The Latent Sentinel

ALIVE BUT ALONE 2

Ella POV:

What I find intriguing is that they are not a normal wolf pack; they have other supernatural’s living with them. I have seen Fae, vampires, and bears. There are other animal shifters, but I can’t tell what they are. The joy that shines brightly on their faces sometimes blinds me, but I share their smile and find comfort in their company.

The water Fae with them is beautiful. I don't know her name, but she is my goddess. I would give anything to see her up close. I have seen her around more often than I can count. She looks happy when she plays around in the lake. She has a slender scaly aquamarine body. It looks as if it’s covered in glittery diamonds. Her fins are baby blue. In the sunlight, they shine like a rainbow. I have seen another one with her who looks exactly like her, but his presence makes me unsettled for some reason, so I run away when I see him. It feels as if a strong sense of jealousy and possessiveness grips my heart out of nowhere, but it is not towards the male mermaid. My own feelings make no sense to me sometimes.

I always hide in the spruce tree when the pretty mermaid is in the water. I feel like a stalker staring at her movements, but her movements hypnotize me. I am always tracking her through the territory when she enters the water. She is the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life.

With them, I find a sense of companionship. It brings me peace and joy as if I am actually spending time with them in my own way. Even if they don’t know I exist, I find them fascinating.

I saw a tiny bundle of joy hopping around in the tree covers. She is my friend and confidant. The little girl is unafraid of anything and keeps coming back to the cottage. The tiny, strong-willed girl is Aria. I see her from a distance. I smile knowing I will hear more of her amazing stories. She belongs to the pack. She gives me inside information and gossip regarding my favorite drama.

Six months ago, Aria got lost in the woods and I found her wandering about aimlessly. She inhaled some toxic plant scent while walking and lost her ability to make decisions. She couldn’t form a coherent sentence or think straight for that matter for hours. She was in the forest for about half a day when I stumbled upon her. I helped her that day. I brought her home and gave her something to eat. I gave her some soup made up of medicinal plants to make her feel better. I could see the pack going wild from across the lake. But I didn’t know how to inform them of her presence.

Afterward, when she felt better, I had to ask her to promise me that she wouldn’t tell anyone about me. What surprised me was that their pack knew I was staying here and was patrolling to keep me safe. They are called “The Omnes Superno Pack”. She told me how her pack was a shelter for anyone seeking help or needing protection. She didn’t know what the name meant. But I knew it meant a place for everyone. Maybe it has a place for me, I wonder, but I stop my daydreaming before it hurts someone. It can’t happen. I can’t do that to them. They would be in a world of trouble if they sheltered me. Every time I hear the kids laugh, it reminds me why I can’t be with them. When she felt better, I dropped her back. I thought that was the last time I would see her, but she became my friend and kept coming back.

After that encounter, it was like I opened floodgates for her. She comes here as if she owns the place. Every few weeks she is here with a big bag containing some food or daily necessities. She told me that she is keeping her word and informed the Alphas that I wanted to stay alone. She told them not to disturb me. When I questioned her about what she meant by Alphas, she told me they have many Alphas’ staying in the pack but six of them lead their people. In all these years I have been traveling, I have never heard of such a thing. Not only is this pack diverse, but it also has some serious power to protect it. Maybe if I could trust them, I would need to stop daydreaming again before it gets me into trouble. The fear of bringing those hateful deranged rogues to their doorsteps stops me every time.

I have learned a lot about this pack in the past year. I have my personal reasons for wanting to know more about them. But it is not important for now. I have to help my people. My people? The word surprises me. If I stay here, they will find themselves in more trouble than they can afford. I can’t do that to them. They seem like good people.

Sometimes I feel I keep repeating these words as if to remind myself why I am doing this. Nothing will ever convince me to run away from here, but at least my constant reminders keep my heart at bay. I am lost in my own world when I hear Aria yelling for me.

“Hey Ella, I got you food. Zoe makes amazing food. Ray and Blaze insisted I got some for you when they saw me sneaking off.” She yelled, laughing and waving at me.

I shook my head, “Thank you, Aria. But you shouldn’t be doing this. It’s not safe for you. I know I live outside your pack border. Please don’t come out here like this. It can be dangerous.”

She just rolls her eyes at me. This girl is fierce and silly at the same time. She has no idea of self-preservation. She is tiny but has a heart of gold.

“If I don’t come here. You will be all alone. I need to keep you company. The patrol helps me cross the border safely. They think I don’t see them. Blaze told me it was our secret. That I should pretend that I don’t see them.” She mutters huffing at me.

“Right, Missy. Let’s go sit down and you tell me all about your pack.” I said, giving in. There is no point arguing with her, she won’t listen to me.