Chapter 42 Grasping Elder Allen's Hand

*Diana*

I stood in the middle of the room deciding whether to unpack. After the message my father had received from my aunt, I had a feeling we might leave this house soon. It was such a beautiful house and I didn't want to leave it just yet, but I knew there were reasons making it difficult for us to stay in one place.

I decided to go see Elder Allen instead. I needed to learn all I could if I wanted to protect myself. Yes, I had my father and Ethan, but it would be better if I could do things on my own.

I exited the main house and followed the path to the guesthouse located at the side of the house. It was a beautiful brick house with french doors made of wood and glass.

I rang the doorbell and immediately I was welcomed by Jonathan who opened the two doors wide so I could enter and ushered me into the small living room area.

"Please wait for a moment while I inform the Elder of your arrival." Jonathan bowed to me and walked to the bedroom area of the guesthouse. I sat down on the small couch to wait.

Hardwood floors extended all the way to the kitchen. There was a small dining table for two and a small kitchen which had all the important appliances. At the back were sliding glass doors that opened up to a small view deck where two garden chairs were situated.

I heard a door open followed by footsteps and I stood up not wanting to be disrespectful to the Elder.

"Diana, that was quick. Did you unpack at least?" Elder Allen slowly walked towards me with Jonathan right behind her.

"No, Elder Allen. My father received a message from my Aunt Athena saying she would be arriving here by helicopter. Usually when there are unexpected events like that it means we should expect for the worst," I answered.

"Bright girl. Jonathan do not unpack. We have to be prepared." Jonathan mutters something inaudible to her. I guess that was a yes from him because Elder Allen didn't answer him back. "Now let me take a look at you, Diana." She raised my chin up and I looked away from her, embarrassed by her intense scrutiny. "You seem to have changed from the last time I saw you. You are now a woman and your scent has a mixture of pheromones, however not as strong as a she-wolf in heat, but strong enough to entice a man. You are slowly transforming to the Moon Goddess' likeness. Your transformation will be complete when the Blood Moon shines. A symbol of chaos, change and rebirth."

"Sit down, Diana. I need you to listen to me." I sat down on the couch while she took a seat in the armchair beside me.

"Your first shift into your wolf will be very painful. I expect it to be more painful than what a regular wolf experiences because your wolf is bigger than any normal wolf. When I touch you, I sense the rage in your wolf. You will have to control her, if not, she will cause chaos, killing anyone who gives her reason to. As I said, you are transforming into the likeness of the Moon Goddess. She is fair, she is wise, she is just, she is kind. A direct opposite of your wolf. Both of you, together, though, create balance."

"Now I want you to hold my hand and tell me what you see." Elder Allen extends her hand. I eye it warily before placing my hand in hers.

I close my eyes and start seeing blurry images in my mind. "*Open your eyes, Diana*," instructed Onyx. I open my eyes and gone were the Elder and the guesthouse. All I could see were the images which have become clear like I was watching a movie. I hear a gasp escape from the Elder so I try to loosen my grasp from her hand however I could not. I felt her hand shaking in my mine while I felt mine tightening around her frail hand.

I see an image of a young woman who at a young age exhibited certain powers. She seemed to have come from a wealthy family judging by her four poster bed and the various antiques displayed in her room although her attire was quite simple and she wore no jewelry.

This young woman had the ability to manipulate a person into doing what she wanted them to do. She used this to her advantage while she was in school and throughout her daily life, bending her teachers' decisions, avoiding the school bully, even using it against her parents and siblings so she could attain everything she desired.

All was going well for her. She had high grades without actually studying and went through school without having to put in any effort. She graduated top of her class in university and was immediately asked to teach at the private school which catered to rich wolf families here and abroad.

She had everything she wanted, a nice life and a nice job. All that was missing was a mate and family to call her own. She found difficulty in this arena for she was rather stiff and she was not as beautiful as other she-wolves.

On the other hand, her beautiful sister, who was considered the black sheep of the family, found love. He was a handsome man, tall and strong. When the sister invited him to their home so he could be introduced to the family, the young woman felt jealousy. How could he love her sister who wasn't as important as her? She concocted a plan to make her sister's lover her own.

When night had fallen and the rest of the family had retired for the evening, she invited her sister and the man to have some wine before going to bed. She drugged her sister with an elixir she herself had made. She watched her sister happily drink her wine while chatting incessantly about the plans of their mating ceremony until her sister dropped her glass on the floor. Her sister was out cold. It was time to make her move. While the man was busy helping her sister, she stood up and placed her hand on the man's shoulder.

"Matthew, you don't want my sister. You want me instead," she said in an whisper. The man abruptly stopped trying to wake her sister. He, instead, stood up and took her in his arms, crushing her against him and kissed her so passionately. She had never wanted something so much before. She allowed him to rip her clothing until she was naked before him and in front of her unconscious sister, proceeded to make love to this man on the cold hardwood floor of their living room.

Every touch tickled her senses. His tongue licked the sweet juices from her sex, his lips sucked the sensitive nub of her core while his fingers gently probed the deepness of her folds. She spread her legs for him urging him to take her and when he finally did, she welcomed him deep inside her, screaming his name, telling him to take her to ecstacy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, enjoying every thrust of his cock, until they reached their orgasm. When she opened her eyes, her sister, who was now awake, stood above them, murder in her eyes.

The man opened his eyes and looked down at her as if seeing her for the first time. He looked down at their still interlocking bodies and got up, his still hardened shaft sliding out of her, his seed dripping on the floor. He tried to explain to her sister, but unfortunately his explanations fell on deaf ears. Her sister didn't want anything to do with him any longer and rejected him as he mate before running to her bedroom and slamming the door.

The man looked at her, but this time with disgust in his eyes. She tried to touch him, but he swiftly moved away from her hands. She told him she loved him and that she would make a better mate than her sister. He laughed at her, his eyes cold with disdain.

"I will never love you. YOU DISGUST ME!" He yelled. He picked up his trousers that laid on the floor and started to get dressed.

She nodded her head at his announcement, crushed by his rejection of her, and quickly walked to a glass cabinet that had a small box inside. She took the box out of the cabinet and opened it. She then wrapped her hand with some pieces of her ripped clothing and took out a dagger. She slowly turned to him, the dagger behind her.

"Matthew, if I can't have you, no one will." In one fell swoop, she threw the dagger at him and it landed in his chest. He fell to the ground, trying to talk, but the silver sizzled its way to his heart killing him.

She shifted into her wolf and dragged his lifeless body to the river near their home and dumped him there. She then went home and cleaned up all the evidence, placing the dagger back in its box and returning the box to the cabinet. The next morning, her sister asked about him. She told her he had left vowing to never return. This drove her sister into insanity. In the end, her sister killed herself with the very dagger she used to kill her lover.

Finally, my hand lets go of Elder Allen's hand and my vision clears to where I was. In front of me sat a remorseful old woman, crying and whispering the name Matthew.

Elder Minerva Allen is a murderer.

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*Elder Minerva Allen *

When Diana grasped my hand, I was expecting her to see my future or our future together. I wasn't expecting her to see my past sins which I have buried deep within the recesses of my mind.

Onyx is judge, jury and executioner. I should have seen it, but Diana's wolf is too cunning. Onyx is a descendant of the wolf god of old, the wolf above all other wolves, a deity in her own right. I was foolish enough to think I could mold her to be of use to me as I have done to so many others in the past, however, she has now taken control of me, my past transgressions a card for her to use against me if she so needs it.

I fell in love with Matthew the moment I laid my eyes on him. He was so beautiful, together him and my sister made a beautiful couple. I knew my strengths and my weaknesses and beauty was a weakness I knew I could never change even if I prayed to the Moon Goddess for a miracle.

My sister was the beautiful one. She had long dark hair that swayed with her every move, beautiful dark brown eyes that showed transparent in the sun and red luscious lips that formed a pout even when she was smiling. When we were children, she was admired by many, while I, I wasn't even admired for my achievements. She always took center stage and I was always part of the fading background.

However, when we grew older and certain responsibilities had been tasked to each of us, she rebelled, disliking the amount of obligations which were burdened on our young shoulders. My father would always be away on "business" while our mother was busy travelling and shopping. The once rich Allen clan's finances were dwindling from the poor management of my parents and I, being the one who was smart and knowledgeable, steered our family out of poverty, using my abilities to keep all assets with a mere signature on a piece of paper.

Because of this, my parents saw me in a new light. I was now their favorite daughter while my sister stood in the backdrop until the night she brought home Alpha Matthew and promises were made to ensure my family's stature.

I was jealous. Him and I would have made a formidable pair. Instead of Lockwoods, Crownes and Johnsons, it would be the name of Allen who would be richest. I made my move, giving him my virginity, yet it was my sister he wished for.

I felt the bitterness of his rejection and so I decided to teach him an important lesson. No one says no to me. I threw a silver dagger at his chest and watched the silver burn a hole to his heart. Then I discarded him like a piece of trash that he was.

His absence drove my sister mad so she killed herself. It was one less family member I had to deal with.

The choices we make always has consequences. Now, I am old and alone with no heir to speak of and I can never ask for forgiveness, for those who I have hurt are gone.

"Elder, are you alright?" Jonathan asked. I was sobbing uncontrollably where I sat, an old lady with no true legacy other than murdering my sister's mate and watching her kill herself after.

Suddenly, the guesthouse grew dark.

*"There is no future for those whose sins can not be repaid. Retribution is your only solace."

Jonathan and I slowly look at Diana. It was not her voice who spoke. It was the frightening wolf of my visions.

*"You will soon see the truth of my words."

Diana's green eyes gleamed while her smile showed off long fangs which glistened in the shadows.

Moon Goddess help me.