The Werewolf Priestess

Chapter 3 Claire

Carter handed me the letter.

“You want me to read this,” I asked him.

“Yes.”

Dear Mother and Father,

I know you told me not to, I know you said it wouldn’t be worth it. However, the moon goddess showed me two visions. The first one was what would happen if I didn’t do it. All I saw was blood shed and c*****e. We lose. We all die. The rogues are victorious and go on to kill all the packs on the west side of the country. I cannot let them do this.

The second vision showed me our people receiving gifts from the goddess and we lose only a few more people but in the end we win. We damage their numbers enough. They turn tail and run. They give up and they do not try again.

I have to do this not only for our people but for the others the rogues would go on to kill as well.

Dear Carter,

I’m sorry for what I must do, but I promise it is for the best. I know you will make a wonderful Alpha and you will care for our people like no one else could. Just don’t forget the compassion our mother taught you and it will all work out for the best.

To our beloved people,

I know that this will be tough and I know you will all miss me. I promise that my sacrifice is the best and only way for us to have won this fight and I want you all to forgive me as I did this for you.

To C,

I know it will be a long time before this message reaches the right person. But I must include it anyway as I won’t be here to tell you myself. You do belong somewhere and that somewhere is here. You will get the help and support you need to overcome your issue here. But it won’t be in the way you expect it. I promise that things will get better for you. However I must warn you they will get better and then much worse, but after that event things will be perfect for you and you will have everything you ever wanted and more. Take care of my people for me.

With much love,

Alana

“She really killed herself to save everyone,” I asked.

“Yes she did,” Carter answered sadly. “It all worked out the way she said it would.”

“Can I see the temple?”

“Yes.”

We walked to the temple in silence. It was on the edge of the village, it was beautiful. It was made with marble and had a gold crescent moon above the door. Carter stopped at the door and motioned for me to go in.

“You aren’t coming?”

“No, I think you should go in alone.”

I hesitantly walked through the grand doorway. It was spotless inside. It was dimly lit by crystals I have never seen before. I paused at the altar.

“Welcome my child,” I heard a voice greet me.

“Hello?”

“Do not fear, you are where you belong. But you knew that when you read Alana’s letter didn’t you?”

“What do you mean? Who are you? Where are you,” I asked, glancing around seeing no one.

“I am everywhere. I am all around you on a full moon night, you are my child. I am the moon goddess Selene, and you shall be my new priestess. You shall guide this pack in times of need. This is your home now.”

I felt a warmth come over me as Selene finished her message to me.

“Go now my child and show this pack your new title. Wear it proudly and do your work given to you by me. You shall heal the sick and injured and you shall be the voice of peace and comfort in times of solace. You are my messenger.”

When she finished her message I walked out of the temple to see Carter. The moment he saw me his mouth fell open.

“What,” I asked scared.

“Here, put my sweater on.”

“Why,” I asked, panicking.”

“Keep the hood up and your head down until we are back at my house.”

“Why?”

“ You’ll see when we get back.”

We walked into his house and I ran straight to the bathroom. I almost screamed. I began to strip off my clothes until I was naked in front of the mirror. I was covered in intricate swirling tattoos. I put my pajamas back on and walked out to find Carter in front of the door.

“You’re the new Priestess,” he said in awe.

“No I can’t be.”

“Why not?”

“I can’t control when I phase,” I said. almost crying. “ How am I supposed to fulfill the role Selene has for me if I can't even control my own body?”

“Have you ever been a part of a pack?”

“No.”

“Were your parents wolves?”

“My mother was. But when my father found out he killed her. And I’ve been on the run ever since.”

“Oh my dear,” Carter said sadly.

“Help me please,” I said, beginning to cry.

The next few weeks Carter worked with me to control my phasing and after I finally mastered that. We finally discussed the fact that we were mates.