A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 62

Chapter Sixty–Two 

I paced nervously around the communal waiting, located area just outside the meeting hall. Every step in unison with the seconds that ticked by on the clock on the wall, my breathing and heart racing so loud it was only increasing my anxiety. 

The meeting was planned, everything was ready. All that was left was Aleric. Any minute now he would be walking through that door with the news that would decide my fate. How strange that once again I would be finding myself tempting death in the hands of Aleric; though now relying on him as my saviour, not my executioner. Though I had to admit, I would be lying if I didn‘t acknowledge that he had been doing that very thing anyway these last few months. 

But no, I wouldn‘t be killed. I had to believe in Tytus‘ own thirst for power should the worst–case scenario come to play. I had to believe that my value outweighed my death... at least for now. 

Around me were several other people. I could see a few Elders that arrived early were convening to the side, quietly chatting, however it was the faces of many unranked individuals that I noticed the most. They were the men and women who had heard the news that war was potentially before us, the very people who would be laying their lives on the line for us. And yet the administrative assistant was unable t o tell them anything. They were unranked, their status not high enough to have input in the very thing that would potentially kill them… kill their family, their friends… their children. 

They weren‘t deemed important enough. 

“This is insane! We have a right to know!” a man shouted. 

“Yeah!” a few yelled around him. 

The tensions had been rising in the room for several minutes now but I could see the nervousness in the administrative assistant‘s face. The group of individuals were slowly becoming a crowd as many more gathered around from outside to find answers. 

They were scared. Who could blame them? I would be too if it was my life being used as fodder on the front line because of decisions made higher up; because of decisions I‘d have no say in. But fear makes people do dumb, insane things... things like launching yourself at the admin assistant who genuinely didn‘t know anything. Who was probably just as scared as the group gathering around them. 

The man grabbed the assistant‘s shirt, bringing their face up to eye level. 

“Tell us what is really happening!” he yelled again. 

“I–I don‘t have that i–information. I just work at the f–front desk,” they stammered out. 

The crowd wasn’t pleased with this reply. Grumbles and jeering were voiced throughout the people as they were now at a loss of where to look next. 

How had Aleric dealt with this in the past? Was it because they feared him more when he became Alpha than they feared the enemy waiting for them? Or did they respect him, knowing that his ability to lead and his prowess in battle were enough to inspire? I couldn‘t recall a single situation like this ever having happened in the past under his command. 

But immediately, the discrepancy in the timelines was explained, answering the question in my mind. 

“For a year now you have controlled us, forced us into strict safety protocols with the fear of being killed b y rogues. For Goddess‘ sake, some girl was killed in the park just down the road from town. Now you expect us to go to war! We haven‘t even been allowed to freely live our lives again yet and now you expect us to hand them over to you.” 

“H–1 can‘t help you. The orders for those protocols came from the Elders. They are the ones who create the template and present it for implementation. I just relay information based on those templates provided.” 

Silence hung in the air as the crowd took that information in slowly. Not because it was difficult to understand, but because there were Elders present. Elders who were now increasingly becoming painfully aware of what was happening around them. I saw as their faces transitioned to ones of people worried for their own safety. They were very clearly outnumbered; their positions always having been safe out of respect, rather than them holding any true authority to command others in the way that ranked members d 0. 

“You!” the man yelled out to them. 

He seemed to be the one leading this charge. So much anger inside him and yet so incredibly stupid what he was doing. He‘d already laid a hand on the admin assistant. It shouldn‘t have been that difficult to realise that he was going to be punished severely for this, not to mention the repercussions if he didn‘t stop now. Attacking the Elders would be a death sentence. 

And then I saw it. That glimpse in his eye of no longer caring, darkening as his wolf came forward. He was really going to attack. 

He took two steps forward, his body poised and then 

“Enough!” I yelled out to him, layering my voice thick with what Beta heir authority I had. 

It wasn‘t dangerous for me to use this tone as it was my own natural one, not derived from my marking. It was enough to command the unranked in this circumstance, 

The man stopped, frozen in place from my order, and turned his face to look at me. His eyes were dark and wild, his wolf on the verge of emerging. He really was about to give up his life for this, I could see clearly how serious he was. 

gone silent, my voice having brought utter quiet to everyone in the area. They were too scared to move, too worried I would punish them

I repeated, more gently as I walked towards the man. “I know you are tired, I know

rank, and yet have the audacity to say that,” he spat back.

I could feel they all agreed but didn‘t want to voice

to war, even the ranked members are there fighting with you. Hell, it might very well be my father who doesn‘t return next time. I, too, would grieve just as you would

“Your family is all alive and well. I had to watch my father go to war when I was barely old enough to remember him.

statement wasn‘t lost on me but, in this life, I knew where he was coming from. From his perspective, I could see how it might seem that way. Normal people weren‘t

all. 

during your outburst was my best friend. An unranked girl, a seemingly unimportant one in the grand scheme of this hierarchy. And she was murdered, her body left for me to find. But she is not ‘some girl‘ as you so nicely phrased... and you have no right to use her

a flash of guilt cross his face as he calmed down, slowly getting control of his emotions finally

Myra,” i continued, “She loved books and shopping... and she genuinely cared for every person she met. But, most importantly, she was loved... loved by me, loved by her parents, and loved by

my attention to the entire crowd, raising my voice for them all to

deserve to know what the higher ups choose to do with your lives. Because when it comes to war, there is no rank. There is only life... and death. Every single one of us will become the same when we die on that field, our blood nourishment for the ground, our souls with the Goddess.

on their faces as they tried to interpret what I was saying. What I

Lake pack announced today,” I declared.

and no one moved. They all looked

spoke out from the back, a woman pushing her way to

said; kneeling

response I had wanted or asked for. If anything this made things more awkward

No... Please, don‘t do th–.”

were kneeling beside the woman. And then another... and another… and

up,” I begged desperately. “There‘s no need for this.”

knew would be accompanied by thoughts that were not in my favour. I couldn‘t think of a worse situation to find myself in given the events that would soon

you safe,” the first woman said. “For it is within your presence, guided by our Great Mother,

“No, plea–” 

Saintess,” the crowd began to echo around

sensation of eyes burning into me, different from the people already here. And, instinctively, I looked up to the

Aleric stood, watching as the people knelt

room towards where the meeting hall was instead, without glancing

Shit. 

and be blessed. Return to your families in peace,” I awkwardly said to the crowd, hoping it sounded devout enough for them to

Chapas Saly Twa 

didn‘t wait to check. Quickly, I spun on my heel without another word and walked off in the direction I saw Aleric go. I had

fuck, fuck,” i frantically kept whispering to myself while I

exact moment was a thousand times worse, only second to if Tytus himself had seen. I couldn‘t do anything though, the people didn‘t listen to me when I‘d asked them to stand. I didn‘t want

end, his face completely unreadable. Somehow that was infinitely more disconcerting than if he was showing anger, irritation... anything. Literally showing any emotion right then would have

the side, indicating for me to enter, and I did so without complaint. It was a room usually used for dignitaries of foreign territories to

I didn‘t...” I fumbled. “I just tried to get them to

I should stop and I immediately shut

betraying how he felt on the topic in the slightest. “... Jonathan is

clutching onto inside my chest instantly escaped

didn‘t show up at the packhouse today,” he continued. “I was waiting there for over an hour. When h e didn‘t turn up on time, I went by his house but no one had seen him since he left

to check on

He turned his face, averting his eyes from me. “She‘s gone, Aria. I‘m sorry. We found her scent trail travelling over the border.”

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