“You should be practicing your own speech,” Alpha Jonathan said through his teeth as he stared down at his daughter. “Instead of harassing the very students you are supposed to be representing.”
Sarah had gone completely pale and the rest of us wouldn’t dare speak. I don’t think any of us were expecting to see Sarah’s father standing in the middle of our library, staring daggers at Sarah.
He was a very intimidating man, but when he’s angry, he’s even more
“I was just ”
“I don’t care,” he said in a low and threatening. “I’ve heard enough. Don’t make me repeat myself because you won’t like what I do next.”
I watched as she swallowed hard and then she nodded, turning back to her wide-eyed and pale-faced friends.
“Let’s go,” she murmured to them.
She didn’t have to say that twice; her friends started scurrying away quickly and Sarah was right behind them, not daring to look back at her father.
Alpha Jonathan remained though and once Sarah was out of me, he turned to me. At first, his expression was unreadable; it left an unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach.
“Lila, I apologize for my daughter’s behavior,” he said, shaking his head with dismay written all over his face. “I have no excuses.”
“It’s not your fault, Alpha,” I said, proud that my voice came out strong. “Thank you for stepping in.”
He nodded, but he didn’t smile, instead, he just looked at me for a long and questioning while.
“Have you worked on your campaign at all, Lila?” Alpha Jonathan surprised me by asking; I wasn’t sure how much I should tell him.
Truth be told, I haven’t thought about my campaign at all. But I don’t think that’s something he or Sarah should know, so I nodded.
“I’m almost finished preparing,” I lied. “It’s only a few days away, so I have to be as prepared as possible.
“I agree,” he said in return..
The election was only on Friday and currently, it was Wednesday; as the days neared, I grew even more nervous, but I didn’t want him to know that either so I kept a plastered look on my
“What are you doing in our library, Alpha?” The girl I was tutoring surprised me by asking; I shot her a look, but she didn’t seem to notice.
He looked at her, narrowing her eyes.
“Considering I’m the one who paid for this library, I’m in MY library,” he said, sounding calm, but his words were like a whip. “With that being said, I’m planning on renovations, and I need to take a look at what needs to be done before planning anything final.”
“Renovations?” I asked, raising my brows. “To the library?”
“The school in general,” he answered. “It’s a bit outdated, don’t you think?”
“I suppose,” I said thoughtfully. “The art department was planning on creating a large mural for students in the middle of the campus. It’ll represent a little bit of everybody. Would that be safe during renovations?”
“A mural?” He asked, raising his brows. “I don’t believe that was run by me yet.” “Miss Emily said she’d speak to the board,” I said, my tone going way softer than I meant it.
He didn’t look particularly pleased, but he also didn’t look angry either.
“I guess I’ll have to speak to the board to find out any information around here,” he muttered, shaking his head as he spoke.
“We are asking students around campus to submit a photo that best represents them, and then we are painting these photos as a mural. It’s a project that I pitched to Miss Emily,” I heard myself explaining nervously.
“I see,” he said, clearing his throat. “I’ll be seeing you later, Lila.”
He turned on that note and left through the main entrance of the library. I stared after him frowning and thinking to myself how seriously weird that encounter
But brushed the thought of my mind and got back to work tutoring these students.
Third Person POV
Alpha Jonathan walked down the very halls of the school he personally funded. He called for contractors to meet him at the school so he could price out the very needed adjustments for the campus appearance. Per usual, he remained disappointed as the contractors he hired were late.
However, it was only a distraction. He was actually at the school for a completely different reason, but he needed to find Lila cómpletely alone.
Only a day prior he was told that he only had until Friday to capture her or else the ritual won’t work. Friday was the full blood red moon and the only time this ritual would work if he wanted to turn his daughter into a Volana wolf.
It was easy to get the intel he needed. He only needed a specific witch and then
the rest would fall into place. Getting her was the easy part but getting her to help might be a little bit more difficult.
“Why did you break me out?” Jazzy asked, standing in the center of his office with her arms across her chest.
Since he took the cuffs off her, she was able to heal most of the wounds inflicted on her. She’s been in his custody for a couple of hours, and this was the first time they were able to have a conversation since his inside men left.
“Because I believe we can help each other,” he said, leaning back in his seat and gazing up at her.
She was a pretty little thing with dark swirls of curly hair and emerald eyes. Her cherry red and full lips were pursed like she was kissing something, but her neatly timed eyebrows were furrowed together in aggravation.
“I don’t help wolves,” she said through her teeth.
“You helped Paul,” Jonathan said in return.
“Hardly,” she muttered. “Paul was a sorry excuse for a wolf, and he was more body than brain.”
“That might be true, but you still helped him. It was from my understanding that he wanted to become a Volana himself so he could be a powerful Alpha.”
She curled her lip up in disgust at him.
“That might be so, but what he didn’t know was that I was using him,” she said with an eye roll.
“Using him? Do tell.”
“He thought I was doing it to help him become a powerful Alpha, but really I was using him as the downfall for all Volana wolves. He was going to be my Volana puppet, and I was going to be in ultimate control. He would have no power; it would only be me. I was going to kill all Volana’s in the process of this and then maybe one day, when I’m done, kill him.”
Jonathan raised his brows at hers; she sounded so sadistic, and it sent a chill down Jonatha’s spine. But at the same time, he was also impressed.
“As I said, we can help each other. I want what Paul wanted, only I don’t want it for myself. I want it for my daughter, Sarah. You see she has a goddess-given gift that has been cursed at birth by a witch that is no longer living. Therefore, she can’t undo the spell. But there’s a way to break the spell and that’s to turn my daughter into a Volana wolf. The Volana blood alone with break the curse. I want my daughter to be the most powerful being to exist. In return, I’ll make sure all other Volanas cease to exist. Except for my daughters,” Jonathan said, his voice growing increasingly louder.
“Why should I help you do anything?” She asked after a moment of silence. “I don’t even need your help. I purposely got captured so I could stake out and spy. I am accumulating so much information and I haven’t even left the dungeon,” Jazzy
said a cocky smile on her face. “I can read the minds of those who aren’t Alpha, Luna’s, and apparently Volanas. But let me tell you, everyone at the Nova pack thinks way too much.”
She paused for a moment as she flipped her long hair behind her shoulders.
“I was hardly even trapped; I’m the most powerful dark witch in the world. I could walk out whenever I wanted to, and those cuffs didn’t work on me whatsoever. It was a pathetic attempt on their part honestly.”
“If you’re the most powerful witch in the world, then why not just destroy Lila? Surely, you can get close enough to end her and the others,” Jonatha said in a breath.
She was quiet for a moment.
“Volana wolf blood and magic are different,” she said, scrunching her nose. “Normal magic, light or dark, doesn’t have much effect on it. We can’t break through the barriers of it. My magic isn’t strong enough. But if I create the Volana vessel, I can control it.”
“How do you create the Vessel?” Jonathan found himself asking.
“Paul was going to mark and mate with Lila. This will open the connection. between wolves, like a tunnel from soul to soul. When mated with a Volana, they tend to become stronger not just on the exterior but the interior as well. It makes their wolves vulnerable to one another and opens up the passageway I need to complete the rest of the ceremony. On the day of the red blood moon, I drain. Lila of all the blood in her body as part of the sacrifice. Being a Volana, this alone won’t kill her. The blood will be poured into a pot over a roaring fire where I add the other ingredients for this spell. I say a few words for the spell to open. The vessel… or the wolf who wants to become a Volana, comes and drinks the blood of the Volana. Then as the final sacrifice, I slit the Volana’s throat, killing her. The Volana’s body gets burned and soon after the ritual is complete. Once the Volana’s heart stops beating, the chosen wolf will become the Volana.”
“Does my daughter need to mate with this Volana for this ritual to work?”
Jazzy was quiet for a moment.
“No,” she finally answered. “It’s much easier when the wolves are mated, but doable when they aren’t.” blood
“I will let you have control if that’s what you want,” Jonathan found himself saying “I will let you have control if that’s what quickly. “Turn my daughter into a Volana and I’ll give you whatever you want and let you kill whoever you want. But I ask that you spare my daughter’s life.”
“Such a desperate wolf… Jazzy thought to herself. “But he might be useful to me after all.”