Trinity the last White Witch - Chapter 98

[Lyander’s POV]

Came early morning after having breakfast, all the pacts went to the coliseum for the official meeting to start. I felt like we were a bunch of boars, fattened before being butchered and sent into the fire to roast from the grim atmosphere.

“My fellow brethren, as you know, the biggest pact, the White Moon pact, had invaded countless packs in twilight woods and are making their way into our borders,” Zargan started.

He was one of the representatives of the Black Moon pact and apparently one of their best fighters in their group. His build was solid as his voice, but I couldn’t bring myself to trust his emotionless eyes.

“If we don’t put a stop to their invasion, then all of our homes would be wiped out, and our family is enslaved by the White Moon pact’s exploitation. They’re making their way into our territories as we speak, and if we don’t rally together to fight them, I feared it would be too late to stop their growing numbers.”

Someone raised a hand and asked, “Can you tell us the reason why the White Moon decided to invade our lands and started a war?”

A question that I very much like to know the answer to. Even Ernst didn’t know the exact detail of the reason why the White Moon suddenly began a wide-scale invasion.

“What else?” Torado sneered. “It’s because a new Alpha had just taken over the White Moon, and we believe his reason is to unite all pacts under one banner.

Torado was also one of the Black Moon’s representatives. A man with many piercings and tattoos. Rumors had it that he had a habit of marking all his kills on his skin.

Murmurs and a series of noises buzz in the air.

“A new Alpha?”

“What’s his name?”

“Unite all the packs? Is that even possible?”

“They just wanted more resources and lands because theirs are already depleting.”

“Have you remember? Years ago, there are also rumors about the White Moon starting a war because their resources are depleting?”

“Who is this new Alpha?” the majority asked.

Zargan closed his eyes for a moment before his expression turned grim. “He took up the name of Loki.”

There was a brief silence for a moment, followed by a series of snarls and growls.

“What? Loki? The first-ever werewolf?”

“The audacity!”

“Someone has the nerve to use the founding father’s name?”

“He claimed to be Loki’s descendant,” added Zargan. “No one knows of his face, and his persona is shrouded in mystery. But one thing is for sure. The White Moon pact rose to never seen power ever since he took the Alpha’s position.”

My wolf peered into my eyes. We were both curious about this news. No one ever heard about Loki’s descendant in . . . years. Everyone believed them to be a myth. Lost in history books and old tongues. While others believed that Loki didn’t have any descendants. He didn’t have a mate.

I didn’t know why I was bothered by this information. My wolf and I became agitated. If it was true that Loki’s descendant was leading the White Moon Pact, then this battle was already considered lost.

It was believed that Loki could compel all werewolves regardless of pacts. If that was true and his descendant happened to acquire his gift, then we were in serious shit.

“Does he have the same ability as Loki?”

That was the question most wanted answers to.

Zargan shook his head. “We didn’t know yet. Like I said, all information regarding him is sealed within the White Moon pact. Those who we sent to investigate returned with their limbs wrapped in a box.”

. . .

. . .

A heavy silence descended.

I bet all had an inkling to the gravity of the actual situation. If it was just a regular war, then we might still have a chance. But if Loki’s descendant came into play, then we might as well surrender.

“Don’t give up hope just yet,” Zargan said. “This man named Loki might still be just an impostor. A puppet placed in the position for tactical propaganda to scare us.”

“No one ever saw Loki use his ability,” Torado chimed in. “And no one even saw his actual face nor wolf. Who knows, he is not even Loki’s descendant, and the proclaimed power he supposed to have never existed in the first place.”

So there was a chance that all of it was just a hoax to scare the other pacts?

Ana stood from her seat and looked everyone in the eyes. “I’d rather take that chance than sit around and do nothing while the White Moon invades our territories.”

One after another, the other Alphas stood as well in agreement. Of course, Reynar stood to his feet upon checking in first with Ernst.

“Very well said.” Zargan nodded in approval before his voice and face turned serious. “Now that we have that out of the way and established that all of you present in these meeting . . . in this halls, would fight the White Moon pack.”

The Alphas nodded their head.

And Zargan continued, “We will now proceed to the next discussion then.”

“And that is allying with our mighty Black Moon. For those of you who wanted to ally with us, we will have five of your best soldiers and some part of your lands as payments. In exchange, we will protect your pact.”

. . .

. . .

The silence that soon followed was thick and suffocating before everyone rose to their feet in an uproar.

“What do you mean offering?”

“I haven’t heard of this.”

“What is this all about?”

“I thought that this meeting is establishing an alliance to repel the White Moon?”

Ernst looked over at Ana for confirmation, but Ana’s blank face said she also didn’t know what was happening.

We were caught in a trap.

“Calm down, everyone,” Zargan said.

“Calm down? How do you expect us to calm down when you’re practically extorting us in the disguise of protection?”

“We are just a small pact, and five of our best fighters would already cripple us. Not to mention our little lands.”

Torado let out a loud roar. His eyes dilated, and his irises turned into a slit. “Either that or chose annihilation of your pact. The Black Moon isn’t a charity that would expend soldiers to help you without cost.”

So their true motive had finally been revealed.