CHAPTER 47

JULIAN'S POV.
Julian woke up with a pounding headache and the whole of my head felt like it had been clobbered by heavy metal. Not just my body, the whole of my body ached and burned like it had been set on fire and left to burn through the eternal burning flames. When I heard a loud bang ring from somewhere in the place where I was, I opened my eyes slowly to see what the sound was.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the room I was in was very dark and only a tiny flicker of light came from somewhere in the place. Something like running water kept sounding in my ears, making my head hurt some more because of how loud the sound was for my wolf ears. I closed my eyes with a loud sigh for over a minute. When I finally opened my eyes again, I channeled my wolf sense and saw that I was in a cave.
Julian managed to sit up and I looked at the place I was lying on. I saw that it was a bed of rock and I wondered if that was responsible for the body pain I had. I looked around once again while I tried to determine why I was in such a hollow place that it seemed like life could be sucked out of me any minute from then on. How did I get there in the first place? I racked my brain.
At first, I didn't remember anything at all but then it all came back to me in a rush, and I grimaced at the pain I felt in my heart. I held my chest in my hands as I remembered how my brother and the strange lady had overpowered me so easily and I felt ashamed of myself and the weakness I had portrayed. How had the woman overpowered me so easily? I thought to myself.
I replayed the scene the way it had happened before in my mind and I realized that the two of them hadn't given me any single chance to prove myself or to defend myself and the woman with me. While Leo hadn't done anything during the attack they had launched toward me, the woman had done everything to get me and she had done it in such a way that I had no power to retaliate by whatsoever means.
The woman had rendered me and my wolf power and strength completely useless in only a few seconds. Throughout the history of supernatural beings, there had always been only two powers that superseded that of the werewolves and those were the witches and the moon goddess. The pale woman that had attacked me wasn't the moon goddess, I was sure of that and that could only mean that she was from a witch coven.
Even though witches were supreme beings to the werewolves, not just any witch could defeat me and my wolf. If my intelligence was right, Julian was sure that the woman was not just from any witch coven. With the way even my wolf had feared the woman, she had to be one of the most powerful witches that had ever lived on the surface of the earth. That was the only explanation I could get for how swiftly the woman had defeated me.
The woman and my brother were the least of my concern for now. Even though I felt a little humiliated at being defeated by a mere woman, It was also the least of my worries. What was paramount to me right now was the woman the two of them had stolen from me. I had to get my mate back from my cruel brother and the wicked woman he had collided with. I thought as I got up from the temporary bed I laid upon and tried to leave.
I was almost halfway to the mouth of the cave when I stopped in my tracks as I realized that I couldn't just leave. Someone had saved me and I had to at least thank the person for their help. I turned back to return to the cave bed when I saw a man floating into the room. Perplexed, I looked at the man to see what was making him float in the air but I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary which could only mean one thing.
Magic.
There was nothing else that could make the man float other than magic. My wolf sense of fighting heightened as I readied myself for combat even though the man hadn't given me any reason to be wary of him but Julian wasn't ready to take the chance. I knew I had to be ready for anything and everything especially now that I knew that I could be knocked out with just a single option of magic
"Calm down, young man. If I wanted to harm you, then I didn't need to wait until you were awake. I didn't even need to save your life in the first instance." The man told me.
I saw the reasoning in what the man said and I relaxed my aggressive stance. When the man chuckled, I looked at the man to determine what the man was but I couldn't figure it out. From the look of things, I couldn't associate the man with any supernatural beings I had ever known to exist. If I was left with no choice but to mention though, I might say that the man had gotten his power from being born by a witch.
"What are you?" I asked him.
"I'm a faerie." The man answered simply.
I looked at him and nearly knocked myself on the head for not thinking about such an explanation. It could have skipped my mind because most of the fairies were known for their glittering and flaunting wings through ancient times till now. A few of them however were wingless like this man that was with me and they relied on magic to move around and get many things done.
Why was that man here though? Fairies were beings that separated themselves from time past. They had been the most aloof of the supernatural beings that had ever existed from the beginning of time till the moment. Even when the other clans and tribes had fought each other to death for Alexander's blood, the fairies hadn't asked much as breathed because of it, talked more, moved near the blood, or even tasted a drop of it. They had stayed away from the affairs of the world.
When the six trees had surfaced back then also and clans had risen against one another. One supernatural tribe against the other in the quest for owning the trees, the fairies were the only ones that had not engaged in the conflict of the world. After her Holiness had settled the dispute, fairies had gone completely extinct from the supernatural world and no one knew where they were. Perhaps the moon goddess knew but the others didn't.
According to the history that had circulated that I had heard while growing up, I knew that the others thought that the last of the fairies was dead and so, their tribe was lost to the world forever. So it was a surprise for me to see another one now. If it were another person who saw this faerie, I knew that the person would be looking for ways to capture him but I had no interest in such a thing.
"How did you end up where I found you?" The faerie asked me.
I watched as he floated to the rock I had stood up from minutes ago too gracefully for even a man, his long hair waving around softly behind him and caressing his back in a seducing way.
"Where did you find me?" I asked because the last thing I remembered was being in the car in a second, driving, and being unconscious in the next second after that.
"In the car. I bought you over here through magic." The faerie explained to me.
So, they had left me in the car?
"Did you see anyone with me?" I asked her faerie even though I knew the question was a futile one.
"No, I didn't. I saved only you from the hands of death." The man answered.
I watched as the faerie swiped the locks of hair that had started to his face away and I nearly gagged. So, he was not just a faerie bit he was also something that could be termed as gay.
"Why were you in that car, young man? In the unconscious state that I found you?" He asked me.
I thought about the answer to give to the question he asked me countless times. I pondered if I should tell him about what had happened and who I had thought had attacked him. In the end, I decided keeping mute was the only thing I could do since there was nothing the man could do to help me out of the mess I had found myself in.
"It was nothing, faerie. I merely fainted due to excessive drinking from the party I had attended." I lied without any remorse.
"Then, why could I smell a witch aura on you when I found you yesterday?" The faerie asked me.
"How am I supposed to know?" I asked, feigning ignorance.
The faerie got up from where he was and floated to my side. He sniffed my body for a few seconds and I felt uncomfortable about the whole thing.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I can't be wrong about what I said." He answered and sniffed me again. "The power of the witch still smells on you a lot." He finished.
I stepped away from him.
"Whatever happened is none of your business," I retorted at him.
"It could be a lot of my business." The faerie said in a very low voice.
"What happened? Why would you say that?" I asked, very curious about the whole thing that must have happened between the faerie and the witches.
"I had a dream about a week ago. What happened back then between the witches and the werewolves clans is about to repeat itself." The man said in an agonized voice.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. The man was confused with the way he was speaking. First, he had been snooping about my life to know what had happened. Next, he had tried to find out if I had a fight with a witch or something close to that. Now, he was telling me that there was going to be another repetition of something that had happened in the past?
"The war where the werewolves and the witches had nearly eradicated each other because of the tree that its fruit gives powers to anyone who tasted of it." The faerie clarified.
There was going to be another war between the two tribes again? I thought to myself. Why? How? I wondered. That only seemed to clarify my earlier thoughts that someone was responsible for the stealing of the fruit of the only tree left of Alexander's power.
"How does your dream tell you of everything that would happen?" I asked the faerie.
"Have you forgotten who we the fairies are? We have the power to see into the future." The man said with an arrogant tone. To further emphasize his point, he smirked and flaunted his hair in the air again.
Much as I wanted to stay and listen to the words of the fairies, I had to save my woman from the clutches of the evil people that had taken her from me. There was only one way to also save her, I told myself, and that would be storming into my brother's camp.
"I have to go," I announced to the faerie. Without waiting for any reply from him, I went out of the cave.