Hiding
Hiding
Serafine POV
I’ve not seen anyone except Helena and the Healer in over four months. I don’t leave the library anymore, either. Well, that’s a lie. I do. I go out the back door into the forest to see the Hound and Raven. They often come back to the library with me, but they are not meant to be locked inside.
Though I’ve not done that in days.
The Hound hasn’t left for three days. Helena seems to think that’s because it senses I‘ m about to have the baby. I hope not. I still need time to come to terms with this.
I’m not sure what I’m expecting, or if I’m expecting anything. All I know is that things feel different. The Healer hasn’t told me much. Part of me thinks this baby will come out with something that tells the world who they are. They could also just look like a baby as well.
My hand rubs around my stomach in a slow motion. I don’t move, though. The Hound is wrapped around me, its stout pressed against my stomach.
“The baby is coming soon,” The Raven says, and I sigh.
“I know, Helena said that’s why the Silvermane Hound is so close.”
I still can’t believe that it’s been nearly nine months. Every day, I relaxed more and more, convinced that Xander isn’t looking for me. Every day, I let myself believe I’m free. Then, there’s also the worry. Every day, I worry that this baby won’t go unnoticed. I worry that someone here, despite their disapproval of the werewolf laws and world, would use the baby to their own gain.
The Healer has still not told me much, all I know is the baby is different and it’s important to keep them safe. The fact that the Guardians would follow the babies commands is dangerous.
If anyone takes the baby, they can raise them in a way to use Guardians to destroy everything. It makes me wonder why me, and the baby have the ability? Surely it would have been safer and better to leave things as they were?
“I found something!” Helena calls out and comes rushing in with a small book. It’s the size of her hand, no bigger.
“Another journal?” I ask. The one I have hasn’t got the answers, and it doesn’t have the answers. Maybe it does but it’s unwilling to say yet?
“Not like yours, I can read this one” She sits down. “It’s from a Luna, who lived during the time of a Veyrathi.”
Successfully unlocked!
That is important. “What does it say?” I ask, Moving, I push to sit up more, and the
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Silvermane Hound moves with me.
“Well, I’ve not read much. When I realised it talks of the Veyrathi and Threadborn, I closed it.” She holds it out to me..“Something to do, considering you’re barely able to move around right now.”
Smiling I take it from her. “Thank you Helena,” I whisper.
“You’re welcome, I hope that it can give you answers.” She leaves and I open it, scanning through until it sounds like the Threadborn are mentioned.
“Let us hear,” the Raven says.
“I could sense her from across the pack, she wasn’t just a wolf. She walked in broken, looking for a new home. Most people welcomed her, saw her as a wolf nothing more. Few felt the difference that lingered around her.”
Well, it doesn’t exactly say she’s Veyrathi or Threadborn. I scan read that page and the next, it says nothing really, just how she felt the difference in her. I skip a few pages and begin to read again.
“Rosaline is unique, the few times we’ve spoken I felt her energy, and now, it’s clear she‘ s pregnant despite her attempts to hide her stomach.”
My own stomach drops at that. I want to skip through to where the baby is born to see what is said, but I don’t. I begin reading the journal out loud. It becomes evident the person who wrote this journal was close to the Veyrathi, in a way like Helena is for me.
They ran a library as well. Is that just a coincidence? Or is there something about those who look after libraries been the ones to watch us and help us? those who look after libraries been the on
I fall asleep holding the book while reading. It’s been happening often. Me just doing something like reading and falling asleep.
Waking, I’m lying down on the bed instead of sitting up. The Silvermane Hound lies with his head against my stomach.
As weird as it is to have this connection with the Guardian’s it’s also nice. It’s given me an insight into Xander’s pack as well. I feel them, a few times I’ve woken in pain, and the Hollowfang Raven has mentioned there was attacks on the pack.
That worries me. Despite how Xander was with me, I don’t want him hurt.
It is nice though, been connected to them is like I’m not alone. Sure I can still feel that pull and bond to Xander, but it’s muted because of the distance.
The quiet knock has me sitting up, and I see the Healer walk in. I did ask her name, multiple times. To which she said, The Healer. I wanted to know who the woman is who has helped me throughout this pregnancy but she isn’t willing to say and from what Helena said, she doesn’t know her name either.
“The magic will be wearing off,” she whispers.
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I know what that means. She’s been suppressing my heat, and my wolf has been fine with it. She’s accepted it. During the True Moon, it helped; it kept the ritual at bay. I know it wasn’t meant to be possible, but she’s a good Healer.
“The Calling, ensure you stay inside. That is one thing I can’t control.”
I nod at her and smile, and watch as she does the spell. I expected to feel Xander’s pleasure, like I had before but I haven’t. It makes me constantly question, what is he doing? How is he getting past the natural things?
He still needs to mate and knot, but he hasn’t, which is strange. After doing the spell she leaves and I pick up the new journal and begin to read it again.
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