MY WEREWOLF DESTINY

ecilia

one wall with intricate carvings, all that faced her, our outsider, a human. I watched her from my balcony as she follo

hu

houghts as they reached the top of the stair

"Of course, Xavier. Welcome, Sophia," I spoke smoothly while pulling her

really think she's goi

rfect Luna, powerful, loyal, made for the job. And here stood t

me while chaos raged inside my stomach. "It's such an

aversion. "The pleasure is mine.

sed through my very core. My wolf stirred at the strange prickling s

is

y mind to question my wolf for answer

er tone guarded, yet sure

ow? She is human. I d

ed back to me, "but she means s

because the very next second, Xavier pushed f

ly and shortly. "Sophia is no

there was a shock right across my face. I set my face again real quick, but all the while ins

y face. "Congratulations, Sophia. You must be reall

k you, Lady Cecilia. I...this is all so new to me, but

sible. Xavier needed a partner, someone who could fight by his side and rul

r a walk, Mother. I wanted Soph

said, stepping aside

arance, and my head started to cycle arou

the silence. "There's something ab

ack member who possessed much insight and more knowledge. She would either know or know wh

the chandelier in the library danced on her

d your help. It concerns Sophia-the

ormally impassive countenance. "

nity to her, but I just can't place what it is. I need for you to delv

air, her keen eyes narrowing.

t it is, I can't rest. Xavier's futur

Very well. I'll b

They did seem to be... happy. A part of me suddenly began to feel guilty, wondering whether this was wrong of me

ophia and I were thinking of going to the tow

"Of course, dear

nk you, Lady Cecilia. I a

, Theresa appeared at m

thing," she said

" I asked my

she was an infant. So, no record of her actual bloodline does exist, but th

f-blooded humans?

ry goes back with the old blood, that would explain why your wol

she would not be a mere human but a bridge bet

, my voice firm. "Find me more info

owed. "As

I tried bringing the subject up in as indirect a manner

rd as I could to sound casual, "what

. "I wore my childhood home with a small town, living with

setting my eyes on her. "Did your p

really. My mother died when I was very little,

I said re

ther, is there a re

y. "It's always nice to find out

know much, but I'd lov

he conversation whi

if n

ever it took to prote