The Lycan Kings and the White Wolf. Chapter 15

Trixie's POV

For the last two weeks, I have been avoiding Alpha Melvin, Trinity, and the rest of them. We know what they're up to, so Calvin thought it was best for me to stay with him and Margaret until we leave.

I feel bad for Roxy and the others, who are doing what I'm supposed to be doing, but I know it's for the best.

Charlie has been looking for me everywhere. They all have been. They haven't been able to even talk to me because they think that since I don't have my wolf, I can't mindlink. I never told them anything different either. It's best if they don't know and don't find out.

It's been two weeks since I've been punished. Being punished usually happens to me daily. I'm beaten severely daily. I've finally had the chance to heal a bit before we leave.

I have really enjoyed the last two weeks. No silver. No wolfsbane. No beatings. Usually, Beta Richard stabs me with a shot of wolfsbane daily. I used to think that was why I didn't have my wolf. Maybe it was because I was too weak from the beatings.

I remember stories my mom told me about a white wolf. It was said there was one last white wolf. My mom told me that the white wolf was special. Powerful. And because of this, she was supposed to go into hiding. Keeping her identity a secret because she was being hunted by many. Some wanted to kill her, saying she was cursed. Some wanted to use her for her powers and use her to their advantage. At the same time, others wanted to experiment on her.

It's believed the white wolf didn't appear until right before they turned 18.

It's also believed that the White Wolf has magical powers. That she could bring back the dead. She could heal everything.

I heard rumors about my mother when I was a child, about how she was different. No one ever saw her shift. As a matter of fact, I never saw her shift. Not even once. I saw my father many times—a very large pure black wolf. But I never saw my mother's wolf. Come to think about it, was she wolfless as well? No, wait.

Every year, I pray to the Moon Goddess for my wolf. Every year, I keep getting let down.

I sit and wonder if I'll be able to find my mate without a wolf. Two weeks until I turn 18. Two weeks until we're usually able to scent our mates.

I have always wondered who the Moon Goddess would pair me with. I, being of alpha blood, was usually paired with a higher-ranked wolf. Oh, how I hope this isn't true. I know if I'm paired with an alpha, I'll just get rejected. Who would want to be paired with a wolfless mate?

No, I don't fear rejection. I just heard it hurts. Breaking the bond. I have heard it feels like a heart attack. Sharp pains through your heart. Something I'm definitely not looking forward to, but I know it will happen.

As I'm lying here in the room Calvin and Margaret put me in, in their cottage, since it's away from the pack house where the alpha stays, he thought I would be safest here.

It's out by the warriors' houses and where they stay. Calvin, since he's in charge of the warriors, thought it would be best for their home to be near them so he could keep an eye on everything more easily. Plus, since Alpha Melvin took over when my parents died, Calvin hasn't cared much for them. Always keeping his distance. I think the only reason he kept his Gamma position was for the good of the pack and to watch over me.

As I'm lying here deep in my thoughts, I hear a voice. It's a very light, faint voice, but I still hear it.

I look around, and no one is in sight. Goodness, now I'm going crazy.

"Hello Trixie," the voice says again. I'm still looking around, trying to find out where the voice is coming from.

"Trixie, it's me, Leigha. I'm your wolf," she says in my head.

"Leigha," I say the name out loud. "Yes, my girl, it's me, your wolf." She says again.

"Are you real. Am I imagining this?" I say

"Oh, Trixie, I am very real," she says.

"Why now. Why are you just now showing up?" I say to her. Still talking out loud.

"Trixie, you don't have to speak aloud. Talk to me in your head," she tells me.

"Why now. Why are you just now showing up?" I repeat, but this time in my head.

"Much better, my dear. See Trixie, we are a special wolf," she says.

"Special. How. Why." I ask her.

"Your questions will be answered all in due time," she says. "But for now, you must get ready for our first shift," she says as I start feeling pain all over my body.

"Cal, help me please. Cal." I say to Calvin through mindlink.

"Trix, what's wrong?" Calvin says as he and Margaret run through the door.

"It's my wolf, Leigha, my body hurts all over. It's so much pain." I tell him as I'm curled into a ball on the bed.

"Your wolf. Oh shit. Margaret, we have to get her to the garden out back. She's going to shift," he says as he scoops me up bridal style into his arms. He carries me out back to his private garden as Margaret follows beside us.

"Trix, you have to listen to your wolf. She will guide you. Let her take control. Don't fight it," he says to me as he's placing me on the ground.

"Trixie, my dear. Give me control. I will lead us through our first shift," my wolf says to me.

As I give control over to Leigha. I feel bones crack, break, and realign—Goddess, the pain. After a minute or two, the shift is done.

"We've done it. Our first shift. Good job, Trix." Leigha says to me.

As I lift my head to look at Calvin and Margaret, they are staring at me. Their mouths opened wide in shock. I tilt my head and raise my paws to look at myself just a little.

"Yes Trixie. We're a White Wolf." Leigha proudly says.