Chapter 4 A LUNA IS BORN IN NENISHIA

CECE'S POV

The Senior Elder has been my father's obsession for as long as I could remember. The Senior Elder is a descendant of the last of the original five wolves blessed by the white sorceress.

They were blessed with power beyond imagination and are born Alphas unlike the rest of the clan that fights for leadership. The last Senior Elder died about three decades ago. But on the night of my mother's disappearance, the only surviver amongst the twenty three sent to capture her came back saying a Senior Elder attacked and killed the others.

Although most believed this to be false as the killings seemed too weak to have been done by a Senior Elder, my father believed, searching day and night for the last Senior Elder.

The news spread to all forty regions but no one had ever laid eyes on the last Senior Elder. And as the days faded, so did the rumours.

There is no Senior Elder. The last of the blood line was killed by Elder Fecklon of Viduela. That was the story until a message came from the high priestess of Viduela. 'A young maiden in Nenishia has the imprint of a Senior Elder. The symbol of the white sorceress." so she says.

I don't believe in stuffs like that. I don't believe in myths and legends. Folklores I believe are just stories made up to scare children and teach morals. But that was until today, when I stood in front of a crowd with a massive tattoo imprinted on my back.

The message of the high priestess reached every corner of the world, bringing back every Nenishian maiden back home for the purification ceremony.

This took four days as the high priestess cried out every night repeating same words, "the mother of Lunas has been born again. The mate of a Senior Elder is born once more in Nenishia."

The ceremony had been going on but I still hadn't return. The more maidens that were rejected, the more the prophecy seemed to be false. But then on the fourth day, I finally returned to Nenishia.

"She is the one." The priestess said the moment I stepped into the temple to join the other maidens for the purification.

"Step forward." She instructed as I just went to her. I never took spiritual stuff seriously and so I just wanted to be done with whatever this is and to get on with my life.

I don't believe anything of this shit about being special. Right from the day I was born, I was nothing special. My father wanted an heir but got me, a disappointment instead.

My mother abandoned me, choosing her new born over me. And at the age of ten, I became engaged to this self-absorbed jerk who thinks his better than anyone else just because he is related to a Council Elder in Viduela.

If I can't even be special to the Alpha of Nenishia, the 36th region. How the hell would I ever be the Luna of all forty regions. This is just bullshit, but I had to do it anyway.

I stepped on the podium nonchalantly as the enchantments started. Unfazed by what was happening around me, I just stood there doing whatever I was instructed to do.

After a while, the enchantments stopped and I was asked to turn around and my gown was slowly pulled down revealing this massive tattoo which I swore was never on my body until now.

The people gasped, watching in awe before bowing down in terror. I looked at the crowd of people not believing my eyes. Did I really just become special? Me, Cecelia Rufus, a special person? I couldn't believe my eyes right now.

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The tales ran through the forty regions that there is still a senior Elder out there. He's watching closely and would appear when he deems fit.

The elders of all forty regions gathered the next day, taking me to Viduela for what I should call intensive questioning.

A lot, and I mean a lot of questions were asked.

"Where did you meet the Senior Elder? What does he look like? What does he sound like? Why are you keeping him hidden? Hasn't he reached out to you after that day?"

So many questions and my answer to all of them remained the same. "I DON'T KNOW!"

"I know I've met him before. If he can only imprint on me during sex, I know it happened on that 'welcome to campus' party I attended.

Kalib is the only guy I've been with but on that day, he had provoked me and so I went to sit by myself, drowning in alcohol when this stranger came to talk to me..."

"And who was this person, what does he look like?"

"Again, I don't know. I don't know anything. I was drunk. I hardly remember anything from that night. I don't even know how I got back home, I was really drunk." I explained over and over again.

I kept saying exactly the same thing yet, they kept repeating the same question over and over again. It's just so messed up. I've been faithful to Kalib all my life even though he's an ass. But the one time I wasn't, it had to be the last Senior Elder? Seriously? Now I'm in a room full of old people answering the same question over and over again.

Who the fuck is this Senior Elder? And why did he choose me out of the thousands of werewolves to be his Luna?

To Be Continued