Nielu [REWRITTEN]

15 - The Lady Irene

"Tell me this, young one, are you positive Aphmau is your mom?" the woman asks him.

"Of course she is!" Ethan shouts. "Why wouldn't she be my mom!"

"Then answer this honestly; have you ever noticed-" she sighs, "I must hurry. He has found me."

The woman stands up after bending down to grab hold of her staff. She hands it over to Ethan. "Take this, show your mom; she'll know what to do with it."

"Finish your question! I haven't noticed what?!" the teenaged werewolf shouts. "Hey!"

"I cannot. Just know this, young one, there will come a time where the darkest secret comes to shine and your life will hang in the balance. Your parents will do everything in their power to protect you but it may have a cost. After all, all magic comes with a price."

She turns on her heels and vanishes, bringing Ethan back to reality. His eyes slowly open to spot his mom and Nico chatting away.

I haven't noticed what exactly? She disappeared before she could tell me. I mean, sure I've noticed the last couple years that I have more enhanced abilities than my family. But, that's just because I'm a early bloomer, right? Nothing else.

"Ethan." his mom says, with a smile. "I'm glad to see your awake, now."

He hums. "Yeah."

The onyx haired werewolf scrunches his nose when he suddenly catches the scent of something unpleasant. His ears perk up with the oncoming footsteps and a voice speaking to his mom.

"Ah, Aphmau. I was wondering when I'd get to see if a theory is correct."

The petite woman moves to stand up, pushing her body off the ground and standing protectively in front of him and Nico.

"What theory?" she asks.

The voice smiles then crackles loud as Ethan watches a white haired man stepping closer to her. "Why, the theory of a possible Ultima."

"No!" Ethan's mom shrieks. "Leave my husband out of this!"

"Oh, I'm not here for him. But, you just gave away what Aaron Lycan is to you."

Aphmau pales as the white haired man lifts his right hand and throws her into a pole, with magic of some sort.

"Mom!" Ethan bellows.

"Don't fret, she's alive. Barely." the man tells him, "now, for my theory."

"An associate of mine told me that she saw your eyes flicker red. I want to know if she's telling the truth. That you are indeed of an Ultima bloodline."

"Ultimas don't exist."

"Kill the woman." the man orders a nearby Guardian Force officer.

Ethan growls. "Touch my mom and I'll..." he trails off when the man lifts his other hand and proceeds to slap the teen's cheek. "Hey!"

The man drops his hand, wiping it off with a handkerchief. "You'll what? Kill me? I don't think so."

Again, the teen's eyesight flickers. "I'll rip your heart out and feed it to the wild wolves." he threatens.

"He did extract hearts of two officers." an onyx haired man whispers.

The white haired man chuckles. "Like father, like son." he says. "You know, Ethan, I know your father."

"You know my dad? But he's never mentioned knowing you."

"Not Aaron, I only met him recently. I mean your biological father, you know the one who created you?" the man tenderly speaks.