Aura

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"I don't think I understand... I was told I was a rogue. So how could I be an Alpha?" "You're not exactly an Alpha, my love. But you are the daughter of one. Wolves are hierarchal beings, not just in name. All wolves have a certain authority. How should I explain this..." "As clear as you can..." He lets a small laugh, and I feel a warmth inside myself. These feelings are given by my wolf's reaction to him. I still can't believe she is present again. I didn't know a mate could make such a difference. "Being born in a pack doesn't mean we belong to that pack. About a year after being born, our souls gain harmony with our wolves, and that is when the pack holds a ceremony that bonds one's wolf with those of the pack, like a human baptism. If you are not initiated in a pack, then your wolf is a rogue. In other words, it is a lone wolf. But your place in the hierarchy is determined by your authority. And the authority you exuded was that of a strong Alpha." "Whomever her parents were, I think they were stronger than an Alpha..." Elias' statement pushes me further into confusion. "Wasn't the rank of an Alpha the highest?" "Even Alpha's have ranks, my love, depending on multiple factors. For example, even if we are both children of Alphas, I have a pack, so I should be stronger than you, but when you released your aura, I felt my wolf bow. That shouldn't normally happen. Alpha's descendants are clearly stronger than any average wolf but never as strong as an actual Alpha. At least, not until they complete the ceremony and become Alphas for a pack. Our strength is decided by the aura we give off. You're a rogue, but you give off the aura of an established Alpha. That's why this is so strange to us. Is there anything you remember about your birth parents, love?" "No." "Nothing at all? Anything could help..." "Nothing at all. I didn't even know I was adopted. I found out later, and my adoptive parents told me I was found in the woods when I was a baby. They didn't know anything either. Why do you ask?" "I am not sure yet, but I will let you know later." "Tell me!" "I will, my love. I just need to check something first. But I'll tell you everything tonight, I promise." With that, he gets up and leaves in a hurry with Elias. I hate when people don't finish their ideas and just leave you in suspense. "What was that about? Where did they go?" I ask Sophie, but she looks just as confused. "I have no idea... but don't worry, they will tell us everything when they get back. This always happens. Whenever David gets an idea or has a question, he will always go to check the facts. He doesn't like speaking in uncertainty." "Then what about Elias? He left with David." "As the future Beta, he always follows the future Alpha. Unless he was ordered otherwise... anyway, should we go shopping? School is almost over." her cheerful tone was back. "No thanks." "Yes, please! I saw your luggage. You only had three bags, and two of them were full of knives and other weapons, which is very...peculiar. We're going." And gone we were... how could anyone refuse this ball of sunshine? "Okay, so this morning, the Alpha said you should train with us, so you need some sports clothes." "Train with you?" "Yes. You know... fighting and all." "You're trained to fight?" "Yes! Wolves are territorial beings, and we're also under constant threat from vampires and hunters. Everyone trains once we get our wolf. Since you're staying with us now, you should also train with us. After all, if the pack is attacked, you need to be able to protect yourself. The warriors protect those who can't fight, but... I don't mean to offend you, but you're not part of our pack. So you won't be a priority to them. They will choose to protect the pack members, so you should learn how to protect yourself. And Alpha said you can join us starting tomorrow." "It is natural to protect your own over a stranger, so I am in no way offended. I was just surprised since no one told me I was supposed to train with you." but it is a good thing. So far, I always fought on instinct. It worked against humans, but if I get into a fight against someone of similar strength, like a werewolf... and a trained one at that, then I might not be that lucky to win. Professional training sounds just like the thing I need most at the moment. "You would've known if you came down for breakfast." We entered a shop near us, and I could've sworn her eyes started sparkling for a moment. She must really enjoy shopping. I looked through some clothes and found a few... likable pieces. I always wore long jeans and turtlenecks to hide my scars. Not that I'm ashamed of them. I'm a survivor, and I take pride in that, but I hate the glances people throw at my body when they see it. It makes me angry. But summer is around the corner, and I didn't fight so hard to survive just so I could die of asphyxiation. I should start dressing more... normally. We paid for everything, and Sophie let the cashier know she should send everything to the pack house. We grabbed a drink and left, but once outside the mall, I noticed a peculiar symbol. I saw the same one in a few stores inside, so I asked Sophie about it. "The crescent moon is the symbol of the royal family. It lets the werewolves know when something is owned by the royals." "We have a royal family of werewolves?" "Yes. Royals are direct descendants of the Moon Goddess. They carry on the power, mercy, and grace of our Goddess. Or so they used to." "Used to?" Sophie nods her head sadly. "Yeah. Our late Queen Anastasia was great. She died about 20 years ago, but there is no wolf that hasn't heard the great tales of her rule." "There is..." I say and raise my hand, which makes her chuckle. "Yes. I suppose werewolves raised by humans are the exception. Well then, allow me to be your history teacher for the day."
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