The Prophecy of Hydrangea

TWENTY *LETTING IT ALL OUT*

I was still seated in my room when the luna rushed in. Seeing the way she entered, I knew exactly what her problem was.

“What have you done Andrew?” she asked.

She looks very unhappy about the news she had received.

I stared at her continuously without uttering any word.

Seeing that I was not going to respond, she continued.

“Why would you order for the destruction of all the flowers in the Great Crest Pack knowing just how much flowers mean to our dear daughter Andrew, why make such decision?”

She was beginning to scream, her voice echoing in the room.

I am not going to respond to her, I did what I did to protect my daughter, she is not going to understand my actions, there is absolutely nothing I would do or say to get her to understand me.

“Tell me Andrew, what exactly do you know about Andrea?” she asked in a low tone.

She paused and looked at me, with her eyes begging for answers.

I was guilt tripped by this, but I wasn’t going to say anything. I think silence is the best strategy at this point.

She continues, but this time in an even louder tone.

“You know absolutely nothing about Andrea, you don’t care about her feelings, my feelings, our feelings. You are just so selfish Andrew, you have always been selfish”.

She stopped, still expecting a reply or a defense from me, but I only folded my hands and continued focusing on her.

She wasn’t ready to give up, she was prepared to face me. She has been silent all along, but this time she was ready to speak up, to fight for her Andrea.

But if only she knows just how much it hurts me to do this to Andrea, how I die slowly inside knowing that I am hurting my dear Andrea, she wouldn’t be this disappointed at me.

I continued to look at her, my gaze devoid of any form of expression. I have to hide my pains too, I have to be strong at this time.

“Tell me Andrew,” she asked in a very low tone.

“tell me what you think Andrea would feel when she discovers you have destroyed the one thing that means so much to her, tell me how you think she would reacted upon knowing that her very existence had been shattered?”

No, flowers are not the existence of Andrea, she exists free from flowers. I wanted to challenge her for this her proposition, but I held back. Now is not the best time to claim any right, I should allow her the right to express herself.

As much as I try too, I couldn’t keep my from responding to her, so I rebutted her assertion about flowers been Andrea very existence.

“She will learn to live with that, flowers doesn’t determine her existence Tricia” I replied in defense.

“Really?” she asked and takes a step towards me.

“Accept it Andrew, you know nothing about your daughter, absolutely nothing”. She shouted, hitting her right hands on the table.

“Take it easy Tricia” I said as I quickly rushed to stop her from hurting herself.

I tried to grab her away from the table, but she forcefully freed herself from my grip yelling.

“Let go of me Andrew, don’t touch me. You have no right to, you lost that right the moment you decided to take deliberate steps to intentionally cause pains to my daughter, to my Andrea.” She screamed.

“If you don’t stop now, you are going to hurt yourself”. I pleaded.

I wanted to make her see reasons with me.

“And what different would that make, would it ever be greater than the hurt you have caused to Andrea, can it ever be compared?” she asked in shaken voice.

I prayed within me that she doesn’t get emotional, I would rather die than watch her shade a tear. I tried to walk towards her, I wanted so much to hold her and assure her that my actions are for the best. As I move closer, she took a step backwards, and used her left hand to halt me, signaling that I should not come any closer. I stopped in my track, confused as to the next appropriate step to take.

“Do you even know about her flowers?” she asked.

She was looking at me and waiting for an answer.

However, her voice was clearer now and that was a relief to me.

When it was obvious I wasn’t ready to say anything, she continued.

“Have you ever been to her garden before today, do you have any idea of the joy she gets whenever I spend some time with her at her garden? That was her own little world Andrew, we spend time together as a family at that same garden on a regular basis, but you were never there. And the first time you happen to find yourself there, what did you end up doing?” she paused for a second and continues

“No, let me answer that. You ended up destroying the live built by our daughter, the only one she knows”. She stops.

I paced around the room in confusion. My luna sees me as a beast, a terrible one at that.

Have I been doing this all wrong, have I been a bad father, these and numerous other questions beg for answers within me.

I looked at the luna, trying to say something, trying to explain. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. I wasn’t even thinking right right now.

My luna was staring at me, I can tell that so many thoughts were going through her mind.

She wanted so desperately to understand me, she wanted to believe that I did what I did for a good reason, and never intended for it to get to our daughter, Andrea. She watched me, thinking of a perfect excuse for my action, but none was forthcoming.

Her stare made me uneasy, now I wish my beta, Paige was here at the moment, he knows how to get around these things without anybody getting hurt.

I tried to avoid her stare. There are so much I want to say to her, so many explanations to make her understand me better. But won’t that leave her in an even worse state than she already is, how can one explain to a mother that her child is destined to face a battle that the possibility of winning has long been made impossible by the father? A battle she might be consumed in.

How would the father explain for others to understand and believe that at the point, he never knew he was privileged to determine his daughter’s future.

My luna kept looking at me, and taking my silence for admission, she quietly said.

“I don’t know you anymore Andrew, this person standing right here, in front of me is not the same man I once loved. He can never be my Andrew”.

I just couldn’t take all these allegations anymore, I have to do something real fast. I thought for some minutes, and then I remembered Jon. I haven’t seen him concerning all of these since after Andrea’s birth.

I would have to go to him, he should have an answer concerning all that has happened. Because inviting him over to the pack would take some extra minutes, and I can’t afford such now. I have to drive down to him myself, and since Paige is not here, I would be going alone.

After arriving at my decision, I dashed out of my room leaving my luna all by herself in my room.

Presently, I am in Jon’s waiting room where he attends to his clients. When I arrived, he was not in the waiting room. I was informed by his lad that he was busy inside his main house.

I had to wait for a few minutes before he arrived. When he entered, he went straight to his temple to do some incantations while I watched in silence. He didn’t alter a word to me.

After some time, he turned to my direction and then greeted me. I had wanted to began but he held his fingers across his lips showing that he was not yet ready to attend to me and he continued his incantations this time around working with his beads.

I waited for over ten minutes before he sat on his old looking chair, and signaled me to go on.

Upon receiving his signal, I began. I had to tell him exactly what had brought me, I had no time for formalities, I had already waited enough.

“There were rogues in the pack today” I said.

I watched him to see his reaction to what I just said. But rather than reply, he quickly cuts in

“Oh, the rogues that attacked her you mean”

He deliberately didn’t want to say the name. I wonder why he has still not wanted to call her her name, Andrea. This man is just too stubborn.

“You know about that?” I asked.

I was wondering how he came about the news already.

“Let’s just say words went round the pack about the story of the little girl shifting to her wolf in order to defend herself against some rogues”. He said.

He sounded indifferent about the whole thing.

I wonder why he has always refused to engage in normal conversations, always wanting to drag someone into solving one mystery or the other, even where there is no need to. I thought to myself.

“The rogues, who sent them, why my Andrea?” I asked in anticipation.

I was really hoping he would understand my plight and provide the answers I needed.

He chuckled before responding.

“They may be spies Alpha, but not of the present”. He answered.

“What does that mean Jon, are they from the past, from the future, or from which planet?” I asked.

I was eager to get specific answers.

“You ask way too many questions Andrew, I don’t have answers to the questions you seek, I only say whatever the moon goddess was kind enough to reveal to me”. He said.

He sounded as a matter of fact.

“Okay Jon, I am most grateful for the information”. I said in appreciation of his response.

I continued to stare at Jon, not knowing what next to do, whether to get up and leave or to continue to ask him questions, in the hope that I might ask something he would be happy to answer.

After some time Jon spoke out.

“Be free to ask whatever Alpha, but never forget I can only give answers as the moon goddess wills”.

I quickly grabbed this opportunity to ask.

“I am scared Jon, I can’t help it. What about the helper or guardian that was prophesied, how much longer do we have to wait?".

As I asked the above question to Jon, I was in great panic, afraid of what his response would be. What if he said no one was coming to help my Andrea, what if he refused to give an answer, what if… a lot of questions lingered in my mind as I waited in anticipation for a response.

He sighed and shook his head. He grabbed some precious stones from the floor, tossed them back to the floor and watched their movements before responding.

“Alpha, the information is not given to just one person, I have given my part to you willingly.” He paused.

He looked at me, fixed his gaze back on the precious stones on the floor and continues.

“No information is giving about the guardian, only the guardian can answer for the guardian”.

This response left me in an even worse state than I was before. I gave up. I wonder if my coming here was even worth it.

I stood up and headed for the door, as I was about to step out from the door, Jon’s words stopped me.

“tread with cautious Alpha, don’t try to alter the course of the future. Some things are just meant to be, and all we can do is to flow with the rhythms of the present.”

Hearing these words did nothing to aid my confusion. Clearly, these messages were not meant for me. Jon should direct it to someone that would appreciate it better. I turned to look at Jon, shook my head and left.