Aries

Chapter 8

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Well, all I can say is that, the story is picking up. 

When Rhaze used to train me, I had been under the impression that my sister was ruthless. But today I saw the title being handed to another person.

Rhaze begged Alioth for rest. We had been running for almost three days, without much break. For the first two days, Alioth and Miguel carried me. Today, after much persuasion, they allowed me to use my legs.

When I was able to keep with their speed, there was a proud glint in my sister's eyes. My Beta.

There was nothing from Reece. She was not hurt nor was in any danger. All she sent was an emotion of warmth. Moreover, I felt at least five join our small pack through her. Gamma and Beta of a pack had that power.

"Please!" my sister said, crumbling to her knees. "Just one hour!"

Alioth paused for a second. "We are in Northern Magycs tribe. If anything, the West pack has good relation with this tribe. Their Zayin will not be kind to us."

But I stopped and knelt next to my sister. "She needs rest. Before our run, she was tortured for three days. She has been pushing herself for six days without food or sleep. She needs this!"

Alioth was about to protest but Miguel glared at her. "I know you are grieving over Cathara's death. But to take it on a girl who was not responsible is not fair, Alioth. I am a shifter, so I can keep up with you. But Rhaze here is a werewolf. Someone who was born in the era of the Curse. She cannot be pushed much."

Alioth gritted her teeth but she nodded. She went a few steps ahead and began to mutter something.

"What is she doing?" I asked as I took my time to see the vast opening that surrounded us.

We were in Kaleth Grasslands. The grasslands that blended to marshes and finally have a way to the beach. This grassland was owned by the Magycs of Northern tribe. Their Zayin was Deanna.

"Protection," Miguel muttered as he sat next to Rhaze. "She can protect us against Magycs."

Rhaze leant against a rock as she plucked a young grass. The fragrance of lemon hit me hard. Silently shredding the poor grass in pieces, my sister looked up.

"If she can protect us, why did she not allow me to rest?"

"Because," Alioth said as she came and sat on the rock against which Rhaze was leaning on. "I was just out of prison. I was not willing to do anything until we reached the neutral lands. This tribe... their Zayin is not someone we can to brush off. Deanna comes from a strong line."

Rhaze huffed. "What difference was it going to make if we stop here or in neutral lands?"

Alioth closed her eyes. "Here, like an omicron or an Alpha, the Zayin of this Tribe will be able to detect my power. As this is a High Tribe, they have connections with the dungeons. I don't want to cause problems."

My sister nodded. "What do you mean by being born in the era of the Curse?"

Miguel gave my sister a levelled look. "Even we, the ones who spent the majority of their lives in the dungeons with no connections with the outside world knows this. How could you not?"

I frowned. "I have never heard of this."

Miguel exasperated. "Can you believe them, Alioth?"

The star nodded after a minute. "Yes. The Nobles aren't so noble, after all."