I said calmly, waiting for her reaction. It came faster than I expected, she moved two inches closer to me. I could feel her body heat, my wolf wishes to be immersed totally in it, but I had to struggle harder to stay in control.

Just as I have been doing since our little reunion.

"What?"

She threw the word at me, I noticed Lyra was fiddling with the piece of rabbit meat she was holding, a usual habit she does in her old body whenever she was nervous.

I could tell beyond any doubt that she actually detest her new body, but I liked it more for some awkward reason, she looked quite more feminine.

"I need to tell you that nobody in the pack.....is going to accept you with open arms in the pack house."

"Nobody? Including...hmm...my acquaintances?"

"Yes Luna, your acquaintances included."

"Wow! Just wow! How bad is this.....enchantment."

"Very bad Luna Lyra,"

I felt her face fall, but there was nothing I could do but to be totally honest with her.

"I needed to tell you this because....I am your only ally-left."

I bowed my head slightly in her direction hoping she understood my point of view. I knew I had incurred her wrath by following Orion's orders, it hurts me too, but if I hadn't, my head would have rolled down my neck.

I love the Blue Moon pack. I knew I needed to protect my home, but watching Aurora and her fetish mother enslave everyone hurts me totally. If I hadn't been a half wizard, I would have been lost in her magic too.

"So.....you mean I would be doomed if I didn't accept your help....my only option." I heard her say.

I bit into the rabbit meat I was eating. There was absolutely no way to reason with Lyra on the days she felt like being adamant, I knew arguing would be a waste of my strength.

In between, I think she was right.

I am her only option.

We both sat in silence for more hours before I persuaded her to sleep and I would keep watch over her. I looked up at the bright sky and felt horrors within its calmness.

It was like we were locked up in a maze. When I had finally gotten to Lyra in the mountain of revival, I had thought my woes in the forest were over, leaving would get better, unfortunately, it didn't.

We had walked a few miles and I saw the pack house from afar. I thought we had finally gotten to our destination until we kept on walking towards it but we never got out of the forest at all,

Could a greater force be responsible for this?

I watched Lyra sleep. She looked so adorable underneath the moonlight. I felt my heart beating faster as my hand found its way to her hair, I was stroking it gently until I noticed her turn slightly.

I hastily disentangled my hand from her lustrous hair because that would be treason.

She was still the Luna I knew, I do not care about whatever sham marriage Alpha Orion had with that Aurora bitch, but Lyra was the only Luna I acknowledge.

I knew I couldn't have her heart yet, but I would offer all of my best to protect her.

I was still immersed in my thoughts when I felt a jingling sensation from my pocket. I had almost forgotten that I had anything in there. I dipped my hand deeper into my pocket and retrieved the magically enchanted shell my birth mother gave me before my departure on this journey.

She didn't bother to warn me about its usefulness until right now when it was shining brightly in my face.

Unfortunately I didn't know what to do with it.

The blinding light emitted by the shell kept becoming brighter, I was confused by its sudden change. I felt my intuition whispering something to me.

"Calm! Be calm!"

I tried to sink into my coolest state and listen better to my mind, but that took quite some effort. I had to be wary of my surroundings because it would be disastrous if Luna Lyra gets attacked while I was lost in the state of meditation just as the Cobra almost bit her earlier today.

My inner voice rose higher and something popped up,

I heard someone say something in a barely coherent tone. I tried harder but it still remained the exact same thing. I relaxed more and it made more sense.

"Blood! Draw...blood."

I picked up my dagger and unsheathed it. it sounded so accurate, blood was what binds most witch spells. I pressed the dagger into my palm and it cuts through my flesh.

I didn't flinch, I was a warrior, this was very little pain.

Since my return to my mother's coven, it had been difficult keeping my wizard voice away. He kept interrupting my wolf, keeping this hybrid abilities a balance was really draining my soul.

If I get out of it all alive, I would have to learn to tame them both.

I held the shell in my bloody palm, the blinding light dwindled. It projected itself on my right side , replaced by a scenario in front of me and a worried woman's face surfaced.

"Cullen, oh my goodness."

"Mum?"

"Cullen, it is me, thank God you are fine, is that...the Luna?"

"Yes."

"Oh! I really hope she is worth risking your life for."

There it was, one of the very reasons why I couldn't bring myself to get close to her. She had been away for many years, and now, she was being judgmental about Lyra whom she barely knew.

"She's worth it all, mother." I said firmly.

My mother nodded her head. I could tell she wasn't convinced about it, but she waved the topic off. I was glad she did .

"Cullen, there is a little problem."

I sat up straight, my mum's brow creased more, I could tell something huge was

wrong.

"Your pack just declared you wanted-dead or alive."

What?

"You are a fugitive now, son."

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Chapter 10 To Draw Some Blood

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