"This event had only comfirmed our suspicions, we need to gather as many alliances as we can to help us." We didn't know exactly what was the reason for Ophelias strange nightmares and rather scary sleepwalking.
They were just simply suspicious, the last resort which we hoped weren't true and went out looking for another resolution. But unfortunately we were right the first time and Ophelias unconscious mind was intruded by an unknown force, almost possessed. Taken control in her sleep appearing sleeping, yet quite conscious to her surroundings.
"I've heard many stories of this but never came face with such situation myself." Xavier spoke out worry lacing he's words.
"How can it be resolved ?" We walked side by side towards the medical rooms where Ophelia lay, holding onto her life by a thread.
"I am not going to sugar coat this situation, but the one who cast the possession usually cuts off he's ties to the chosen one."
"Meaning they kill them." I stood cold staring at her almost lifeless body before me, something turning within me. I stormed out to my office my beta already awaiting me.
"Tare down every village, every city and every pack. I do not care who is and who is not innocent, you will find the man. And if not, I will do so myself."
The days of my killings and so had gotten a stop to it since my aunt, Ammelia came into the picture. Yet now there is no need to hold back, is there ? I had grown warm to Ophelia, but it's not that somebody had effected her angers me, it is the fact somebody would use her as a spy to get inside the castle grounds.
I knew my wolf senses were right about the man that night, at the wedding. I shouldn't of left her dance with him, not being able to hear what he had said to her.
With that thought my mind clicked, my body immediately bolting forward through the halls.
"I need to access her memory's."
"She needs to somewhat conscious sir." The doctor spoke out, doing he's daily check up on her.
"Yes I know that, but not the natural way." Our ways and abilities had developed since our ancestors, but that doesn't mean their ways hadn't been effective and weren't forgotten.
"It's dangerous and quite hard to do right."
"It is the only solution to give us a clue atleased, point of direction where to look to help her." The doctor nodded, sensing he didn't want to be part of this but knew this was our only help.
He sat Ophelia upright, giving me access to the back of her neck explaining the only way I could do this right and many ways to do it wrong, with a strong possibility of killing her. But I had to know, I needed to know. My claws unleashed positioning myself beside her neck, directly under her hairline before sliding my claws through her skin, my body bolting back with a rush of energy.
A new image appearing infront of me.
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Torture
WerewolfI was the definition of elegance. The young girl who was nothing but kindness and perhaps even a little naive. People used to look up to me, my life with pretty dresses and jewels. But that all changed that night we were under attack, my life would...
