Alyssa's POV
I was walking around the village clearing on a sunny afternoon in summer alone.
I heard a voice call out to me. It was Marcus's voice. I turned around and there he was looking handsome in his regal attire that looked like he was going to a ball. As I made my way towards him. His mood suddenly changed. Before I could ask what was wrong the weather became cloudy. I looked up to see the heavily pregnant cloud and I noticed something strange. The cloud was red.
It began to rain blood. I looked at Marcus his regal attire soaked with blood. He looked at his hands and stared at me. He looked sad. He turned around and started walking away from me. I followed him calling out to him to stop but he wouldn't listen. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me but I couldn't catch up with him even though he was walking.
I woke up from my sleep gasping for breath. It was a dream but I know my dreams are a glimpse of what was to happen so I was worried. The dream replayed in my head. I tried to translate its meaning but I could hardly make any sense of it.
I will relate the dream with Ethan, maybe he would know how to help. It has been three months since I left Marcus's pack. He had fulfilled his promise of bringing me to see Ethan.
He hoped I would go back with him but when I told him I couldn't stay with him just yet, he left out of anger.
Although, he tried not to show his disappointment I could read through him.
I found out Ethan was injured and I was not surprised. I knew it must be something out of his control else he would have come looking for me. The day we arrived at the pack. Ethan was elated to see me as was I to see him.
He hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe. We spent the whole night at the village bar talking mostly about the attack at the Red Hills pack and how we managed to escape. I told him how Marcus saved my life and how I spent the last five months with his pack members.
I told him about my dream the night before the attack. He told me how he found out about Lordson Al and how the attack went out of control.
I was sad to find out that many of his pack members lost their lives. I had become familiar with some of them during my stay here and most of them are good men.
He apologized to me for letting me out of his sight and I apologized for not coming to see him earlier.
He assured me it wasn't my fault but deep down I wished I had come earlier to help him nurse his wound. He has been there for me all the time, it only felt right to be there for him in time of his needs too.
Marcus stayed for three days before he left. Deep down I didn't want him to go. I wanted us to stay together. Now that we are back together I don't want anything that will separate us but I know I can't be with him just yet. A time will come but that time is not now.
In the morning I narrated my dream to Ethan he was also worried because he knows my dreams are warnings.
He promised to take me to see a dream interpreter. His wound has healed and was now back on his feet. The following day we set out to see the dream interpreter.
The interpreter is a brown werewolf from the Greyland pack. The Greyland pack is a neighboring pack not so far away from the blood brothers pack. It would take a day to get to the village on horseback and would take two and a half on foot.
The Greyland pack is a small and peaceful pack of broken werewolves. The interpreter Helen is said to be the protector of their pack. Rumors have it that the Grey Land pack didn't participate in the festival.
It is believed that Helen foresaw the attack and asked her members to stay back
As we arrived at the pack wondered I wondered what she would look like. I imagined seeing an old werewolf in a tattered small smoke-filled hut with a hineous voice. The thought of that sent a shiver down my spine.
But I had it the other way around. Helen was a very beautiful young woman. Her house was located in the heart of the village and was large and normal like the other houses in the village.
At first,t I thought we were in the wrong house until a member of the pack assured us that we were right in front of Helen the interpreter's house.
Helen looked nothing like the seer who lived on the top of a hill. Her appearance doesn't suggest she has any significant powers.
She was dressed in a fine pink gown and her house is well-furnished. She should be around my age or a little older.She ushered us into two chairs. She wore a radiant smile that made us feel welcomed. She even offered us drinks and food.
Finally, she sat down on the chair opposite us. "I welcome you both Alyssa and her counterpart. " She said calmly still wearing a radiant smile.
Ethan and I looked at her shock evident on our faces. I wondered how she knew my name.
"You know her name?" Ethan asked
"Not just her name, I know her and her family"
Alyssa the first of her name, daughter of Samantha, daughter of Darius, a descendant of the house of Hybrid Originals and last of her kind.
"I have been expecting you for a year. I have seen you severally in my dreams.
and I know it was a matter of time before we meet. It is an honor to finally meet you"
I am not sure why you are here but it must have something to do with your dreams"
I was shocked at her revelation. She looks like a regular girl but from her speech, I could tell she is a woman of great knowledge. Knowledge of things beyond the realm of this world.
I know you have always wondered who you are and who your true family are. You come from a region far away from here. You descend from the strongest family in the world or werewolves. Your mother is Samantha.
Many believed she died decades ago in an inferno but myself and people with my kind of gift believe she is still alive.
We have no idea where she is but we have heard news of people sighting her in different places.
The last time she was said to be sighted was 24 years ago. It was said that she was heavily pregnant at the time she was sighted. Ever since we have not heard anything.
I didn't believe the story until a revelation came to me last year. Now I have my proof. You Alyssa are the proof that your mother is still alive."
The more she explained the more confused I get.