'd have to be highly skilled to find it. Sometimes the scroll chooses who it wants. Uncle Kelly circled me where I sat, hands bound behind my back, and a few cuts on the side of my face. My cheeks were swollen from the constant torture, and I could barely feel my limbs. He gave me those injuries, claiming that they were the repercussions of my nonchalance. I gritted my teeth in pain. Kyle suffered. Brielle suffered. I suffered. All because of one stupid scroll that I didn't understand. Why did I take this stupid job in the first place? Right now, I don't feel remorse. All I felt was hatred and annoyance, wrapped in a warm blanket of revenge.