The night Blake was born

The night Blake was born
Luna POV 




When I raised my eyelids, I stared at my mother who looked stressed and had a look of darkness in her eyes that I have never seen before. 




The anger in my mother's expression was more terrifying than usual, and I could only imagine the dreadful things that were going through her head. 




"What happened?" I whispered, trying to sit up, but my body gave up and collapsed back on the bed.




My bone ached, my stomach hurt like hell and I felt like I was going to pass out from all the pain tearing me from the inside.




A sense of fear washed over me as the agony began to build. I didn't know what was happening. I couldn't breathe properly. My head felt like it was going to explode. I felt my body start to convulse.




A small whimper escaped my mouth as a sharp pain sliced through my back as I laid flat on the bed, striving not to move the slightest bit.




"Did the hit you took from Blake make you lose your damn memories too!" My mother mumbled, sounding disappointed and angry. 




Her words immediately brought my memories rushing back to me with such force that it made my head pound in pain as if there were a hammer being banged against it every second. 





"What is she?" I whispered, absentmindedly, remembering the beast that stood before me, eyes red with the promise of pain and murder in them, a creature that looked just like a wolf but something so much more terrifying than that.




"An Ultima. One of the most powerful beings of our kind, and a bloodthirsty creature that turns humans faster into a werewolf than a true alpha can within one bite." Uncle Rolex said, sighing loudly as he ran his hands through his hair, almost as if in frustration or fear.





"Where has that thing been all this time...! I mean nineteen years and we are just realizing what she is?!" 




"I don't know, but her wolf is out now, and that is a problem for us and your position in this pack because you are no match for what she is, none of us are!" 




The room grew silent, and I tried to sit up again, but my body refused and collapsed once more, causing me to groan in pain.




Frowning, Uncle Rolex met my eyes, sighed, and mumbled, "You are not going to be able to walk just yet because your body sustained two cracked ribs, a broken ankle, and you fractured three of your left arm bones during the fight." 




"Okay, how long am I stuck in this bed?" I asked, feeling a sense of anger filling me. 




The thought of the fact that I couldn't even walk, let alone stand or sit still without pain shooting through my entire body seemed absurd and enraging, and it irritated me to no end.




That bitch literally cripple me for I don't know how long, and now, I don't even know if revenge was possible, because honestly, I am afraid of her, although I would never openly say that to anyone.




"As long as it needs to take for your body to fully  recover and heal itself."




"What the hell! This shit is unfair!"




"Be grateful that you faced an Ultima and came out of the fight alive, and stop acting like a child, alright?" 




Chuckling faintly, Uncle Rolex shook his head and whispered, "Also, be thankful that you are not your father."




"How bad is his state?" I mumbled, worrying more about my injuries than his because this shit is his fault, that I am in pain. 




If he had not used me to play in his dirty game, I wouldn't be lying in this bed, unable to move my damn body.




"He suffered multiple concussions, broke several bones, bruised several of his vital organs, and suffered a lot of internal bleeding... His healing is going to take quite a while."




"What?! How could that happen? He is the strongest Alpha around here, and one of the powerful wolves in our pack!!" 




"Not anymore. Luna, Blake's force is not something that should ever be taken lightly. Even the strongest alpha would die if they were to face her full power in a fight." 




Suddenly my mother's voice called out, breaking whatever silence there may have been between the three of us, "I want her dead!" 




"Who?" Uncle Rolex asked, looking at my mother as though she was insane, and I wondered whether she might be.




"Blake Hayes! She needs to die!" 




"Okay, Loretta, chill and stop acting crazy! It will only get us killed."




"I'm not an idiot, Rolex!... What did Blake say before her transformation?"




"I don't know! She said a lot of things-"




"She doesn't have control of her wolf, Rolex! She can't shift at her free will!"




The room went deathly quiet after that, and Uncle Rolex looked as shocked by what my mother was saying, but I felt as if she made perfect sense.




After all, if Blake can not control her wolf, then she can't defend herself right away in a surprise attack, and that is an advantage we can use to take Blake down quickly, once and for all.




And yet, Uncle Rolex looked hesitant, but there was more than just reluctance in his expression, he seemed afraid and upset as well.




"You saw what she did in there without even having full control of her wolf, and you think that this decision of yours is a good idea? Are you mad?!" Uncle Rolex demanded, pacing up and down the length of my room.




"I was stupid enough back then to not have killed her because I thought her mother's pack... her grandfather would come looking for her and it would be best that she would be alive when he did!" My mother let out a humorless chuckle.




"Loretta-"




"It has been nineteen years since the night of the attack... since we fled and moved to this state, and know what from the Silver Crest pack had shown up for Blake, and now she has become an even bigger threat to us than before!" 




"Well-"




"I know that that was my mistake, but we can not make that same misstep now! We have to strike when she still has a weakness, or we might never get such an opportunity again, Rolex!" 





It grew quiet as Uncle Rolex continued to pace, a thoughtful expression plastered on his face, and my mother looked anxious as she waited for him to respond.




Suddenly, his ringtone interrupted the silence, and we both watched as he answered it, saying, "Hello, Carla. What is it?"




"The elders are thinking about appointing a temporary leader because of Loki's critical condition." I overheard Elder Carla say.




"And,"




"Blake names seem to be on their tongues way too much for my comfort. After what happened, their fear seemed to be getting stronger enough for her to have them wrap around her finger and bend them to her will if she ever decides to."




"Who all are in favor of this treacherous decision?"




"Almost all of the elders are, and they are planning on having an emergency meeting soon." 




There was a long pause, and then uncle Rolex signed, letting out, "Thanks for the heads up."




"So what's our next move to stop this madness from happening?" Elder Carla asked, sounding nervous and anxious.




But Uncle Rolex ended the call, looked at my mother, and said, "I guess I will have to take care of Blake soon… We did not come this far to lose everything we worked so hard to gain." 




Then he shoved his phone back into his pocket and smiled faintly as my mother nodded at him before walking out of my room.




Darting my eyes off my bedroom door, I stared at my mother and asked, "What night of an attack were you talking about?"




"It was the night Blake was born." My mother mumbled with an unreadable expression on her face, but as soon as she turned around to gaze t me, it disappeared, and the cold hard stare clouded her eyes once again.