Dark Moon & The Lightning Wveryn

Chapter 4

All Shifters are essentially a hybrid of Meta Humans. Depending on the Specie or type of Being. Determines how strong their Meta Human capabilities are.

Nyx Flayre

“My Lady, are you alright?!” Mira hurriedly approached me after summoning her.

I smiled reassuringly and patted the area next to me on my bed.

“Yes, Mira. Why do you ask?” I inquired.

Mira seats herself gracefully next to me. Smoothing out her soft pink pencil skirt in an act of calming oneself. She turns to me slightly.

“Because you allowed yourself to be left with the Ghost Dog…” Mira states quietly as if someone would hear.

“Do you think I am incapable of defending myself or do you think that the Alpha would be stupid enough to kill me now?” I asked pointedly.

“No! I - I’m sorry! I did not mean to imply that you are incapable or that Alpha Ilyon is stupid. It’s just that we are alone here. I came here to support you, My Lady.” She clasps her hands together. Looking down respectfully.

“ I see.” I place my hands over hers and continue, “I appreciate your coming here with me, Mira. I will be honest with you. In this form I won’t be able to beat Alpha Ilyon.” I articulated.

Mira looks up at me surprised and I can see questions swirling around in her mind.

“He is stronger than you, Your Majesty?” She asked bewildered.

“As I am now, in this form, yes. It does me no good if I am not able to react to his speed. Also his mentality will more than likely protect him from my other divine abilities.” I get up and walk over to the bookshelf to browse the options. When I noticed Mira waiting for more of an explanation I continued,

“ As you know a werewolf is superior in human form, so this is not a surprise. Now if you are wondering if I would be able to kill him as a dragon then the answer is, Likely.” I picked up the novel, Dracula. Immediately settling into the couch to curl up with the book.

“Why only likely, My Lady?” Mira asks with burning curiosity. I look up into her face and share with her,

“ It is a ‘Likely’ because that pesky Araysh being a ghost creates a bit of a rarity. However, I have always enjoyed an enigma.” I look back into the novel and start to read.

Over the course of my first week. Ilyon and I only saw each other during pack matters. True to his word in front of everyone he was very attentive to me and I to him. It was like being on a mission in the ‘Before.’ Playing a part as a loving couple for all to see. Doing what you got to do. I even enjoyed our open flirtations on a personal level. Pushing each other's boundaries was amusing, but we never crossed the line leading to full physical intimacy. To where behind closed doors in the estate. We did not cross paths. If he or I needed anything Mira or the Beta and Gamma would communicate it which I was then told that coming up in the near future Ilyon has neighboring packs of their respective Triads ( top 3) visiting to pay us respects.

The Gala is going to be set in New York at about 4 weeks time where everyone in every realm will be there in celebration of our “union” which will be basically a lot of high & mighty - I am so important people - will be attending to pass judgement upon us. While also attempting to cultivate favor.

It is currently Saturday, and Shibuya had left a sign for me to signal our next meeting place. Specifically we have 5 different pre- designated meeting spots. This time I am to be meeting him at a that predetermined location in the surrounding woods by the training grounds. Uncertain if Ilyon would go so far to tap my phone calls or obtain my phone/ SMS records I had instructed Shibuya to contact me through these signals which in this case he had slightly changed the orientation and location of a rake that the landscapers use. We have arranged to meet every 10 days. Unless an emergency happens or if he has any information to communicate concerning our Mission that simply cannot wait he is to mark a specific tree on a trail that I had been passing during my running regiment with an antler from a local wildlife in Ilyon’s territory. I check the time and it is currently 3:30am. I am dressed in a black sculpted bodysuit. As I tie my shoes I am thinking over my plan in getting to Shibuya. Hoping that I hear more promising news. I slide my arms into my black contour jacket.

A random observation occurs to me.

I realized aside from my morning runs this week has kept me from training and I can feel my body protesting the lack of its fitness regimen that I am accustomed too.

Personally, I think it would be more fun to go to the training grounds to spar with others, but I am yet to be comfortable enough with others seeing what I am capable of. Rumors are one thing, but confirmation is another.

I connect my Bluetooth headphones to my phone, and begin to prepare for my “jog”. After executing my slow stretches. I make way out of the estate as I normally have been during this time. I had chosen this time of day because in checking the surrounding area for any cameras or dogs which took up some time. From what I have noticed there are 10 cameras inside the Estate in the areas that are most frequented, outside there are 12 attached to the Estate. Getting outside without being seen became fairly apparent that it was not possible to do so. Aside from using my. observational skills for the purposes I have been as of late. My curiosity was starting to get the better of me in wanting to learn about the strength of this pack territory. Perhaps after I meet with Shibuya I will find out by going to the training grounds while the wolves train. Momentarily my mind thinks about seeing Ilyon in such a state. I feel a small longing that I push away gently. Checking the time again I noted that the night shift changes at 4:15AM, but the patrol tends to be monitoring the border and around the homes from what Shibuya and I learned. The Training Grounds are typically barren at this time as well.

As I exit out the main doors. I feel the crisp air that has a wet chill that clings to the body. The surrounding area is calm with the orchestra of crickets serenading the dark with a comfortable accompaniment of sound.

I start jogging my normal route. Checking to see if all is at should. Content with not locating additional cameras or wolves in the surrounding area for the training grounds.

I start to heat up internally burning off my scent. Once I felt that I was at the right temperature I began to go off my normal course. I propel myself quickly through the forestry. Hearing the local wildlife begin to awaken from their nocturnal slumber. The birds are beginning to chirp. The smell of morning dew and wet earth mixing together. Feeling a slight mist from moving so quickly. As soon as I entered the field I began peering around. Just as I was about to signal Shibuya to reveal himself. I then sense unwelcomed visitors. I began-stripping off my jacket to signal to Shibuya to not come out. As I was tying my jacket around my hips. I am confronted by 5 wolves in their human forms to my right.

The f**k….?

I take in their body language which is not hostile. They seemed annoyingly excited for such an early hour.

“Good morning, Luna.” One of them greeted me.

I nodded in acknowledgment and smiled politely.

Moments later I hear him.

“Great job guys! I would like to thank my lovely wife for her assistance in this exercise.”

Ilyon states warmly. Reaching his hand out for me to grasp.

It literally took everything in my being to not roll my god damn eyes.

Ilyon Shul

It’s 4:35 AM and I am standing in the security room with Vikyn, Siirist, and the skeleton crew for the night staff. Watching the feed from one of my Blood Crescent’s chest cameras.

I had issued a sudden “tracking exercise” for my newest members to track. The target, Nyx.

I don’t know what the f**k she is doing whether she is running away because She got cold feet, planning a surprise attack - double agent BS, a late night stroll, but she will not have the chance to do it.

I have noticed that she makes the time to do her morning runs, but something within my instincts just signaled to keep an eye on it. Call it trust issues or a bad habit. Over the week it was seeming to be an unfounded suspicion until I received word that the thermal imaging I have at the training grounds was going off. Signaling to me that she was hiding her scent. I am literally running through every possible scenario of her motivations in contrast to her actions.

Despite the worst of the possibilities, however, I am not wanting to risk embarrassing her to my pack or disrespecting the celestials if it is not the worst. I will do this quietly.

“Snakes.” Araysh growls in hostility in my mind. He and I are both wary of her actions. If I had not foreseen the need for thermals after gaining intel of this skill set in the past then, who knows what would happen... if this is a ruse the information she has learned regarding patrols will be rendered useless. I will also subdue her without hesitation.

My Men tracked her to the training grounds as normal, but had to resort to tracking her movements the old fashion way through vegetation. I caught up to them quickly. As I walked onto the scene without missing a beat I say praisingly,

“Great job guys! I would like to thank my lovely wife for her assistance in this exercise.”

I reach my hand out to her while taking in her frame. Her upper body is visibly toned, despite it being early morning. The remaining moonlight aluminates her skin. For a moment I feel the need to run my hand over it to confirm how soft she is. I probably would've done it if it weren't for the fact that I can see her eyes cloud with different emotions during that brief moment. Quickly she brightens her face with a smile and grasps my hand. I pull it to my lips and kiss her hand affectionately.

Earning appreciative cheers of PDA from the Blue Eyes.

“She was taking it easy on us though… feel free to fly next time, Luna. We can handle it!” One of the Men encouraged a tougher challenge.

Nyx laughed pleasantly, “Oh absolutely! I just did not want to be too difficult for you all. I would have been wandering for hours in plain sight upon landing.” Nyx jokes. The rest of my Men laughed and dared her to do it next time.

I placed my hand on the small of her back.

“Excuse us. Go ahead and begin to head back to the training grounds to warm up.” I use an authoritative voice.

I walk Nyx a considerable distance to avoid anyone hearing me.

“Is there something that I need to be aware of?” I asked her. Attempting to sound concerned.

Nyx ignores my question and answers with her own, “An exercise?”

Araysh attempts to come forward, but I push him back.

“Nyx. It is not even 5 AM and I am finding you out here in a random clearing for I don’t know what reason. Hence why I am asking you if there is something going on that I need to be aware of?” I redirected her.

Nyx looks stupefied.

“Excuse me, let me get this straight. You send 5 wolves to what I am assuming to track me, and you are asking me if I have something to tell you?” She asks suspiciously.

“In response to you wandering around at 3-4 in the morning all the while covering your scent - to what appears you to be attempting to avoid anyone seeing you, yes.” I redirect her back to my question.

Nyx’s face contorts to an expression of guilt. One similar to being caught with their hand in the cookie jar. She is silent for a moment and then says,

“I just wanted to work out.”

I couldn’t believe it.

“Come again…” I asked for clarifications sake.

“I wanted to work out without an audience… I am not comfortable with you or your pack members seeing my capabilities.” Nyx folds her arms and looks to the side towards the ground.

I stare at her as I process her efforts to just work out alone. I choose the following words as wisely as I possibly could,

“Nyx, if you want to work out that is okay. I have an arena and an adjacent training ground that we don’t use regularly. Unless we have joining packs here in attendance. You would be able to be alone and do what you got to do. All that I am going to say on this matter is I meant what I said when it comes to you being my Wife. You get all the privileges that come with it. Meaning you and I are a team. I need you to trust me more.”

“You mean as trusting as you sending your dog squad here as back up?” She shoots back.

I pause for a moment before answering,

“Alright, I won’t bullshit you. That is something that we both can work on then. You, no longer, play ninja in the dead of night, and just simply ask me for help. As my Wife I will help you in my fullest capacity, and I need you to remember that. As for myself I will come to you alone. Sound fair?”

Nyx ponders my offer.

“Take me to this arena of which you speak.” She offers a small smile.

I give a small smile in return,

“Of course, Princess.”