The Royal Lycan Kings Witch

Her I rush through the house cleaning quickly with the other omega females. Our alpha has put us on the biggest task the prepare the pack house for the royal lycan king to stay within our pack. Of course it is the annual biggest event within the pack that everyone looks forward to. He is recruiting for his royal guard. Often times our pack is the last stop because it is the farthest and we have no exceptional fighters. Only one or two are taken, but often times none make the cut. This year the alphas daughter is of age to participate, but he is unsure of her ability to succeed. Alpha Reed's daughter is a delight. No sarcasm seriously she is the idol of what all future Lunas should be. She is caring and compassionate but not much of a fighter. Her name is Jade and she has been on the hunt for her mate to keep her out of this tournament. She would rather be a Luna than a royal guard but her father insists to go until she becomes a Luna that way she can be strong. Our pack isn't large, but we manage to get by surviving rogue attacks that happen often. The omegas receive no training but we still are required to participate in the tournament every year once we are of age. "Liliana!" I jump nearly dropping the plates I was carrying to set the table for lunch. That is when the King should arrive is just in time for a late lunch. I turn to see Jade running down the hallway toward me, and I suppress a giggle. We have become good friends over the past few years as I have begun working in the pack house with her always around. Most people call me Lela, but for some reason, she has always stuck to my formal name. "What did I tell you about calling me, Liliana?" I ask in an annoyed tone when she makes it to my side and continues walking with me to the dining room. She laughs and takes half the stack of plates quickly helping me set the remainder of the table the last task I had for the day. "I need your help!" She whines to me completely ignoring my complaint once more. She hooks my arm with hers and pulls me toward the basement door. We walk down and I see several omegas going to their rooms after a short but tiring day of work. The basement to the pack house is completely remodeled into living quarters. They aren't huge or elegant, but they are clean and nice. Their is also a kitchen here for us to feed ourselves from because often times we aren't welcomed to dinner. I am fortunate enough to enjoy dinner with them because Jade invites me to sit with her. It's not that we are looked down upon it's just most of us omegas we're orphans taken into the packhouse by the Alpha and Luna. Most were made orphans by rogue attacks. Others parents have died from illness or from losing their mate during child birth. I however am the one lonely case. No one ever knew my parents. Not even me... I'm not a wolf or at least I don't have a wolf. Jade thinks I am a late bloomer because she can "sense" something in me. I think she is full of s**t. I am almost eighteen years old which is the age you can find your mate at. Everyone else got their wolves at age 14 like every normal wolf and now they are all finding their mates. Well except Jade who is nearly nineteen and still desperately searching. Jade is fated to an Alpha because of the Alpha blood she carries. She is bound to make strong heirs for whatever Alpha is her fated mate. She closes my door behind us quickly and flicks the light on in my room. I turn to her and lift an eyebrow confused as I look her over. She seems nervous and her clothes looks slightly disheveled. "An Alpha is going to be coming with the King tonight. I guess they are close friends and he is unmated and traveling with the King to find his mate." I nod and she looks to me for answers. I have no idea what she wants me to say that seems pretty straightforward I don't understand what's wrong. "Okay?" I say cautiously, but she just huffs and flicks my forehead. "Everyone's scents will be masked! They use the witch's potion, and he won't be able to pick up my scent if he is my mate!" I make an O with my mouth realizing what she is wanting from me. Since I'm not a wolf and don't need to go for runs or train I spend a lot of my time reading. It just so happens that my favorite books to read are witches books. Whether old journals or spell books, I love them all. I go to my closet and open the door pushing all of my clothes to the side and revealing my bookshelf full of books. I have collected them overtime and the Alpha and Luna have allowed me to take whatever I found in the library. We don't have any witches in the pack so it is of no use to anyone. I look through the books until I pull one out and I flip through the pages looking for exactly what I need. I look up to her and see her chewing on her nails nervously. I give her a look and she quickly pulls her hand from her mouth blushing slightly. I pull out my hot plate and a small cauldron that I use to make witches potions from time to time. I get out my ingredients and begin following the steps to the reverse potion for scent masking. She watches carefully not interrupting me a single time. When I finish it I slowly pour it into a small potion bottle that I had empty and laying around. I take an even smaller one and fill it handing it to Jade before going to label my bigger bottle. "Lela, you are the best!!!" She hugs me super tight and I chuckle before she releases me and I turn to face her. She is examining the bottle and is about to open it before I stop her. "You drink this after they spritz you. Then it will bring your scent back within minutes. If anyone asks-" "I got it on the black market." She interrupts and I laugh at her as she joins in. We spend the rest of the time before she has dinner talking about pretty much nothing but everything. Then she leaves but not before asking me to dinner. I deny though because the King will sense I am an omega in the pack and that I'm the only one there. I really don't like attention, so I try to avoid dinners with guests, but she always understands. I close the door behind her and change into a yellow sun dress before looking in my mirror and dropping my natural red locks. They fall down to my butt in natural loose curls and I fluff them slightly before sliding on flip flops and heading to the kitchen with my bag carrying my new find. It is a witches journal dated back about 18 years. Someone had sent it to the Alpha and I found it on my bed with a bow on it. I make myself a sub sandwich and pack a small bag of chips and grab my hydro flask of water before heading up the stairs and out of the door just as an entourage of large black SUV's with tinted windows enter the territory. I continue down my own personal path and escape into the trees before the chaos unfolds. I can hear wolves running in the woods, but I've never seen any where I'm going. I walk for about ten more minutes in silence just enjoying the nature around me. I took my shoes off about halfway through the walk to feel the cool moist soil under my feet. I see the sun peeking through up ahead and breaking through the trees. The noise of the water running is music to my ears. I walk into the shallow water that comes up to my ankles and watch the fish swim away quickly. I set my bag down on the large dry flat rock and sit myself on it afterward. I lean back on my hands closing my eyes and facing my head up toward the sun that is shining down on me. I welcome it's warmth and feel my body relax as it licks at my skin. This spot is close to the border but I never see border patrol around here. I open my bag and pull out my sandwich munching on it until it is gone. Then I drink a little bit of water and pull out the old soft leather book. I run my hands over it and am about to pull my hand from the back when I feel an engraving at the bottom of the back cover. I flip it over and look closely as the engraving is intricately carved into the leather. 'Liliana.' Well, that's a coincidence that this person has the same name as me. I flip the book back over and open it up. A gust of wind blows and the pages flip quickly until it stops and the pages fall open looking forced down. I look down to the journal curiously and see a date. ~6/14~ She will come any day now. The threat draws closer as I feel my power grow. She is stronger than all and will serve this world well. Protecting her is our top priority to ensure the survival of the covens. They will try to take her. Take my precious baby from us. We've agreed to keep her safe no matter the cost. Neil has been doing everything he can to ensure both of our safety, but at what point will he listen. My safety is not of importance but hers... It's life or death for this world. I can feel them watching my every move their eyes making my skin feel icy. I will continue to pretend their is no threat until the time has come to welcome you into the world my sweet. Until this finds you all my love. Eleana. I feel a chill run down my spine like someone is watching me and I look around frantically. The entry was from today, but god knows how many years ago. The pages are slightly yellow and feel aged, but that won't tell me how old it is. I go to flip the page when I hear a rustling in a nearby bush. I close the book quickly and shove it in my bag looking back to see a bunny hop out coming toward the water. I let out a deep breath before kicking myself for getting all worked up over nothing. It was just a journal entry I don't understand why I'm freaking out. The hairs on the back of my neck prickle and stand up like someone is watching me. I look around but still see no one. The sun is starting to set and I hop off the rock carrying my sandals in my hand and my bag on my back feeling the cool water lick at my ankles. I walk out of the water and begin heading back through the woods towards the pack house. I still have the prickling feeling like I'm being watched and look over my shoulder often but never find anyone following me. By the time I exit the woods the sun is nearly set and I see mothers trying to round up their pups for bed. I make my way across the large field of grass in front of the packhouse with the circle drive. Taking note of the SUV's parked and the extra guards around with the stoic expression. They seem to tense slightly as I walk past and I side eye them before making my way through the front door of the packhouse. It is quiet in the house and most of the house is dark. I look at the clock and realize it is already almost 9:00. I head straight to the basement and my room quickly changing into my pajamas before setting my alarm and falling into my bed.