Chapter 155
Conrad POV
The last two weeks went past in a blur. As soon as Liam told me there was some hope, my mind went into overdrive. I still trusted no one in the house. There was still a traitor here, so I had to work this out on my own.
If they had a massive stronghold, I would need my men, but which men would I need? Could I trust any of them not to literally shoot me in the back? I would have to position them in the line of fire in front of me, so if they did turn, I could kill them first.
I also couldn’t tell any of them my plan in case they alerted the enemy. I needed to come up with a good excuse to get a team away from the pack.
I decided the best plan was to get one of the military cots and sleep in my office. That way I could work in peace, and the door locked so no one could get in.
When I’m not in my office, I’m in the gym. I have been training every spare second and put on about 10lbs of muscle. My Lycan scent and hearing have been improving over the past month, but I have been struggling with the full strength and speed. What I have currently will have to do.
Tonight is the night of the true full moon, and I have everything I need. If this works. I will be leaving first thing in the morning.
I signal the start of the pack run, and everyone shifts. It hasn’t been as energetic since our Luna Queen was taken. All the wolves can feel her void as well, and haven’t taken it well. Most just howl and pace around.
Jace runs for a bit, but we eventually need to go to the Lake. We need to collect water from a natural source. As soon as I see it, Jace starts remembering the first time her saw her in the water. How gorgeous she looks, and how strong she was.
er in the How he fell in love with her that night.
We both need to be strong and clear–minded for this. We gather the water in a water bottle and carry it back to the nighttime garden. If it is the Moon Goddess blessing I need, then she is definitely stronger there.
When I get to the entrance, I see Valen waiting for me.
“I told you. I’m doing this alone“.
Valen mind–links in response. “I know. Due to the hedges, there is one way in and one way out. I want to guard this entrance to make sure no one interrupts you. I know you need to do this alone, but I still want to do my part to bring her home“.
A small smile crosses my lips, and I quickly control myself. I can’t trust anyone until I have her back.
I check the entire garden and make sure no one is here with me. I check my watch and it is nearly midnight. The time the moon is highest and reflecting in the water feature.
I pull out everything that I hid here earlier. A moon urn, a compass, a dagger, and the essence.
I put the compass in the urn and slice my hand with the dagger. I let the blood flow freely until Jace heals it up. Think he let it go for a bit more than usual to make sure there was enough in the urn. I pour in the water until it reaches close to the rim and finally add one drop of essence into the mixture. It’s strange seeing it in the water. The glow spirals through
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the water until it disappears completely.
Apparently, what is meant to happen is that the object will react to the pull of the mate bond. So the compass
theoretically should follow the mate bond pull and not the magnetic pull of the Earth. Apparently, in the past, werewolves would have had the ends of sticks blessed. They would throw them, and one end of the stick would point in the direction to follow. And humans just thought we liked sticks. Honestly.
I step into the waist–deep water until I am fully in the Goddess’s reflection and hold the urn to my chest. Now for the hard part. Asking if I am worthy of the blessing. If she agrees, she will grant it.
I completely freeze up. How do I ask something like that? What would I even say?
My desperation seems to rise through my body as if the water from the pond is seeping into my soul. I can’t stop the rising flood as it reaches my eyes, and the tears flow freely since the day she was taken.
“I can’t ask you to give me this blessing because I’m worthy, because I know I’m not. I have never been worthy of her. If I could go back, I would do everything differently. I would have marked her as soon as she wanted me to, and not when others let me. If I had known she was out there, I would have sought her out rather than letting her suffer. I know I will never be worthy of her, but I need to find her. I need her to complete me. The pack needs her for guidance. All of us need her back. All I can offer you is the promise that I will love her till my dying breath and will try and prove I am worthy of her right up until that moment I cease to exist“.
A tear falls from my cheek into the urn, and a soft glow starts to form around it. I watch as it spreads to the compass and seems to sink right into the contraption. The compass starts to glow very faintly, and then everything goes dark.
I hold my breath. That was definitely something, but was it what I needed?
My hands are shaking as I pull out the compass and look at it. I know where north is on my lands, and the compass is still pointing that way.
Did it not work, or is that where she is being held?
