Ancient Mystic's War of the Realms Saga - Lady Adellandra Dratianos (read me a book TXT) 📗

They were brown since birth until the Blood Pact and the Unicorn Magic pulsated in her system. “I felt you both in pain, and couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
Aimee wrapped her arm around her almost-sister. “We were in pain, deep pain, both emotionally and physically.” She then went on to tell her what happened between Scott, Aaron, Sierra and herself.
“She made him Dweller-kin, huh?” Ariana answered. She took the pillowcase in hand and held it, closing her eyes. After a moment, her eyes flew open and she stared at Aimee. “Amethyst Theresa, I think I may know exactly where they are.”
“What? Where are they?” Aimee asked.
Ariana set the pillowcase down and held her hand out for Aimee to take. Once the almost-sisters clasped hands, Aimee had to ask. “Where are we going?”
“The Dragon Nations.” Ariana smiled. “I know the Monarch there.”
“Why there?”
“That’s where we’ll find the Unicorn and Airmed.” Ariana grinned. “Now call the Dream Chant.”

“Moy Yam Tor Ham Day,
“Take me away.
“My heart, my soul and all I seem,
“Take me now to the Realm of dreams!”

Once they arrived at a castle in the Dragon Nations, they came upon a gate. A mist came out of thin air to take on human male form. He was dressed as a guard.
“Young Guardian?” He growled lowly, placing his fist to his heart and nodding his head in respect. His black hair was tied up in a tail, but loose groups of strands hung in his face. “It has been decades!”
Young Guardian smiled at Amethyst’s shocked look before answering the Dweller General. “Trenor, is it?” The General nodded and she continued. “It only seems like decades of your time, Dweller.”
“Than you know what we are?” Trenor grinned. “As you would say, it is about time.”
Young Guardian laughed. “We’re here to see the Countess. Can you tell me where she is?”
“You have blood-bound with her; use that bond to find her.” Trenor let them through the gates and winked before misting back into nothingness.
Young Guardian shook her head and led Amethyst further into the Dragon Nations and toward the Castle ahead.
“Okay, you’ve been hiding secrets from us.” Amethyst announced. “I just knew it. You took to Ramon and the other Dwellers too easily.”
“I swear; I didn’t do it on purpose.” Young Guardian said, shrugging. “When I came here, I was lost and alone, wanting to get back to the System and Derrick. It was our first case away from each other.”
“So, what happened?” Amethyst asked.
Young Guardian took her dagger out of her pouch and played with it. “Something that would change my whole perspective on life; both in our own Realm, and in this one.”
Amethyst watched as her almost-sister played with the dagger’s stone, an onyx, before sighing. This worried her, for they never kept secrets from each other before. Aimee wondered, why now?
“Come on, Ariana. You can tell me.” Amethyst said. “Don’t you trust me?”
“Oh, Aim, I do trust you.” Young Guardian put her dagger back in the pouch of her belt. “I’m just now unraveling more secrets about the Dwellers I never thought I knew before. I’m starting to piece it all together again.”
“What do you mean?”
“I recognize it for what it is now.” Young Guardian said. “Countess Dracora, the Monarch of the Dragon Nations, put a special compulsion-like spell on me. It was to make me forget what she really was. A Dweller in her own right, and an Ancient one at that.”
“So you think Airmed and the Unicorn are with this Countess of yours?”
Young Guardian nodded. “I could count on it.”
Somehow, the look on her face didn’t make Amethyst feel any better. She was worried for her brother and his mate now.

II

Red Wolf Moondancer was plenty rested and ready to take on the task of confronting Sire Wolf.
This feud of ours has gone far enough. Red Wolf thought to himself as he marched toward the Canine Valley’s Practice Fields. It was there he found Wolf with the new-old demon-Warrior named Cyrix and the newer recruits to the Companion Army. Katherine’s right. We have to find forgiveness, and quick. Should Lord Bane and his remaining cronies attack us again, I do not want to be on the wrong side of Wolf’s anger.
On the other hand, if we do not patch this up, he will hate me for as long as he lives.
Red Wolf sighed.
His sigh broke both Wolf’s and Cyrix’s concentrations.
Good. Red Wolf thought.
He swore he could feel the growl that came from Wolf’s chest. It was the wolf’s growl of back-off.
Sorry, old friend. Red Wolf shook his head. I cannot do that. This must be put to rest before Celine and I are Bondmates.
“What do you want?” Wolf Stargazer growled. He was standing in an attack position, with his Amethyst-Diamond stone slightly pulsing.
“Sire, I wish a word with you.” Red Wolf began, giving Cyrix a look that said, “Help me with him.”
Cyrix nodded behind Wolf’s back.
“I need nothing from you, Warrior Red Wolf!” Wolf cried. “Get out of my sight before I destroy you where you stand.”
“Sire, I do not believe that would be wise.” Cyrix spoke up in Red Wolf’s defense. “There are too many Companions about.” Wolf turned to Cyrix and stared for a moment. Cyrix continued. “What is between you is not healthy, for the Army or yourselves. Are you not still his Knight-master? Is he not your Knight? Your vassal, your friend?” Wolf growled louder for Cyrix, balling his fists. The fire-demon was prepared for this. “Come now, Wolf. The two of you have been friends for as long as I can remember. Put whatever it is between you aside for now and make up. You are setting a bad example to the rest of the Valley and the Army.”
Wolf unclenched his fists and took a deep breath, calming. “Lead the set in their sword work.” He turned back to Red Wolf, who stood silent. “I will handle Red Wolf.”
“As you wish, Sire.” Cyrix supplied, giving Red Wolf the sign for “He’s all yours,” behind Wolf’s back.
Red Wolf hid his grin, reminding himself to thank the fire-demon for the favor later.
Wolf led him to the Canine Wood before barking. “How dare you, Red! How dare you court my daughter? How dare you seek to make a complete fool out of me in front of the Valley?”
Before he could go any farther in his How-dare-yous, Red Wolf changed to his Dweller-kin form, a full Immortal with dark hair and eyes that glowed. “Not this time, Wolf! You will listen to me, and not shout your How-dare-yous! I will have my say, even if I have to use my kin-Clan powers on you to do it.”
Wolf could do nothing but stare, scared into silence. He knew how powerful Red Wolf was as a Dweller, and how dangerous he could be.
Red Wolf changed back to his wolf-Companion form.
The two wolves stared at each other, with Wolf silently growling at Red Wolf.
Growl at me all you like, Wolf. Red Wolf thought as he glared at his Knight-master and friend. It does not matter anymore. This will be resolved.
“Wolfton Stargazer!” Yelled the female voice of Katherine Hawk-Stargazer, Wolf’s Balinese bride. “Chikité Moondancer! In our Castle Chambers! Now!”
Even Cyrix heard her booming voice from across the Field and headed in the opposite direction.
The wolves changed form and raced to Stargazer Castle. They could tell she meant business.
They took themselves to the main Chambers, where Katherine yelled. “Shift! Now!”
They shifted to their original forms.
Wolf started. “Darling, what?”
“Do not ‘darling’ me, Wolfton Stargazer!” Katherine cried. “I have had all I can stand from you two. This has gone on long enough!”
“On that I agree, Lady.” Red Wolf said.
“Silence, Chikité.” Katherine supplied. “Now then. I want this feud of yours to end.”
“Katherine, he seeks to steal our daughter!” Wolf cried.
“I seek nothing but to love and cherish her as any Bondmate should.” Red Wolf barked.
“You seek to take her away from her home!” Wolf barked.
“I do nothing against her will.” Red Wolf barked back. “She is my near-Bondmate and I cannot do anything to her that she does not want me to do.”
“She is too young for you!” Wolf supplied.
“The heart and soul know of no age or time.” Red Wolf stated.
“ENOUGH!” Katherine hissed at them both. “Wolfton. Have you noticed any changes in our daughter?”
Wolf frowned, lowering his brows.
“If you have not, I sure have.” Katherine supplied. “She is happier, and more mature. She fought in the War with us, remember? She still wishes to be a Companion Warrior, for lack of better terms. She still wants to learn everything she can about her Magic. You might want to talk to her sometime.”
“I have, Kat.” Wolf said, then smiled. “She told me about her and Red.”
Katherine’s eyes went up. “And you still have doubts?”
“I am her father, Katherine. What do you expect?” Wolf asked her. “I only wish to protect her.”
“Face it, Wolf. I am her protector now.” Red Wolf remarked softly. “I will see that no harm will ever come to her again. That is a promise I can rightfully keep.”
At the word protector, Katherine gasped. “I knew it!”
Both canines stared at her.
“What? What is it?” Wolf asked.
“She is acting as Ariana did when she met Derrick. Like she’s more complete.” Katherine tried. “It is hard to admit, Wolf, but Red just may be our daughter’s Ancient Mystic Protector.”
Red Wolf smiled, nodding. “Aye that I am.” He said. “I would protect her with my very life. I would cherish her, Wolf. I love her too much to hurt her. Because to hurt her would be like hurting myself.”
Katherine studied him. Red Wolf was radiating a protective energy around him and it had Celine’s very aura surrounding it.
“You say those words just to get on my good side.” Wolf barked. “They will not work.”
“I believe him, Wolf.” Katherine replied softly, still staring at him. “I can sense it. He cannot hurt her without hurting himself. Their bonds have been forged. Can you not feel it with your own Wolf Magic?” She turned back to her husband. “Can you not sense it whenever they are around each other? Before the War, she was unhappy, and confused. Now, she is complete.”
“I must disagree, Lady Katherine.” Red Wolf replied. “She and I will not be complete until we Bond. Seeing she is still young, and has questions about herself, I will have to wait to Bond her to me.”
“Why can you not do it now?” Katherine asked, curious.
“Bonding her to me now would be disastrous.”