Their Lycan Queen by Foxtail

Part 2 Chapter 60
Nora’s POV
I watched as Tristan went out of the tent and Isaac sighed and looked down on the table, I touched his foot with mine to get his attention. He looked up at me and I tilted my head, and pointed at my head so he would know I was mindlinking him.
*Sh it, sorry, Nora. My walls are always up* he says through the link and I just smile.
*It’s fine. But how are you?* I ask him and he shakes his head slowly.
*I don’t know, I have finally met him and he is running away from me. I was stunned when I saw him, he looks so much like another man that at first I thought I saw a ghost* he says and I get confused.
*Who?* l ́ask him but I can feel his confusion as well
*I don’t remember his name but I can show you he says and projects a memory in my mind.
It’s an older version of Tristan and Isaac is talking to him when suddenly the Tristan version gets his head severed from his neck as they are attacked.
I look at Isaac and then at Ares and I send the image to him.
*Nora, why is Tristan’s father in your head?* Ares asks me and I gasp.
*Are you sure that it’s his father? I got this memory from Isaac* I ask him
*Well, yes, Tristan and his father could be twins. And I thought you knew that Isaac killed his father?* Ares says confused
*Isaac, the man you showed me were Tristan’s father and they think that it was you that killed him* I say sadly to him and he looks at me and I can see the little ray of hope vanish from his
eyes.

He stands up without answering me and he walks out of the tent but Blake grabs his arm and says something that I can’t hear.
Isaac nods and goes out. I hope everything will go well.
“Hey, Nora, I heard about what happened with Hailey, I hope you win tomorrow” Laura says to me and winks and my stomach sinks at the thought.
“Wait, tomorrow isn’t friday?” I say to her and she blinks.
“Oh, no, but a duel like that is always held the day after, since it’s about a grave matter about mates.” Laura explains and I nod my head.
I dread tomorrow but I don’t let it show. I was chatting with Laura through the dinner when I was approached suddenly. A young boy came over to me with a piece of paper.
I thanked him and he blushed before going back. I opened the paper and read it. Then I stood up and walked out of the tent. Ares followed me and I showed him the note and after he read it he stormed inside the tent again.
Blake and Laura came out and Laura hugged me and whispered.
“Now we will have one hell of a show”
“What do you mean?” I say and look at the tent when Laura waved her hand and the tent disappeared and I saw Ares standing above two women and talking to them.
Then for some reason a fight broke out and I just stared at them.
“This is the second part of the pack dinner,” Blake said and shrugged. I stared at him totally confused.
“What?” I say and look over at Ares.
“Yeah, we eat dinner in peace and then everyone can challenge each other or deal with their dispute anytime” he says like it’s perfectly normal.
“You guys are crazy” I say and shake my head
“Nora, can I talk to you?” I hear Tristan and I turn around to see him almost naked.
“Sure” I say and I go with him just to meet Isaac on the way.
“Hello Isaac” say and smile largely and he nods.
“Good, I need to speak with both of you” Tristan says and I look at him confused.
But before I can answer there is a guy coming behind Isaac and he holds something in his hand. A knife made of silver and he aims it at.. Isaac.
I move without thinking as I suddenly rush around Isaac and the guy drives the knife right into my left shoulder, all the way through. Ouch. Someone should forbid silver, already.
I hear Ares howl, I bet he felt it as well but I just stand there looking at the knife handle. It doesn’t hurt as much as thought it would. It more stings.
Isaac and Tristan react as they kick the guy while Tristan pulls the knife out of my shoulder and then he gasps as both of us watch how the wound closes in about three seconds.
“That was a strange feeling” I say and look at him.
“Who is that by the way?” I ask them and look down at the guy that Isaac had knocked out cold.