Chapter 43

“Lets get started.” She smiles but with a hint of sadness. She holds out her hand to me and I get up from the bed to take it. I place my hand in hers and she looks around the room for something.
“Was there anything meaningful Granite gave to her? The object needs to have strong feelings tied to it. Now that he is gone, it would sure have strong sadness and longing for her father with it.” She asks
The Luna rises and looks around the room. Then an idea comes to her and she frantically looks around and goes into the closet. She pushes dresses and dress shirts out the way and reveals and shiny silver hilt. She takes out a sheathed grand sword with the aegis symbol on the sheath and an owl figure spreading its wings on the hilt. The symbols of Athena. She unsheathes it, revealing a delicate and detailed Damascus feather pattern on the blade.
“Granite gave this to her as a gift when she won the pack tournament a few years ago. She even used to train with it. I remember when he gave this to her he said ‘you have done well living up to your name. You are as wise as the owl and sharp as the sword of Athena. You have made her and I proud today.’ He loved his little girl, he could sense the power in her. He knew she is meant to lead. I hate to say it, more so than Aiden.” She says and hands the sword to Freya. She takes a hold of it and returns her gaze to me.
“Are you ready? Just a fair warning, the initial part of the spell wont be pleasant.” She says with serious eyes.
“Don’t worry about me. Just find her.” Desperately holding onto her hand and she gives me a slight nod. She closes her eyes and everything begins silent. Then suddenly she begins to chant loudly. She’s speaking the spell in latin. I know some but I’m pretty sure it translates to;
“By the light of Artemis’s moon reveal to us the hidden might. Send this soul to where all things are hidden. Under the guidance of one who is loyal to her, Bind theirs souls together and take them to a place where she can be found. May his voice carry into the sleeping world of souls and bring back the echos of which that has been lost. By releasing this loved ones soul, I channel open an entrance to the void, may their souls pass through and into the beyond and remain tethered.”
As she completes the chant a shocking sensation spreads through out my body. Lights flicker, the wind picks up, and glass begins to break. My breath gets caught in my throat as I feel something is trying to escape from my body. I feel my breath being taken away and my consciousness is fading. Just before everything goes black I hear the Luna whisper something.
“Find her Silas. Bring her home.” Then my soul sores from my body
Within seconds I’m brought to this space that is dark, above me orbs of light shine done like twinkling stars in the night sky, I look down and see I’m standing on nothing. I am shirtless and my wings are present but not being used. There is only the void under me. I am standing midair. Then my memories flood my brain and I remember why I’m here. My eyes scan the space frantically and look for my mate who is supposed to also be present. I put one foot in front of the other and search every inch of the area.
Then suddenly a form appears in front of me. Long white blond hair, wearing light ethereal dress that seems to be made of starts. She starts to collapse and with lightning speed I gather her in my arms. I found her. The spell worked.
I face her towards me and inspect her, she looks purely exhausted.
“Athena? Athena I need you to wake up.” I slightly shake her but she doesn’t respond. “Come on, Angel. You need to wake up.”
She finally begins to stir and her eyes slightly flutter open. Then they shoot open and she begins to panic.
“Let me go! Let me go! Don’t touch me!” Not realizing where she is, she struggles against my hold and tries to get away. I keep a firm grip around her to keep her from getting away.
“Angel, calm down. Its me. Its Silas.” I say firmly but with a calm tone. Upon hearing my name she instantly calms down and looks deep into my eyes. Her body slackens and melts into my arms now realizing she is safe, for now.
“S-Silas? Thank goddess.” She whimpers and burying her face in my chest. “D-Damon, he is despicable.” She shivers at the mention of my brother. It causes my blood to boil.
“What has he done to you? I felt he was hurting you through the bond.”
“Its not the matter what he has done, but what he hasn’t.” She whimpers. I will rip him to pieces. I will rain hell fire for every little bit of damage done to her. She looks at me with sad eyes and almost hesitates to continue. “H-He took the one thing I’ve been saving for you, my mate.” Tears begin to pool out of her eyes.
A growl erupts from the shadows and causes me to shoot my head to where its coming from. A wolf emerges from the shadows, with bright violet eyes and large wings like mine. Its large body is covered in black fur with violet streaks. Its Vladimir, my wolf. My eyes widen at his appearance and he paws toward us. Then from the corner off my sight I see something white and see it is my mates wolf. Her beautiful angelic wolf. Not only were we transported here, so were they.
They both approach us and Athena looks to her other half.
“I did what I could to ease the pain. Since I was weakened by the vast amounts of wolfsbane, I couldn’t do much. Im sorry, my friend.” Blanche’s voice fills my ears. My eyes widen realizing this is the first time I’m hearing her.
Tears flow like a river from my mates eyes and she goes to embrace her closest friend. She wraps her arms around the wolfs large neck and cries into her thick fur. Blanche bows her head and rests on her upper back. Like she’s hugging her back.
“Death is too good for that bastard.” Vladimir’s deep voice fills the space, finally saying something. I want to agree with him because he deserves the worst kind of suffering for everything he’s done to her, but he needs to be stopped. He cannot be allowed to continue inflicting this pain on anyone else.
“I agree, but he needs to be stopped.” I remind my wolf. He huffs in irritation but doesn’t argue because deep down, he knows i’m right. He then goes to the pair and looks to our broken mate. He nudges his nose to her cheek to wipe her tears and she opens her eyes. She keeps an arm around Blanche and reaches to my wolf. She strokes the soft fur on his head and he licks her hand affectionately. I also go and bend down next to her a lightly lay my hand on her shoulder.
“Freya brought us here. She is casting a spell to find you. Once she finds out where, I will depart immediately and bring you home. We will save you, we just need you to stay strong till we do.” Her eyes shift towards me.
“He explained to me what his plans are and they are heinous. He wants to return the world to the supernatural and be ruler of them.Since I’m your mate and considered one of the most powerful wolves, he wants me as a chosen. He offered me a deal, that if I bring back your head he’ll let my brother go and my pack will never come to harm by him again. He also wants what he believes that belongs to him, your title, Silas.” My eyes widen in shock. I only knew about his desire for my pack and title and he wanted to take my mate to hurt me. However, I never knew his plans reached to such catastrophic lengths. He has completely lost his mind, and like hell she will become his chosen. Even Vladimir growls deeply at the thought.
“He mainly wants me for my connection to you and strong pups. He is willing to go through such lengths as to cast the same spell on me and he did Aiden. Please, you need to find me before he does.” She whimpers. I take her into my arms and she lays her head on my chest. I kiss her forehead and reassure her.
“I will find you, I promise. I will save you from my bastard brother. No matter what it takes.” I say and she tenses up as something comes to her mind.
“Why didn’t you tell me he is your brother?” She asks with wide eyes but they don’t hold any accusation. I take a deep breath and think of a way to explain myself.
“I didn’t want you to think I’m anything like him. Its true, my father chose him because he saw more qualities of himself in him than in me. I took more after my mother. He saw this as a weakness and chose my brother to become an Alpha as ruthless as him.” Recalling all my childhood memories of abuse and oppression leaves me tense. I never want to go back to that. I am not and will never be sorry my father is dead.
The space around us begins to shake and fade. I frantically look around and I feel a pull. The spell must be ending.
“Stay strong Angel. Ill be there soon.” I say and look to Blanche who is watching me with kind eyes. She nods to me. A silent pact so she wont be alone in this abuse.
Then the space shatters and I am pulled back to my body. Away from my mate who is barely managing to hold on.