NovelEnglish158 She has a wolf.
High Priestess Liora
Heavy silence pressed in onafter Alpha Ramsey and Lyla left.
| settled into my chair with a sigh, my gaze drifting to the small hearth as the flames flickered and danced. My
twas near, and | knew that much, but the world | would leave behind was so messy.
And all of it was my fault.
Maybe if | had been thorough and tough with Miriam, if | had put my feet down and not allowed myself to be
blinded by my love for her, Lyla wouldn't have happened if | had guided her right.
Was | grateful to the Moon Goddess for giving us a Moonsinger? Yes! But who knew that Miriam's mistake would
have this repercussion? | knew there would be a repercussion of ssort... she was, after all, supposed to be
High Priestess afterand had the silver mark, but nothing had preparedfor this.
If Lyla had an ordinary wolf, it would have been different - | wouldnt have worried, but the two-tailed wolf... | felt
the hairs at the back of my neck rise in fear, and immediately, | muttered a prayer to calm my weak heart.
Lyla - that girl - there was so much more happening now than | could comprehend, and the visions were
becoming frequent these days.
The soft creak of the door startledwhen Miriam entered, holding a tray of food. | studied her for a moment.
Her movements were mechanical, almost robotic, as she set the tray down on the table in my room.
Something was wrong with her.
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“Ah, Miriam, just in time, | chirped, trying to dispel the sad aura around her. “Could set it down here, | pointed to
the small stool near my bed.
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She complied without saying a word as she placed the tray on the small table beside my bed. Then, she poured
1 didn’t miss how her hands trembled.
She did not even attempt to chat withlike before. When she finished setting my table, she returned to the
window and stared absently.
“Miriam ” | called out to her costle “Te comething wrong?”
She didn’t answer. Her shoulders were hunched slightly in defiance, and her fingers
were curled into the fabric of her skirts she used to do that a lot as a child. Whenever
she was sad and wanted to cry so badly, she would try to hold back.
“Miriam,” | pressed again, trying to be firmer this time. “Is something wrong? Lyla looked fine when she cto
seea moment ago. | thought that would make you happy. given that you've barely left her side for nearly
three days.”
still, she remained mute.
“Is this about what | told you? You don’t have to givea response now; there's plenty of time, you know, and it
shouldn't worry you too much.”
Still, no response. Minutes passed, and the room continued to be filled with Miriam’s sadness. | waited patiently. |
had learned long ago that the only way to get her to open up to you is to be silent. It works most times, though.
Finally, a sharp sniffle broke the silence. Miriam turned around slowly, tears streaming down her face. Her chin
quivered as she looked at me, her eyes brimming with tears and despair.
The last tshe had cried this much was after the birth of her daughter, and she had beggedto allow her to
hold her for only five seconds. The other priestesses and the midwife who had helped us beggednot to, but |
gave in. | couldn’t stand her crying
even now...
Though she was older... her tears broke my heart and plungedinto a state of despair. “Lyla...” she cried.
“She has a wolf, Mother. Lyla... has a wolf”
The room seemed to still. | closed my eyes briefly, exhaling deeply. “I feared as much.” Miriam turned to me,
shocked. “You knew?”
“I suspected,” | replied quietly, “And | told you from the beginning that there was more than one entity inside
her. She fulfils the prophecy and the first Moonsinger in 10,000 years. She's always been different.”
She crumbled to the ground, covering her face as she continued sobbing. “No...no, no. It can’t be. It's not fair.
| rose from my chair, groaning as my joints protested. | crossed the room to where Miriam was, kneeling beside
her. “Listen to me, Miriam. Now is not the tto be weak. You knew, as did | that Lyla was special, and now that
everything has played out, we have no choice but to face it headlong.”
158 She has a woll
Her sobs quicted as she sat back on her heels, looking up atwith red-rimmed eyes. “No...no, she can't be.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe can’t be that child.”
My gaze softened. “You've seen them yourself. Now, we must let her know the full extent. of her powers and the
dangers. | am also willing to bet she was the wolf that helped Alpha Ramsey and his warriors take down the
Ferals today.”
“Today?” Miriam turned to me.
“Yes,” | nodded, sinking into the space beside her. “Ramsey chere a few minutes ago
to askto look for the two-tailed wolf that had helped them.”
Miriam hesitated, her expression flickering with guilt. “I.. think so too. I've been watching her for days now.”
“What do you mean?”
“She keeps leaving the house in the middle of the night and wakes up in the forest. One time, | followed her wolf
and stayed out of sight, of course, but | saw it - | saw her - fighting those Ferals. She's gone out like that about
three times, and today - I'm sure she went out again. I'm certain of that.”
“Did she tell you?” | asked.
“No,” she shook her head. “When | went to her room earlier to clean up and change the sheets, | saw she tried to
hide her clothes under the bed. They were soiled and torn, and there was a feral bite on her ankle. She must
have gotten it when her wolf was fighting earlier.
“Then it's true. She’s already manifested,” | nodded with a grim expression. “And she’s been fighting. Do you
think she knows she has a wolf? Her powers as a Moonsinger would try to suppress her, so she might not know
she’s been going out every night.” “Yeah.
“Well, we need to let her know, Miriam. She needs to understand what she has and who she is..
A two-tailed wolf was rare, powerful and unpredictable.
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