The Alpha´s Oracle Witch

Chapter Three: The Dark Blue Eyes

Third Person Point Of View

As the Moon replaced the Sun for its shift, as the darkness fell out all around the country, as the stars were shining brightly in the night sky, as the wind was blowing leisurely through the trees, as the creatures settled down for the night, the Oracle was awakened from her slumber with startle.

Her pale skin glistering in the moonlight that was beaming through the open window, the sweat covered her as dark eerie dream left her trembling in the safety of her own bed. Recalling the events that played in front of her eyes, the pictures that accompanied her during her sleep, she knew she must act immediately.

To tell, to warn, to help.

Her dark obsidian hair was flowing around her face in the warm summer wind bringing the scents of forest into her nose, giving her strength as calmness spread through her timid body. Barefoot she made her way from her small cottage towards the big mansion where her Mistress of her coven lived.

The white cotton nightgown together with her pale skin were the only things visible in the darkness of the midnight. She needed to deliver the important message, something was lurking around in the shadows waiting for the opportunity to attack, to come alive again, to bring destruction. She was shivering with horror just from the thought.

Her vision blurred with flashbacks of sharp canines, the vicious red eyes, the matted fur of a giant animal attacking. There was a child's scream ringing in her ears, the blood covering her hands. Tears were falling down her cheeks as she felt the fear, pain and immense terror of the little boy.

Although there was still the sight of alluring dark blue eyes, she didn´t recognise and yet they made her body heat and shiver with a sensation she had never experienced before. Her heart fluttered with unknown feelings just thinking about the image of the deep ocean blue pools of an unknown person.

She opened the huge wooden door of the mansion with a small movement of her hand, the magic jumping into action, unlocking the entrance with a low click sound. She crossed the threshold of the massive wooden door and therefore the invisible barrier that was charmed over it.

The barrier was made to effectively alarm the occupants inside the mansion of uninvited guests, but the Oracle knew and effectively dislocated the charm to not alert others. The only one who could feel the charm go out was the person behind the magical spell.

She made her hasty way up the imperial staircase, almost running towards the destination, her heart hammering painfully against her ribcage. The urgent knocking on the thick wooden door could be heard in the silence of the night as Oracle´s frantic movements caused the witch on the other side of the door to wake up.

“Violet,” sounded the sleepy, yet surprisingly alerted voice of the witch that opened the door gazing into the scared grey eyes of the Oracle.

“What is it?” urged the voice of the coven´s High Priestess as she ushered her inside her room covered by darkness with only the full moon's light entering through the slightly opened window.

“High Priestess, I apologise for waking you up, but I have a pressing matter to discuss,” Oracle said with a low, distraught voice as her small delicate body shuddered from just thinking back and recalling the image of malicious red eyes.

“Do tell child,” the older witch said urgently as she gestured for young Oracle to take a seat on the chair near the window.

The darkness of the night creeping into the room was disrupted as an older witch lighted a simple candle with a wave of her hand, sending the spell of light towards the candle. She needn´t speak her charms, her power came forward on its own just by simple thinking. The flame began to flicker, creating the shadow on the wall behind it as flashbacks of fighting and burning inferno fire started to come to Oracle's mind.

The young woman signed shakily, feeling her eyes water, the visions blinking in front of her, the sound of her heart pumping at a fast pace filled the otherwise silent room. She tried to calm herself by imagining the deep dark blue eyes like the ocean during the storm, so majestic and powerful yet relaxing and tranquil.

A funny feeling filled her whole being, her body started to tingle with an unknown sensation when she remembered those heavenly stunning eyes. Overflown by confusion, she stared into the flames of the burning candle, not listening to what the older witch was saying.

“Violet!” she was snapped back to reality by someone shaking her arm, breaking the blissful fantasy she found herself in mere moments ago.

“Yes, I apologise, High Priestess. I… I…,” No words came out of her mouth before she shook her head, cutting the mental image of dazzling eyes.

A wave of calmness washed through her finally allowing her to sit on one chair. Her gloomy eyes observed the summer wind blowing between trees sensing its power, feeding from it to make herself stronger.

The older witch was watching her intently waiting. She knew there must be something important indeed for Violet to wake her up at this hour. Oracle took a deep breath as she started to describe in detail, leaving nothing of the prediction as she saw it in her sleep. The parts were incomprehensible, disorganised, alarming.

The long silence followed the Oracles telling in which the older woman finally sat on the chair next to the younger woman as she played with the hem of her nightgown restlessly. The High Priestess was in deep thought. She knew immediate action must be taken in order to stop these terrible creatures and bring the child back home where they belong.

Violet told her about the vision of deep dark blue eyes she saw and that followed her everywhere in her prediction. Could it be? The older witch shook her head and brought herself back to the situation in her hands, her eyes hard and sharp as she felt her magic awakening.

“We must act! We must alert Alpha Sawyer right this moment!” she spoke urgently, jumping into action as she walked towards her office inside the mansion the Oracle following closely behind.

Sawyer

“Lucas is a hybrid?” I asked, astonished, my eyes almost falling out of their sockets.

This was not what I expected to find out when I came here. Could this be the reason why Lucas was abducted? Hybrids were extremely rare, it didn´t happen a lot for different supernatural species to be mated with each other let alone have a child.

Did they take him because he was a hybrid?

And if yes, then why did they need him?

What do they want from him?

After all, he is just a pup.

“True be told, I never smelled anything other than a wolf on him. Maybe his other part was dormant so far?” Maeve wondered and I had to agree with her, seeing as Dean and Emma looked at each other before Dean spoke, “That could be...”

“Do you know what the other part is?” I asked, but they just shook heads, not knowing themselves.

There were a lot of options, of course, starting with witches, vampires, elves, fairies, through to almost extinct dragons or griffins. To know for sure which one the hybrid was, he or she would have to go through the change when they become of age to shift, which Lucas definitely wasn´t.

“Does he know?” they shook their heads again, silently answering me.

“No, we didn´t want him to feel different, to feel that he didn´t belong here, to feel… “ Emma struggled to say, but I understood.

They wanted him to feel like one of us, which he was, even if he was just half werewolf. It did not matter to me, he was part of my pack and I swore to care and protect him with my life. I planned to keep that promise. When I took the Alpha´s oath I meant every word.

I nodded in agreement, “Do you know anything about his origin?" I hoped that there would at least something that could help us understand why someone would take a pup, but seeing us, Dean shook his head. I couldn´t hide my disappointment.

“No, not really. The orphanage said that he was found on the doorstep one day with just a grey blanket wrapped around him and a note that said ´Please take care of him.” Dean told us with a solemn expression framing his face.

“Do you have a blanket? There could be some embroidery on it,” I asked, hoping for some clue where Lucas originally came from.

Maybe he was taken by his biological parents or someone who knew who he is. I was literally grasping the straws here at this point, my mind running wild with ideas one stranger and crazier than the other.

They looked at each other, obviously trying to find out if the other remembered. Emma was sniffing, tears streaming down her face, her eyes red and puffy as she nodded her head, “It should be somewhere at the attic between his baby staff, I… I am not sure where exactly.”

“Okay, well if you will find it please let me know so we can take a look.” I said as softly as I could emitting my conforming Alpha aura, hoping to dim their pain just a little bit.

“Of course, Alpha,” said Dean as he drank a few sips of the tea Maeve had prepared.

“Who else is informed about this?” I wondered, as I wanted to know how many people were involved and therefore, could reveal the information.

“Just the previous Alpha, your father,” spoke Dean, and I nodded, satisfied.

My father was the most trustworthy and reliable person I knew so there was no way somebody find out from him. Peculiar, very peculiar. I signed heavily, shaking my head slightly the ideas and theories running through my head making me dizzy with a headache.

“May I see his room?” I asked gently and after a nod from Dean, he stood gesturing me to follow him as he made way to the stairs.

We walked in silence neither one of us knowing what to say or do. It didn´t take long until we were in front of dark wooden door with the letter L engraved in the middle that was opened as I could see a smaller and dark wooden bed with simple baby blue bedding and pillows. The bed was left undone, signalling that no long before someone was sleeping there.

The walls were white, apart from one where was a magnificent painting of dark brown wolf howling to the moon underneath, the white around him representing snow as a few trees were painted on the sides of the wolf.

For a moment, I was entranced with the beautiful artwork. I looked around the room after I tore my eyes from the wall smelling the space around me. My Alpha senses in full turned on in full mode, my dark blue eyes switching to ones of my wolf bright flashing yellow and fierce. I could smell Lucas's werewolf scent, fresh and innocent jasmine with a bit of sage, but I also caught a whiff of an unknown scent, but it was definitely not the one werewolf would have.

The person was a magical being, I could sense the magic trace that he or she left. Unfortunately, it was faint, most of it was already gone. I closed my eyes, unleashing my wolf Soren to take over my human body to memorise the scent that was left behind.

If I ever met the person with this unique odour, I would immediately know who it was.

My yellow eyes opened and with a loud, angry and powerful Alpha roar which let everyone outside know that their Alpha was on the hunt.