The Light within Darkness

Chapter -9

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I used to love my name. It was unique, beautiful, very different from the names normally given in the north. It was my.....mother's idea. My nanny once told me how my mother used to spend majority of her day during her pregnancy brainstorming unique names for me. She told me how lucky I was to be loved so much even before I was born. I was so proud of my name that I used to brag about it all the time when I was little. I told everyone that I had a royal name and only princes and princesses are allowed to have name like that. I loved how it set me apart from rest of the pack members. How naive was I? It set me apart so much that people stopped thinking that I was one of them and like my name I was slowly forgotten.

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A faint voice echoes all around me. It feels like I know that voice but I can't put my finger on it. Someone is calling me begging me to wake up.

My body felt like it was struck by lightening but at the same time I was filled with this new found sensations and energy. This constant buzzing in my head. I have never felt something like this before. I can't put my finger on it but it feels like somebody has access to my mind. I don't know if this is a good thing or bad.

I opened my eyes slowly, the lights in the room were dim yet it still hurt my eyes. I looked around the room as my eyes slowly adjusted to the light. It was....... ultra luxurious. Everything looked liked it was carved by hand. I have seen luxury, I have lived in it my whole life but this is beyond I have ever seen. Luxury in north means comfortable space, wood in fireplace, dresses from bear skin and bigger portion of meat but this is beyond that. Everything looked like it was made from gold, the carving of the bed to the knob of the doors. Even the sheet and quilt felt so soft and comfortable.

Where am I? Why can't I remember anything?

There are four doors in total one obviously opens to a huge balcony. The windows looks tightly shut but I can still see the outdoor furniture on the huge balcony. I clutched the quilt in my hands and buried my face in it. My memory is little bit hazy the last thing I remember is Estrella lying in my bed. My head is pounding so hard that I can't seem to recall anything. 

The sound of key turning brings me back to the reality. A women dressed in formal navy blue knee length long shirt and ankle length skirt enters the room hurriedly. Her attire reminds me royal palace maids. She looks like in her mid forties. Somehow I can feel that she's a werewolf which is weird since my werewolf senses are almost gone. I can visibly see tension leave her body as soon as her eyes met mine and she bow downs deeply to greet me.

"Oh thank goodness. Dear goddess you're finally awake. We prayed day and night for your good health" her voice shaking with every word. "I couldn't even begin to imagine the consequences if you had failed to awaken by now" she wipes her tears before hurrying towards the door again. "I must go and inform the king. Please stay in bed and rest. I will immediately send someone for assistance" and with that she left the room but not before locking it. Before I had the time to react she was gone just as fast she came .

King? King who? King of werewolves? What does he want from me? Does he want to use me as a  pawn in his fight against Bjorn? The Royals never really liked Bjorn and his old age beliefs. They wanted to introduce new world where everyone live in peace and harmony with same laws governing both werewolves and humans whereas Bjorn wanted to bring back the old ways. He wanted to establish the superiority of werewolves over all living creature by overthrowing the monarchy. I hate the fact that I used to think the exact same way. I don't know what is going on but one thing is clear that I need to get out of here.