Chapter 69
Athena pov
With the castle full of kids again I scoured the whole place looking for every Christmas and holiday decoration. Weather reports are calling for rain but I won’t let that dampen my spirits. This is my first holiday as the alpha and I want to make it count.
Michaela is just as excited. She is so much different than her mother fern. Fern is all business no fun. The last vision or dream I saw with Shelia has me questioning everything she says. I have avoided Loki as he and his mother are always fighting.
Michaela and Sally have been getting closer and doing a lot of giggling with each other. Sally turns eighteen the day after Christmas. I am praying to the goddess she gets the gift of finding her mate fast okay let’s be real I kinda hope it’s Michaela. She's sweet and caring and came to help when I called. She could have turned away but she stayed and that means a lot to me.
Sitting in my office adding toys and clothes to my cart. I did a lot of counting kids, making notes of ages, and then asking around about what they all needed. I then went to Loki and begged him to let me use his bank account for this. I mean I didn’t really have to ask as he’s unable to use it himself but not asking seemed worse to me.
After agreeing that I will help in any way I can to bring him back out of the painting he agreed to buy the Santa gifts. Michaela is the only other person that knows about it. We are planning a surprise for the kids in the form of Santa giving out gifts. It’s gonna be fun. We didn’t do a lot of celebrating growing up not a lot to sing about, but now I feel like it’s a new beginning a new world time to breathe new life into the old place.
A knock breaks my focus from the screen to the door. Clicking to close the screen when I see fern walk in. “I think we should send a warning to the black rose that you are no longer a whipping pole.” She purrs out. Her eyes seem a glow with excitement. “why? Has something happened?” “yes and no well I’m not sure really. But I swear I saw that rat bastard Jamison Samuels heading towards the black rose.” “Who is that?”
Bulking at me she starts pacing “alpha Jamison Samuels is a monster. He raised our coven when I was a little girl. Sole several young girls. He and his pack of rogues killed and raped others. Took all out spell books and finished potions. Destroyed our crops. How do you not know if this?” “I don’t think anyone knows this. I mean if that was known I dought anyone would follow the black rose. Are you sure it was a Samuels? Maybe the guy just looked like him. You were a child right?” I can see by the death glare in her eyes she hates every word I spoke. “I think I would remember the man who violently took my innocence. Don’t you?” bulking I stand and start pacing “why doesn’t the whole world know how evil he is?”
Studying me for a moment before she nods. “so let me get this straight. When I mentioned Jamison Samuels what came to mind?” she asks slowly sitting in the chair across from me. “not much. He was an alpha of the black rose. He served his four years here without problems. Paid his taxes for the winters on time. As far as I know, it wasn’t until Philip Samuels there was not even a tiff between the packs.” “your kidding right? What about all the missing kids and rogue attacks?” “as far as I am aware the black rose was head in the search for all that. I mean they use to be the guard so they were called to hunt down any claims made.” “and no one found it odd they didn’t have the same hardships as the surrounding packs?” “oh I see where you are confused. No, the black rose was hit just as hard if not harder. A few times their Luna was killed by the rogues.”
Jumping up she starts pacing. Muttering to herself. “I think it’s time to start reading the journal again. I want to know how we have very different information on the same people. Nodding I look out the window for a while “can it wait until after Christmas? The last time I read it I was out for a while and drained for days.” “I still wish we could send them a present.” “I didn’t say we couldn’t send them a gift. I just don’t want to start a war right this moment.” “what if I promise my spell will have no deaths just truths?” nodding my approval she smiles and leaves. Rubbing my temples from the new migraine that’s working its way through my head.
Pulling up my email and looking it over for any messages from any packs in need of something I can send fern to help with maybe some fresh air. An email from the snowpack calls me to click it. An image pops up of two huge guys that are very similar and very different in the center on one side is a dark hair dark eyes, tiny girl. On the other side is a young blonde girl staring up at the big blonde guy with nothing short of love. Off to the side, I see a black-haired man with one gold eye and one silver smiling knowingly at the camera. A bright red bird head is tattooed on his neck. They all are in different states of dress.
Reading the message
We are the snowpack along with the black rose want to welcome Lara Surefoot into the pack as the future Luna of the snowpack.
Everyone is finding their mates and here I am still looking for mine. Staring at the photo the tall blonde guy feels familiar but I know I’ve never met him. “hey dad what can you tell me about the new alpha of the snowpack? Like where did he come from?” I linked my dad. I have not found too much about him other than he shares a name with one of the beta twins at the black rose. “not a lot. After Loki and his friends escaped them. we haven’t heard much about them. Why?” “the new alpha found his mate. Had one of the I know him moments, but it’s passed.” Cutting the link still staring at the screen.
