Priscilla always longed for the moments when she could meet Layan even if it came down to one, and a second, now. But maybe this time it wasn't like that. Her head hurt to the point of wanting to split in two pieces, the voices inside her instead of diminishing over time what they did was increase one after another including the albino wolf in front of her without being able to identify what she was saying, so that being able to read minds was not something that was within her reach.
Likewise he didn't like the way she was looking at the wolf, his wolf. She turned her head over her shoulder and instead of running to Layan as she herself expected to do she just stood in place, though inside she wanted to jump into his arms.
-Shiraina, you can't leave like this, we're not in my pack,- he scolded her, though his voice was not demanding, it was more soft and gentle.
A jealousy stroke attacked the younger girl and she focused on the she-wolf, pressing her lips together. She was truly beautiful and perfect and completely different from her. And what worried her the most, the she-wolf seemed to be in a good stage of fertility, young and strong and yes....
-Hello princess- instead the greeting the alpha gave Priscilla was quite dry, and keeping at a safe distance. He had used the title and nickname by which everyone called her except for those closest to her who used her name or affectionate diminutives.
The cub's chest tightened and she restrained herself from saying something inappropriate.
-Why do you treat me like this,- she blurted out without giving it much thought, -I didn't do anything to you, I don't bite either so you can keep your distance from me.
Layan's expression was complicated.
-I just greeted you like everyone else.
A chuckle broke out between them.
-Layan, anyone who knew you would say you were afraid of this puppy,- he tried to put his hand on her head but she backed up a step away from his touch. The albino she-wolf seemed to pay no attention to the rejection.
-That's the problem. You don't know me.
-Don't be like that, you'll scare her, and well, who are you,- the she-wolf insisted with a pleasant smile that would make anyone bow but not Pris, her mother's was cuter.
-Priscilla-
-Priscilla, as the daughter of the alpha Hades,- she looked surprised.
-I am the daughter of Hades.
This time her red eyes widened in two.
-It's true, now that you say it, if we remove your face, you are the spitting image of him. You are really pretty.
-You too,- answered the she-wolf sincerely.
Shiraina smiled even more, revealing two eyes on her cheeks.
-I get that a lot, but coming from someone like you it's quite a compliment. I'm Shiraina, it's still a secret but I'll be the queen of the iron pack in a few hours and even if I'm busy, I hope we'll get along well.
-Shiraina, let's go- Layan had her arms crossed in front of her chest sighing, the she-wolf was too sociable for some things but stupid he who thought she was naive.
She was an albino wolf, the most deceptive of her kind. You could never go by how they appeared, they always had a mask that hid their thoughts. That had been Layan's job in the years she had been together with him after being selected from all the members of the destroyed pack. He had kept her under critical eye during the training to be queen having excellent results. Shiraina was someone you had to think twice to play with, you always had to lose.
-You, you're good,- said Priscilla suddenly and she blinked, Layan narrowed his eyes as if he had read her thoughts. For her part Priscilla had only said it for the sake of saying it, the she-wolf didn't have an ounce of evil in her and if he was going to be queen, someone like that would do the pack good.
At that the door opened with a dull thud. Nicholas was surprised to find so many people at the door of his room and stopped rubbing his eyes. He didn't find Priscilla when he woke up and knowing that the Council would be meeting it was better to have her under supervision, besides before sleeping his sister wasn't in her best condition. He now had three wolves and of them one he didn't know.
He looked at the she-wolf in front of him and was speechless. There were very few words that could describe her, but one of her was breathtaking. He took a deep breath and made a nod of his head towards Layan by way of greeting so that the reaction in him would not be noticed. Shiraina just smiled and winked at him as she caught him looking at him again.
Shiraina,- Layan called her again, -You're the only one missing for the meeting.
-Okay I'm coming, see you again Priscilla, you're a sweetheart. I would love to be your friend- she said goodbye to the girl and kept the visual connection with the other wolf for a second.
Layan was the first to turn around before giving Priscila one last up and down glance and retreating. The wolf growled albino with a somewhat childish grin and ran up to him latching onto his arm with a grin and leaning her full weight on him.
They seemed so... intimate. Priscilla stood still in the hallway until they were lost. The atmosphere between the two of them was similar to when her parents were fooling around together or rather, her father trying to convince his ma to grope her.
He put his hand to his chest and squeezed. What upset him the most was that at least the she-wolf's voice was in his head but he couldn't even hear Layan's voice. Perhaps even that he wasn't going to get. She bit her lip to the point that it almost hurt and bled. She had never wanted anything, and that wasn't going to be taken away from her so easily. So Layan could go get ready, he was her wolf, and no one would take that away from her. Maybe the two of them couldn't be friends if what she thought was true.
-Pris, is something wrong, are you feeling better,- Nicolas ran his hand over her head, caressing her.
She nodded and hugged him, at least that way the symptoms in her mind would subside but not enough.
Layan knew that the she-wolf next to him was talking but he didn't hear anything. The last time he had visited the Silver Pack and met Priscilla, already everything around her was strange, but now that he had seen her the impact had been really big, even for someone like him. She was not at all the little puppy something big from that time. Now she was a teenager and that smelled, my god, delicious, like she was coming of age and starting to release her first mating pheromones even though the rut wasn't until she was 100 years old, no wolf could resist that. It was driving him crazy.
She was the daughter of Hades, a cub and he was a 700+ year old wolf, age wasn't that important but there were lines he would never cross. The most important one was the daughter of the she-wolf he had loved.
Shiraina stirred in his arm. Their relationship had been strange without going any further. They each knew what they should do. She would be the queen of the iron pack so he could not claim her as his queen despite having enough powers and he had too much business on his hands to settle down yet. So one way or another they had consoled each other. They had never gotten to the sexual just because their rational parts had worked at the moment, and after today, when she would be presented their ties would only be limited to her queen and him, continuing as the leader of the Council.
Once they arrived inside the hall where everyone was waiting for them the big door closed with a dull sound. The meeting that day would not be complicated, but not the next one. The subject to be discussed was quite delicate and Hades had not given any details, he had only said one word, Priscilla. And the blood of some of them froze.
Pris didn't eat much during dinner, rather, there were so many wolves gathered that it only made her mind want to explode. Between the internal and external bustle she was getting so dizzy that it was impossible for her to be hungry. Besides Shiraina had been formally introduced as queen and the party was taking on another level. There was too much movement.
-Pris, are you feeling all right?- Nebraska at her side rubbed her back, Nicolas had updated her on her condition.
-Sara left her plate and walked towards her.
Hades was sitting at another table with the other leaders so it caught his attention that Sara was helping his daughter to get up from the table. She didn't look very stable and was pale. One of her hands was incessantly rubbing her head.
-Excuse me a moment,- she stood up under everyone's gaze.
Layan followed her line of sight.
-Your daughter is well,- the others all looked up at the question.
-She must be tired,- but the tension in her body said otherwise.
Sara helped Pris steady herself and eventually Nebraska got up too and took her other arm. The puppy wobbled from side to side and her eyes rolled back and forth for seconds at a time. Alan and Noa fretted not knowing what to do.
-Nicolas, stay with Siran and your siblings- Nebraska had suspicions that it was due to her special condition and that she was beyond tired but suddenly he heard her mutter.
-Shut up, shut up,- she slurred the words slowly and almost unrecognizable.
-Priscilla?- Sara leaned over and found that her eyes were wide and wild, beads of sweat soaked her forehead.
-Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up-- she clenched her head tightly before screaming tearing her throat out- Shut up-
Before Hades could reach them he was thrown backwards hard hitting the ground and feeling an irregular heat around him. Sounds of a loud crash and screams all around him alarmed him and he opened his eyes he didn't know when he had closed them. With a sharp noise in his ears he searched for his family finding that Nicholas was lifting Nebraska from the floor, she had a trickle of blood running from the edge of her mouth.
Sara was a little further away held by the beta, she looked no more injured than stunned. The huge dining hall that was once in an uproar was now a total mess of destruction and wolves were running backwards in fear and other converts defending their mates from whatever was in the center.
A large circle of fire with immense flames containing within it a kneeling girl holding her head, his daughter.