A coronation

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Chapter two Eight years later. There had never been a single day without Amaya waking up, thinking of the memories that had turned her life apart. The incident left her with nothing, but pain, bitterness, and most importantly, that act of seeking revenge. She wanted everyone who had participated in that mascara eight years ago in the Wintermoon pack to suffer just like she had been doing. She wanted them to lose everything she had lost. Her father, mother, and precious little brother, who was only happy to celebrate his 10th birthday. She could still remember the joy on his face that morning. But it was all cut short by a crime that he didn't commit. He would have been 18 by now. She would have loved to see the mate the mood goddess had paired him with. She wanted to see her mother train his mate to become the next Luna of the pack. There was no doubt that he would have become the next alpha after his father. However, none of that ever came to pass. Their lives were snatched away from them. "He killed them, he f*****g killed them." Amaya cried, just like she had been doing every single day. In anger and agonizing pain, she threw her sword to the floor. She took angry steps to the shade that was on the left side of the training field. She grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it down without a stop. When she was done, she tossed the bottle on the floor and it rolled over. She looked up when she saw a leg step on the bottle, stopping it from moving. "What are you doing here?" She snarled once she saw Kenji standing in front of her. His hands around his waist, a smug smile on his face. "Came to see how the training is going." He smiled at her. Her eyes moved to the tattoo on his neck, which was her favorite part of his body. No matter how mad she was, she could never stay angry at Kenji. The boy had shown up when she needed help. He had saved her and took her to his pack, the Nightfall pack. His father, Jackson, and mother, Talia had welcomed her with open arms. They had taken good care of her and gave all that she wanted. They were there with her in her highs and lows. Not forgetting Kenji who had never left her side. He fed her when she couldn't lift a spoon to her mouth, he held her close to his chest and comforted her when she couldn't find comfort in her loneliness. He laid her to sleep when she was having one of those horrible nightmares. Yes, there was no doubt that she had feelings for him at some point in time. They kissed and did more than that. He was a charming young and tall boy. His smile and laughter were everything, especially when he laughed like he had zero worries in the world. But then, everything changed, when Kenji finally found his mate; Freya, the girl who never liked her. She kept her distance and she was grateful that Kenji had understood her; although she knew deeply inside of her that Kenji still had a spot for her and she too did for him, but she kept her distance. She had a whole revenge to plan. "As you can see, it's going just fine. " She stood up and walked past him, but he grabbed her wrist and made her look at him. She spun around with a sigh. "What now?" She hissed. "Your eyes look better now. One can hardly tell that your eyeball had come out at one point in time." Kenji gave her a genuine smile. She turned her head to the side. She didn't want to get all attracted again. "And your nose..." Kenji licked his lower lip. "Looks perfect." "Stop." Amaya smiled and slapped his hand away. He always loved doing that. Licking his lower lip while talking to her. She had always wondered what he did that for. She was grateful to the pack doctor who had done everything to make her face look perfect. It's been eight years. She wondered if there were any survivors in her pack and if they were, could they ever recognize her? "Where are you going?" Kenji questioned as he hurried behind Amaya. "I need to get ready. I will be leaving tonight." She answered without turning to look at him. Kenji took fast steps towards her and they were now walking side by side. "It could be dangerous." Amaya stopped in her tracks. She gazed at Kenji and replied, "I have seen worse..." She breathed out, tired of explaining herself to Kenji. "I might kill myself, if I don't bring down Blackwood pack to ashes." All Kenji could hear, was resentment in her voice. She was determined. Nothing could stop her. She'd been planning this revenge after she had her sight back. About two years ago. Nothing could stop her. "Alright...alright cool. You don't have to bite me." Kenji mocked. But soon, his expression turned serious. "If you need a helping hand, do not hesitate to reach out to me. I will ask my father to send some guards with you." "Thanks, but I don't need anyone." "Fine. But I will send still." He followed her and they made their way home. *** "Are you sure about this?" Jackson asked with concern as he gazed at Amaya across the table. They were having their last meal with her. She had just an hour to leave. "I have never been more sure of anything in my life." Amaya answered coldly not in the mood to hear them say she wasn't strong enough. "She would do just great, father." Kenji looked at his father, with a sinister expression on his face. His father nodded. "Okay. Remember everything we have talked about. If at some point, you need help, you can always reach out to us." His voice was soft and calm. Amaya nodded. Kenji's eyes remain on his food. His mother looked between him and his father. She knew the two of them were definitely up to something. "Take care of yourself while you are at it." Talia nodded towards Amaya. Knock! Knock! They all looked at the main door except for Amaya, who was wondering how she would get into the Blackwood pack as a stranger. It could be difficult. She had known Alpha Tobias for years. He didn't go easy on strangers. Andrew, the omega of the Nightfall pack, entered the room with his head bowed and hands obediently in front of him. "Greetings, Alpha, Luna, and..." "Just go ahead and tell me what you found." Kenji cut in. Andrew nervously swallowed. "The Blackwood pack is holding a coronation tomorrow by midday." Amaya's head shot up from her plate. A coronation? Who were they crowning? "What is the coronation about?" Kenji asked with interest. "Alpha Tobias' only son would be crowned as standing Alpha" As every part of the world had its culture, so were the packs in Holbeck. They crowned a standing alpha who stood next to the main alpha and would be ready to take over when he stepped down. This happened when the main alpha had come to age. "Interesting." Kenji glanced at Amaya and they locked eyes. "You can leave." Jackson dismissed Andrew. He left without looking back. "Crowning his son?" Jackson hissed. "Isn't he the son they said was a weakling and the one his father hated so much? How could a weakling rule the pack?" "Maybe the elders had mounted pressure on him." Talia shrugged. Amaya listened carefully. He had a son, a son he wanted to crown while her brother's soul must be wandering somewhere in the unknown. That anger, those horrible memories, that nightmare came rushing back. Tears almost fill her eyes. "I'm leaving." She stood up. Kenji did as well. "Don't forget to let us know when you find a mate. I would like to meet him." Amaya spun around and looked at Talia like she had suddenly lost her brain. "f**k mates." She rolled her eyes and walked away. "Don't say that. I can't wait to meet him too. You've passed that age. You should be happy to find one." Ena, her little wolf replied.
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