Chapter 139
Willow POV
It’s late at night. The sun set hours ago, but since Lewana went missing, since she was taken, I knew I would sleep tonight. Conrad had given me a month to find something, anything, about fated months and blessed wolves, and now I had to look up a legacy prophecy.
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I had found nothing helpful. Nothing useful. With all the data I had, it was on the tip of my tongue. I had all the pieces to a puzzle, but still couldn’t see the picture. It was infuriating.
Prince Eli had started helping me in the library. It was helpful having another being who could translate languages. Especially Latin. His mum taught him as she was alive when it was spoken.
What I could do without was his constant criticism. “Your order to this makes no sense. It would have been better to skim
a lot of this and then focus on the details later“.
How dare he question my methods and skills? “If you do that, you just end up doing twice the work, as you have to read everything twice. It’s better to do it right the first time so you don’t miss anything“.
He tries to argue logically with me. “What if the answer is in the next book and you’re wasting your time reading the
current one?“.
I snap back at him. “What if the answer is the book I’m reading, and because I skim it, I miss it?“.
He starts laughing at me, shakes his head, and goes back to reading the book he had. Insufferable jerk.
The hours toll by, and before long, it’s midnight. Lewana has officially been a captive for 24 hours, and we were no closer to finding her. I know she is strong and a survivor, but the thoughts of what they were doing to her were keeping me awake, as I was terrified of nightmares I might have.
I started silently crying while trying to focus on my book. The sounds of my tears hitting pages seemed to echo, and Prince Eli looked up.
He looks concerned and walks over to me. He gently lifts my chin to look into my eyes and wipes the tears away. I could see he was scared to. He was charged with protecting the blessed light, and he failed to do so.
We both look up when we hear a howl coming from outside. It echoes around the territory and seems to last for longer than normal. I don’t need to be a wolf to know that is Conrad howling for his mate to come back.
I can’t take it anymore. I wrap my arms around Prince Eli and gently whimper into his thick woolen jumper. I know I need to be strong for my best friend, but I’m struggling. Prince Eli just rubs my back as I think he needs the comfort too.
I have the curtains drawn as it is easier to focus with artificial light, but the damn curtains are not closing properly. A stream of moonlight is entering the room and throwing me off as it is distracting.
I mutter under my breath, “Damn curtains“, and walk over to shut them. As I let go of Prince Eli to walk over, he grabs me by the arms, holding me back.
In barely a whisper, he mutters, “a moon–ray“.
I’m just getting angry at this point. “A what“.
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Chapter 139
“The Phoenix’s God is Helios. He is literally the sun, and when he wants to send a message, he sends a sun–ray. It’s like a laser pointing to something as a hint. I’m guessing the Moon Goddess can do it too. I mean, they are siblings“.
“What the hell are you on about? It’s just the curtains that aren’t shut properly“.
He turns and raises an eyebrow as a challenge to my statement. “And I’m just an ordinary man. Not a magical firebird in a
house of werewolves“.
He does have a point. I wave my arm at him to lead the way, as I am not taking responsibility for following the light
instead of logic.
He carefully moves around the room, making sure he doesn’t block the stream of light, which leads him to a large trunk on the floor. He opens it slowly, and the light shines directly on a small locked box. As soon as Prince Eli touches the box, the light vanishes.
“Whoa“. I just stand there stunned. I honestly don’t believe in any form of religion, as people tend to believe things with faith and not science. I thought all these creatures were just different evolutions or breeds of humans that have been hidden, as they can shift. But that.
Prince Eli lifts the little box out and places it on the table. “Where did you get that trunk?“.
“Alpha Leroy. I brought down all the Northern records when he upset Conrad. They only had 15 boxes of stuff. I honestly didn’t look at that one as it is clearly less than 100 years old and I need to look at, at least 500 years ago“.
Prince Eli pulls out a blade to force the box open, which would damage it in the process.
“WAIT“.
He sighs exasperated. “We need what is in the box, Willow. Not the box“.
“Then at least let me pick the box lock. Your method of brute force might damage what’s inside“.
I mutter under my breath, “Idiot“, but he smiles, so I think he might have heard me.
I pick the lock with ease, and we both start going through the contents carefully. These are all handwritten journals from 27 years ago, judging by the date.
Everything is here. Every puzzle piece we were missing. Explanation of the data I had collected that didn’t make sense. The curse. Fated mates. Blessed wolves. What Lewana is and, more importantly, the legacy prophecy.
I started to hear footsteps and realised it was the maids coming to work. It’s 6am. We worked through the night, but we had everything.
I run through the hallway yelling. “LIAM, CONRAD“.
Both come out of the kitchen looking startled.
“I need you in the library now. I know everything. Get Alpha Leroy to“.
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