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. 

area. They were

know you are scared. We all are. None of us want to

birth rank, and yet have the audacity to say

could feel they all agreed but didn‘t want

love, people I fight for. And when it comes 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

and well. I had to watch my father go to war when I was barely old enough

but, in this life, I knew where he was coming from. From his perspective, I could see how it might seem that

all. 

one in the grand scheme of this hierarchy. And she was murdered, her body left for me to

a flash of guilt cross his face as he calmed down, slowly

was loved... loved by me, loved by her parents, and

attention to the entire crowd, raising

are important. All of you are worthy and 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. So I can only hope

they tried to interpret

war with the Silver Lake pack announced today,” I declared. “...I give

spoke and no one moved. They all looked at me with

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

kneeling before

me. This wasn‘t the response I had wanted or asked for. If anything this made things more awkward for

No... Please, don‘t

as Saintess before they, too, were kneeling beside the woman. And then another... and another… and another. And soon the entire crowd of unranked were kneeling before

desperately. “There‘s no

me with wary expressions that I knew would be accompanied by thoughts that were not in my favour. I couldn‘t think of a

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

“No, plea–” 

be our Saintess,” the crowd

more to stand but suddenly I could feel the sensation of eyes burning into me, different from the people already here.

Aleric stood, watching as the people knelt

gaze only a moment though, walking across the room towards where

Shit. 

to the crowd, hoping it sounded devout enough for

Chapas Saly Twa 

word and walked off in the direction I saw Aleric

to myself while I walked as

to if Tytus himself had seen. I couldn‘t do anything though, the people didn‘t listen to me when

and finally found Aleric standing at the end, his face completely unreadable. Somehow that

side, indicating for me to enter, and I did so without complaint. It was a room usually used for dignitaries of foreign territories to allow them a private place to wait before a meeting.

tried to get them to

should stop and I

tone not betraying how he felt on the topic in the slightest. “... Jonathan

chest instantly escaped me as it felt

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

to check on Thea yet?”

averting his eyes from me. “She‘s gone, Aria. I‘m sorry. We found her

towards the table next to me as I used it to support

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