Chapter 42
“I hope there is a good enough reason you have summoned me here like this when you clearly know what I was doing. Do you have any idea how close I was to finally meeting the rogue head?” Anastasia looked at the council head before. looking at his sons, who looked at each other.
They didn’t know how to start it. It was their fault from the beginning. They wanted to ask Anastasia what she was thinking when she accepted the offer of being the pack’s secretary, but now that they knew she did it all to maintain her identity as the rogue, what could they do?
“Well, we wanted to discuss a few things with you – Derek started speaking, but rather than focusing on his words, Anastasia looked out of the window, her mind. going back and thinking about that one man who had been on her mind. constantly.
“You are mine. I’ll make you mine by hook or crook. My feelings for you are real. Give me a chance. I will make it work. I know this is selfish of me. Please don’t leave, his words echoed in her head.
“Are you even listening?” Draco looked at her, bored.
Anastasia snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the three men in front of her.
“I will arrange for more material regarding the rogue head. I got it. Give me some more time,” Anastasia stood from her place.
“Where are you going?” Draco asked, and Anastasia shrugged.
“The alphas will start to arrive for the party soon. Do you really want me to stay? Announce to the world that a rogue is staying here with the council?” Anastasia raised her brows, not liking the way Draco and Derek were looking at each other. Something was definitely off.
“Well, regarding that, we were going to announce you as the official member of the council. You won’t have to live as the rogue anymore. No alpha would threaten you in the future, and you won’t be forced to live with us or join any pack, as a matter of fact,” Draco said.
Anastasia looked at the council head to see if he agreed with it. And seeing him. not disapproving of the idea, Anastasia couldn’t help but scoff at them.
“So you want me to become the council member so that I can keep working for you, but later, when I ask you to help me with the revenge, you can shake off your hands by saying as a council member, I am not allowed to hurt a pack or the alpha?” Anastasia asked.
Draco looked at the calculative girl in front of him. They had nothing like that in their minds. The only thing they wanted to do was protect her from the toxic world, especially the alphas who are unknowingly attracted to her because of her
special wolf.
But most importantly, they proposed this idea after deep thinking because they didn’t want anything like what happened in the Blackthorn’s pack. They heard all about it, and were ready to break some bones until they heard Anastasia did it herself, and Alpha Kaiden did it for her.
They just wanted to protect her. Draco sighed. He didn’t blame her. She has been let down by the world so many times that she has to measure every act of goodness with negativity around it.
“We will help you in your revenge, Anastasia. That’s a promise I intend to keep. We,of course, won’t allow you to kill the alpha, not now, not in the future, but ” Derek started, but Anastasia raised her hand for him to stop.
She didn’t need to hear it.
“I have heard enough. Do you think I am dependent on you for it?” Anastasia scoffed and was about to leave her room when she remembered something.
“Right, a witch called Cristina Wor came to meet me yesterday night when I was in that pack, and she said –” Anastasia paused.
She looked at the horrified expression of the council head and his sons and narrowed her eyes.
Why does it look like they know something that she doesn’t? Were they hiding something from her? A nerve in her forehead ticked at the mere thought.
“Why did you pause? What did she say? Was it about your mother and –” The council head started anxiously, freezing when he realized what the cunning girl was doing.
“So at least now you won’t have the excuse that you don’t know anything about it. Tell me what it is. What is it that I should know but don’t,” Anastasia looked at them sternly.
“She said congratulations on unlocking my potential,” Anastasia finally gave in. She noticed the Adam’s apple of the council head’s neck bobbing up and down.
“Can you change into your wolf at will now?” He asked, and Anastasia hummed. “Dione!” Anastasia ordered, and in the blink of an eye, the girl changed into her wolf form, the wolf that the entire council had been waiting to see after they came to know the truth about her.
Derek stood from his place, his mouth agape before he looked at his brother and father as if asking them silently if they were seeing exactly what he was seeing.
The wolf had wings. The wolf had feathered wings.
Derek loosened his tie before taking it off and throwing it away as he felt uncomfortable at the site and the domineering aura of the wolf.
“C–can I touch it? Are they real?” Draco asked, amazed.
“Well, I can assure you that they are not props for sure, Anastasia said, and Draco
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looked at his father.
“She can talk to us even in her wolf form. Isn’t this just amazing?” He asked, but rather than being happy, the council head just pressed his lips into a thin line. The rarest of all. As if Alpha Kaiden wasn’t enough of a rare wolf, now this girl too. He massaged his forehead.
Congratulations on unlocking your potential. What kind of potential was that witch talking about?
He had thought that the secret would be buried deep and die with him, the secret that this girl’s parents entrusted him with. The secret he promised to keep, a promise that he had to stay quiet for even when the family was practically bullied in that pack.
But who would’ve thought the witches would reach for the girl instead? Her mother tried her best to keep her out of that kind of life and protect her.
To protect her from becoming nothing more than a sacrifice, her mother had to bear so much pain. Nothing like this would’ve happened. Anastasia’s mother was one of the strongest witches.
Every witch has to return to their clan in at least two years, no matter what, to get the booster dose, which keeps their power alive and then a part of the clan.
To save her daughter and not let the world know that she was born as a rare wolf with mixed genes, she didn’t go to her clan.
For eighteen long years, she suffered in pain. The lump in her head which was named the tumour by the doctors, was actually the energy collected in one space since it hadn’t been used or neutralized by returning to the clan.
It was a great thing that Anastasia only had the genes of her mother and the wolf from her father and didn’t have any such witch powers whatsoever, but what if –
“Anastasia, turn back,” The council head said, and Draco looked at his father.
“But, Dad, I was still playing and –”
“It wasn’t a request, Draco. Do you think this is something we should be joking about? It’s a matter of her life and death,” the council head looked at his son sternly, and Anastasia looked at Dione, who nodded at her.
Her wolf probably already knew what the council head was talking about, and that’s why, wanted her to listen to him.
Anastasia nodded back at Dione, changing back to her human form, and Derek quickly threw the cloth at her to cover her, but to their surprise, she was already wearing a white dress.
“What in the world is this magic?” Derek asked.
Anastasia didn’t reply. She just looked at the council head, who sighed.
“I know you have a lot of questions. Sit, I’ll answer your questions until the alpha starts coming. He said.
Anastasia, Draco, Derek, and everyone sat in front of him.
“Before I start telling you the truth, can you promise me something? No. More like, it’s a warning for you, Anastasia. Those witches are not good people. Promise me to never believe a word they say to you. I will tell you a few things, and they might inatch what that witch said. You might think she was telling you the truth, but this was probably their way to gain your trust,” the council head said.
Anastasia nodded. “I understand. I won’t believe anyone. It won’t be hard for me because I already don’t believe anyone,” she whispered, and Derek placed his hand on hers.
“You can trust me. I mean my brother can be a bit of a jerk, and it can be hard to trust him given his ugly looks, but – owww,” Derek scowled when his father smacked his head with a file.
“Be serious. This is important. I want to tell her the truth of her existence and what exactly happened all these years but was hidden from her,” The council head said, and they immediately became neutral, ready to hear it.
