Chapter 85

Autumn

It was only 9, and I was already confused looking at the large number of documents on file for this Silver Circle. Oliver had left for the Red Room, since a Rouge tried entering the territory with illegal drugs. I knew he would be fine… I almost felt sorry for the guy though, since I knew he was down there to vent. I looked back at the official stamps of the email, and I frowned a little.

They were the High Council for the witches, headed by a queen. She went by Constance, though I know it was probably something different since they had a tendency to do that. I know at least with Clint he did. I reread the damn thing just in case.

Dear Lord Gray,

We understand that during these confusing times, that words may be exchanged. However, due to the nature of this incident, you are hereby requested to meet with her grace, Queen Xi Constance to explain why attack of a messenger was warranted. All Zoomie calls after 7am Pacific Time will not be answered. Level 6 curses and above are prohibited.

Head of Disputes Dept, Lord Gene Grisham

Attack? I asked myself. Bastard.

Oliver was a Lord, and as such, he was expected to explain why he cursed the representative, but it made me want to kind of punch him. He complained to the high courts, though he came here and offended Oliver. He would meet them via Zoomie.

I was going to nip this in the bud right now, and I was thankful for the fact that we were on the other side of the continent using Eastern Time. I didn’t want Oliver to have to go through any more courts and lords and ladies and queens. I saw the number at the bottom, and I called it directly.

“Lord Grisham, how may I help you?” He asked. He sounded like a stuffy Royal accented man in his 40’s. I internally sighed.

“This is Lady Gray, and I would like to talk about the events and behavior of Lord Hamilton.” I said politely.

“Hold on, are you at your computer?” He asked.

“Yes sir.” I said politely and I got a video call. He looked like he was almost a boy, but I knew he was older than that to sit on the council on the Queen’s right.

“Your timing couldn’t have been better; we were just about to end tonight’s session. Please explain how he has become Lord of Emerald and Ruby Covens? Oh, and state your name and title.’ He asked. The room seemed to be full of old, powerful men and women, but a queen sat in the center of the table in the only throne of gold and blue sapphire embroidery. She looked regal in her chair, though her hair wasn’t red, it was ink black.

“I am Lady Autumn Frost-Gray, the Frosted One. I am Luna of GrayMoon, and Lady of Emerald and Ruby Coven. The first Coven was taken over because he had officially challenged Ezabi. She was arranging marriages for girls too young to really have a choice, and we wolves don’t really appreciate that… she was also the reason of why there was an incident involving the undead here, well and the reason why he had no choice but to kill Yolina, her daughter.” There were murmurs.

“Our records show that Lady Ezabi’s oldest was killed by the wolf she claimed to be her mate while she was pregnant…” He mumbled.

“No… Yolina was killed by her mother, because they took Heidi Hinds from her and killed them without burial rights. The Horned One resurrected Yolina, and the Pale Lady Resurrected Dr. Hinds, who is still alive, to stop her. We believe that Heidi is dead now because she tried to escape the cruel punishments they gave her for being born a hybrid.” I said all of this as calmly as I could, though I was still upset someone would do that.

“May we speak with him as well?” Said the queen with a small smile, though there were gasps.

“Of course, your highness.” I told her, and I buzzed Angela to send him here.

“While we wait are there any more questions?” I asked.

“Are the witches…. Breeding with the wolves?” Asked another witch lord, but there were gasps.

“Lord Bartholomew!” Growled Lord Gene.

“It Must be asked!” He said pounding the table.

“Anyone who’s soulmate is a wolf is free to marry whomever they wish. We don’t care about bloodlines here.” I said sternly, and the queen nodded her head.

“We have received your records… you are registered as mortal. How then can you be of Phillip’s line?” Sneered another Lord, though the Queen held up her hand.

“You will not be rude to the blood of my dear friend. Tell me, are your parents human?” she asked sweetly, and I nodded.

“As far as I know, though I do have a wolf…” I noticed Oliver coming in, still upset that he was pretty much given the equivalent to a speeding ticket, that he had to pay for cursing the other Lord. Dr Hinds didn’t come on the grounds that he was doing a surgery, though I felt like he didn’t want to interact with witches, so he made it up.

“Then by law, you are a wolf. To my understanding, Lord Gray is pure, so he should have no abilities, yet he does. New lines are not born, they are created. Lord Gray, Lady Gray, I know that curse was unintentional… I was simply curious what child of paradox was created this time. It truly is getting closer to the End Times.” She said rubbing her chin, though Oliver wasn’t impressed.

“May we take our leave then your majesty?” Asked Oliver politely, though he looked very stern.

“You seem troubled… We witches are as varied as the winds. Some hold to ancient tradition, while most are more free, and there are others still who follow different paths. On behalf of my people, forgive my people for their inhospitable hostility… you have my blessing to rule them as you see fit, though if I find out this was some experiment on your behalf I don’t care if Ash becomes angry. I Will put you down, as I would have Ezabi, and her entire coven.” She said angrily, crossing her arms.

“Some of them were children, the others wished freedom. I had the opportunity as I am immune to magic, yet that they live I have so many productive pack members who I think genuinely repent of their actions.” He said firmly, and there were grumbles because they felt he was disrespectful, though she silenced them again.

“Then they will be pardoned, however should Heidi ever turn up, in spirit, revived vengeful soul, or otherwise, no one is to interfere. It is her right, as they all wronged her.” She said, waving her hand, and a gabble appeared. She banged it. “It is my ruling… though this also means that if she wishes to rain hellfire down on your pack, you may only protect those that were Not born during the time period of her betrayal. Hybrid or not, they were her coven, and it was her own family that killed her.”

“I agree with that, however from all I’ve heard and seen from the females of your stock, they are submissive and shy natured.” He said casually, but she stood.

“They. Are. What?” She demanded. “We are Proud. We need no man, no witch, no tools to complete us! We are the children of the earth, sky, wind, and water. From the greatest depths of the ocean deep to the stars above, our creators made us powerful so that We do not Need Anyone!” Her eyes looked almost like blue flames, and her council bowed their heads.

“Wolves are the animal. Nature, the wild… I understand this. We were created because two forms pleases our mistress of the night… She, who gave wolves a mortal form and a size to dominate all the Light created understand this... I, with my power, will aid them to regain their glory lost, however I can. It was stolen from all of them, and I know why.” He said quietly.

“Why were my women abused?” She sneered.

“Ezabi was trying to summon Zuviel, the Horned One to change her line’s patron, then have him give her the power to rule through that child. She was obsessed with her bloodline, as well as her coven’s purity, and because of this they were shunned by the scorned earth goddess Lia. Their matron disowned them, causing Yolina to be sterile, but she kept trying through Yolina. Ezabi’s work is incomplete, however if Heidi had been born pure, she would have succeeded.” He said turning to his door.

“If you cannot protect this information… burn it… tell no one of this. He and his son are destruction. But more importantly… He is the Jailer of the damned. Souls too evil to incarnate, or live in their appropriate afterlife dwell in his plain as his playthings. I must go…. I need to speak with the other Kings and check all the seals that bind him….” She waved her hand, and the call hung up abruptly.

“Oliver… do you think we did the right thing?” I asked, and he looked like he was thinking.

“It was sloppy, but I think we should be ok. I am a pureblooded wolf… I answer to only the Wolf King, as well as all those witches in the PACK registry. He is the center chair of kings, so she won’t bother us anymore hopefully.” He mumbled.

“Are all of them obsessed with being in the middle of the table?” I asked as a joke, but he looked serious.

“To sit upon a throne At the table At All is the dream of any creature who walks this earth, save the humans because they don’t know…. but if they did they would too. It means you hold Power. Command over an entire people.” He growled, and I rolled my eyes.

“I was joking.” I grumbled, and he kissed me on the cheek.

“I know, but I wanted to mess with you.