Chapter18
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Sapphire’s point of view
After Aunty Becky's miraculous recovery, we followed her instantly as she headed back to the pack's house to see Alpha Sif.
What exactly was his point when he meant, “Alpha Sif doesn't get scared by anybody?" As much as I wanted to believe that, I remember his flushed, pitiable face while at the hospital, so what exactly was he insinuating now? I pondered while staring at him with displeasure.
Maybe he just wanted to prove to us that he could be strong even when faced with burdensome predicaments, even though he knew the truth within him. I winked while turning aside to face Bridget, who was already trying to get my attention.
“He's blabbing,” she mind-linked.
“Yeah, I thought as much; he's not being sincere.”
“Don't mind him; he's only seeking cheap attention; we've caught him," she teased, forcing some irresistible laughter from my mouth.
“So tell me, what really happened, and how did you recover so fast?” He beckoned to Auntie Becky.
“Your Majesty, you know how these things work. There are reasons why supernatural beings are placed in a pack, and it's in cases like this that we come into collision with them, so don't worry, I can take care of myself.” That's all I can say.
"That's commendable,” he said, with a wild smile on his face. “So, any plan on how to curb the threators in the pack? I saw an Alpha Sif-resistant look in Auntie Becky.
“You mean, the trait of the Lycan who ordered the poison? Auntie Becky clarified.
We were still having some good times chatting together when Alpha Sif's son poked through the door.
"Greetings, your Majesty," he bowed and further proceeded to Auntie Becky.
“Good day, ma'am; it's an honour to have you here.”
He greeted Alpha Sif and Auntie Becky while he winked at us. What a son of a b***h he is. For all I care, he is the least of my problems for now. He even had the opportunity to walk in and sit while his dad was with visitors—what a shameless act. I jabbed.
“Well, he is the Alpha's son and the heir to the throne; what more? He's used to such cruising, as he'll need to know the affairs of the kingdom. So he's pardoned.” Bridget bluffed.
“Your Majesty, I'm here to discuss Sapphire's school, just as you had promised earlier.“
“She'll need to be admitted into the School of the Supernatural Beings, so that we can at least have a backup in cases of necessity for the pack.
“What?" Everyone turned to face the direction this sound echoed from.
“Is there anything wrong you'd like us to know?” asked Alpha Sif's son.
“Aunty Becky, did you say the School of Supernatural Beings? For a weakling that can't even save herself?”
I bet no head would want to admit her to the school. It's not for her type; she doesn't even have the necessary ability to do so.”
“Then you should tell me what's best for her then,” Auntie Becky asked.
“I didn't say she couldn't go to school, but going to the school of the supernatural beings is, to me, a total waste of time and resources, trust me.” He mocked while nictating.
Well, I couldn't afford to waste my energy on a spoilt brat like Alpha Sif's son; why focus on him instead of what's important? Thus, I removed my focus from him and decided to channel my energy towards something better.
“Hey, I've been looking all over for you,” a young dude of the same age as Sif's son said as he walked in.
“Oh, sorry, your majesty,” he bowed and greeted.
"Greetings, your Majesty.”
"Greetings, Aunty Becky,” he greeted.
“That should be his friend, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, that's his best friend; they do have some cool time together. Both are a bunch of headaches; trust me, you wouldn't want to know their ordeal.” Bridget muttered.
“Why not? I asked.”
"Sure, then, you'll get to know soon.”
Auntie Becky interrupted while she observed the two dudes of the same height working away from the pack's house.
“Like I said earlier, your Majesty, to be admitted, she'll need the following items:
A letter from you granting her permission for classes also; she'll need an attestation from someone who can confirm her abilities, which I'm willing to do; and lastly, she'll need to pay some fees, as you know.
Alpha Sif excused Auntie Becky as he implored her to come closer while he whispered some words into her ears.
I guess his focus was on me since I hadn't exhibited any powers during Aunty Becky's ill state. What guarantee do we have to know that she's an extraordinary wolf?
“If you are not sure, let's get her enrolled in a normal school instead of wasting resources,” he retorted.
“Your Majesty, she drew closer. Remember, I was ill and almost gave up my being. I knew you were surprised to see me, even if you refused to admit it. But, let me inform you as well, that my coming back wasn't because of my abilities, but it was a call back from the supernatural world by a young star who introduced himself as Flynn.”
“He specifically pointed me to my act of duty for the girl and gave me guidelines for each, saying that she's not an ordinary wolf and would need to rely on my powers for now in order to achieve her little skills before reaching her full potential.”
“So she may look weak, but embedded in her are great strength and capability, which very soon you'll benefit effectively from.”
“How old is she?" He asked me
“Your Majesty, I'm thirteen.” He drifted his head towards Auntie Becky.
“The School of the Supernaturals only admits students from fourteen years of age who have shifted already, so how do we reconcile that?” Alpha Sif added.
“I think we should try to get her enrolled first. She may shift before fourteen or at exactly fourteen, depending. Let's get her kick started first of all.”
"Alright, Becky,” said Alpha. Sif, you carry on the processing so that she'll get started by tomorrow.
“Thank you, your majesty; that will be all for now.” As we bowed and left the scene, On our way
out, we were confronted by a sudden imbalance.
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