Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
“And now,” Brax walked forward, “We give back,” he said, pulling out a dagger–similar to the one I had stabbed Elias with. Or was it the same one?
I frowned at him, and he nodded. A sacrificial blade.
“We give back to the realm! We offer our blood, grateful for the survival of winter, grateful for the lives that have lived and the safe passage of the lives lost,” Brax said, holding up his hand and slicing through the palm. His blood seeped out of the wound and I grimaced.
I hated seeing my Alphas bleed, even if it was necessary.
The slight tinge of anger entered my body, and I glared at the wound.
“Calm down, Little Luna. You’ll be able to take that anger out on us soon,” Kai smirked. I gave him a small smile, then dragged my eyes back to Brax.
He had his fist clenched, his blood dripping onto the platform. Was I meant to take Zale off him first? I frowned as he walked over to a perfectly circular patch of soil in front of the clearing. No grass grew there. I eyed it as Brax dropped his blood into it.
Then he handed the knife to Derik, who did the same.
Then Kai.
Their blood stained the soil, four drops each.
Then the knife came to me.
2. The Trap
Lorelai
I grabbed the dagger and looked up at my Alphas. They were staring intently. Like the rest of the pack, I felt the weight of what they were doing in my magic and the air.
I was their Luna, I had to do this too.
But cutting my hand open?
Kai pulled Enzi off him and handed her to Derik then came up to me, cupping my hand from underneath.
“I cannot cut for you. It must be your sacrifice. But we’re here, Little Luna. Together. Four drops of blood, four of us.
We give this back to the realm so it doesn’t find us unworthy of the life and magic it grants us,” he said.
I nodded. I understood that.
So I put the blade at my skin and opened my palm. Blood pooled and I winced at the sting. Kai guided me over to the patch and I tipped my fist over the soil.
“Good girl,” he whispered, kissing my cheek before holding his bloody fist up with mine. Blood dripped down our arms together. Derik and Brax lifted their bloodied fists.
The pack came alive, their silence turning to more cheers and howls.
The soil moved, the blood we had given it, soaking in.
I gasped as I felt it inside me. I stumbled back, my magic glowing in me.
I felt the soil. I felt the absorption of the blood, my own racing through my veins.
“Lorelai?” Derik asked as I looked up at him.
“I feel it,” I breathed. Derik’s eyes widened.
The packs’ excitement slowly died down and I looked over my body.
It was glowing purple.
“Your eyes are glowing,” Brax whispered.
I could feel that. They burned.
“Is this because the border magic is realm magic?” I asked.
“You’re connected. The sacrifice is yours to claim too,” Cain murmured from beside the platform, leaning against a tree.
“Wow,” I said as it made the power inside me come alive.
“Isn’t sacrificial blood magic meant to be a bad thing?” I wondered, looking over my glowing arms and body.
“Not when it is used for honorable intentions,” he replied.
Huh.
“Now what?” I wondered.
“Now the pack makes their sacrifice,” Kai grinned, handing the knife over to Ryleigh.
Each pack member that dropped their blood into the soil, I felt.
My skin glowed the entire time, my heart raced, and my body tingled until Galen’s final drop fell onto the soil.
I grinned as the moon reached its peak, just as the last drop fell and I felt the readiness. The urge to shift. It was in my blood, demanding and desperate.
“We need to shift,” I breathed, almost panting as my skin grew tight.
“It’s time,” Derik smiled, bringing me over to stand at the front of the platform with him and Enzi. Kai stood next to me. Brax and Zale next to Derik.
A united front.
It was a powerful place to be in and that power grew heavier and heavier in my veins.
“It’s time!” Derik called to the wolves and the night grew quiet.
One by one, the wolves removed their cloaks.
Derik turned to Ryleigh, “Are you ready?” He asked.
She shivered and came forward.
“Yeah.”
She didn’t sound ready.
Derik gave Enzi to my mom, Brax putting Zale with Cain, both of them eyeing each other warily. Brax had been wary of Cain ever since he had gone off the deep end.
“He’s safe with me,” Cain muttered, glaring at Brax, probably reading the same mistrust in his eyes as I could.
Brax nodded and moved back to the platform.
We all removed our cloaks and I started the mist for my magic wall in front of Ryleigh but she shook her head.
“No, I’m okay. I feel it now,” she said softly.
I grinned at her and Derik, “The pack is here for you, Rye, the whole time,” I promised.
She smiled and grabbed the clasp of her cloak, “I know. I feel that now. I can do this,” she said.
“I’m proud of you,” Derik said in that soft husky voice he had, the one that could bring me to my knees for him.
My stomach clenched at it and he smirked, eyeing me over his shoulder, “Soon, Beautiful.”
“You all keep telling me that but I think our definitions of soon, differ greatly,” I grinned.
He chuckled and kissed my forehead then grabbed Ryleigh’s hand and led her to the front of the platform.
“Don’t focus on the pain. Think of your wolf. It’ll help it move quickly,” Derik said then whistled the pack to attention.
They silenced.
“Tonight, we welcome Ryleigh to our pack. She has fought with us, taken our oath, now she will turn with us on the first shift!” Derik called.
As soon as he finished his sentence, he howled, loud and deep. The sound echoed off the trees, biting through the wind, settling deep inside me, bringing the urge to shift to the forefront of my mind.
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