When Lovers Wake
A/N: I am really EXCITED to be bringing you guys this new chapter! This is coming down to the final wire. New people will be introduced and a certain something will happen that we've all been waiting for within the next few chapters. WARNING: THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS WILL BE FILLED WITH THE MOST INCREDIBLE EVENTS EVER! I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I really hope you all love this story cuz I just love writing these chapters and posting them for you all to enjoy and read without any limits what so ever! Please enjoy to your hearts content 3
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Chapter 13: Awakening the Storm
The portal shimmered around us, like a billion gallons of glitter being poured over you all at once. When we were all passed the portal, we came face with the other challenge. If I remember correctly there's only 1 more after this one. Standing in front of a massive oak door, Ren stepped beside me.
"Why did you do that, Calla? I would have given my the use of my shoulder to gain entrance." he whispered low enough for me to hear.
"I know you would have, but I need you to be ready for a fight if it comes down to it." I examined the carvings on the door. This one is meant for the alpha male. Ren's got to open this door
"Ren. I can't open this door. Its gotta be you who opens it. Do you know what needs to be done?" I questioned.
He nodded and pressed the palms of his hands to the door and faster than lightening, rattled off an incantation. I understood some of it. It was part of a protection spell. One that would kill anyone else but a guardian if they touched it. Removing his palms, the doors flung open that shot air at us faster than we had expected.
A distinct earthy smell filled my senses. It was like sunshine and a freshly mown lawn. The tunnels were dark, but nothing was going to keep us from getting to the council room now. We've come to far and given up too much.
Proceeding down the tunnels we made our way to the final door. Sitting on a marble pedistool was a crystal goblet. A blood sacrifice. Again. This times different. Its got to be from all of us now. Every wolf that enters must drop blood into the goblet.
"I hate to ask this of all of you, but I need you to draw blood from yourselves. It must be paid to enter the final room. Ren hold the goblet." I raised my wrist to my mouth and pressed it to my lips, willing my canines to sharpen. Drawing a little bit of blood, I let it flow into the goblet. Ren was next and the rest soon followed. The wounds on our wrists closed, but my shoulder was still raw and no where near healed.
This wound won't close until I leave this place. It's meant to injure me to protect them. Damn enchantments! Placing the goblet back on the pedistool it sank into the ground and the door unlocked. Ren swung the doors open and sitting in the Councils highest seats were our Keepers.
The council consisted of 7 members. In the middle was the head council member, Amelia. She was still as young as the day she was made an honorary member of the Council. She's supposedly in her 50s, but she still looks as if she's in her mid twenties.
Lumine, Efron, and Logan sat to the left of Amelia, staring at us with blank expressions. If we weren't in this room with the rest of the Keepers, Lumine would be giving me such a hard time about stupid crap.
To the right of Amelia, was the other 3 Keepers, who I had only ever heard of, but never really seen before. The one on the left was Lucas. I had gone to school with his son before he transferred out and into a private school. In the middle was Charlotte. She was one of the younger members of the council. She had twins and a older son. They had both died in a car accident 3 years ago. Her mate had commited suicide because he couldn't handle the loss of his children. On the far right, was Damien. He looks like he's in his late twenties, maybe early thirties.
Amelia had long black hair that was pulled back into the long french braid. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of mossy green. She also had that smooth creamy complexion that didn't have a single blemish on it. Her slender fingers sat under he chin and her petite frame gave the impression that she was a very subduable woman, but that was the complete opposite. Anyone who crossed her wasn't walking away.
Lucas was a bradly built man sort of like Dax, except slightly smaller than him. His gaze was powerful enough to pierce through steel. The storm gray that lingered in his eyes was almost as intimidating as my fathers.
Charlotte was a broadly built woman with a slightly bigger bone structure than the normal woman, but she's all muscle and power. Nothing as ever gotten in her way that nobody could handle. Bright blue eyes pierced your soul and her ice cold gaze was always up and protecting her from harms way.
Of the three, Damien was the most intimidating, but handsome of the three. His hair was a medium shade of brown and his eyes were almost the same color. The slight stubble on his face was one of the more attractive features on him. He kinda reminds me of a fantasy hero out of a novel. The one who always save the stupid girl who gets herself caught in some ridiculious situation and can't get herslf out of it. The sweet smile is just a fascade. Under that smile is a vicious wolf who's ready to destroy any invading enemy.
"Calla, Ren, what buissness do you have here today with us?" Amelia questioned.
Ren nodded at me and gave me the "go ahead", "Head Council Member Amelia, I have come to you with some troubling issues."
"Issues?" she repeated.
"Yes. As I'm sure you're aware of, a little while ago the new pack showed up in Vail. Recently, the pack has caused some problems. A few nights ago, the packs alpha male, Alex, showed up at the complex demanding help from Ren and I. Dax and Bryn over heard him and another member disscussing the fact that if we didn't cooporate, they would use durastic measurements to make sure that we would. Also, last night, while out in the forest, we encountered several of the packs members either dead or gravely wounded. They were transported back to the main complex for evidence. The rest of them are either dead or on the run, but either way they're missing. They also claimed that they're was something bigger than the Searchers out to get us."
"This does raise a problem. You and Ren did refuse to help them right?" she asked.
"Yes, we did."
"Did they happen to mention a name of the supposid threat?" Lumine inquired.
"Yes, mistress. They called it the Council of Shadows." At the name of the threat, Amelia extanged looks with all of the other council members.
"The Council no longer exsists right? It hasn't been active in over a millenium." Logan asked Amelia.
"You're right, Logan Bane. It hasn't been active since that final battle. You heard the name correctly I assume. Over that millenuim ago, it was called the Millenium of Red Snow. During this time, the guardians were hunted and exectued by members of the Council of Shadows. The war back then was brutal and every guardian they executed has their insiginia burned into their skin. It was the longest and bloodiest war in our history. We have records of this war recorded in the archive. I'll have somebody escort you down there. Celine! Jason! Please come down when you have a moment." Amelia called.
In a flash, two teenagers about our age slipped through the door and stood before Amelia.
"Yes, Mistress?" they replied.
"Celine, Jason, please escort these wolves down to the archives. Give them access to the Millenium of Red Snow records as well. Thank you. As for you, there is no need to worry. The council and I will personally be by to examine the evidence within the afternoon of tomorrow. Thank you for sharing this concern of yours Alphas. Your problems and issues will be addressed immediatly and it will all fade back to the way it was." Celine and Jason gestured us through the door when Amelia's voice stopped me.
"Calla. I can see something great happening in your future. Something that will bring you great joy, but I also see something else. Something that can change everything for you and this pack. I see new faces in the future that will aid you." she smiled at me and I nodded and smiled back while I saw the warmth in her eyes grow. Something great huh? We will see what that's going to be. Now won't we.
We followed Celine and Jason down through a series of tunnels to the Archive. I examined the 2 young wolves and found them quite unusual.
Celine looked about 5'5 and probably 17 years old. Her hair was a light blonde with lavander tips that were curled. What stunned me the most was the piercings she had. She had a nose ring, a belly button bell with an aquamarine crystal hanging off of it (that was revealed with the cropped leather corset that she wore with her red skinny jeans; and an eyebrow and lip ring. She mad more metal in her face than I wore every day. But regardless, she was stunning. Her eyes were a gorgeous shade of green and complexion was smooth and creamy; flawless without blemishings.
Jason on the other hand was a completely different story. He was about the same size as Ren, but the muscles were slightly more... lithe? I guess? He's about 18 maybe 19 with sandy blonde hair and warm brown eyes that looked like melted chocolate. Just like Celine, he had some "interesting" features. Revealed by the tank he was wearing, his arms were tattooed with ancient symbols that I sort of understood, but others I didn't. In other words, he wasn't bad looking, but I have everything I could ever ask for out of Ren.
Coming to a set of heavy metallic doors. They paused and reached to their necks. Removing a small key on a chain from there, they moved a small circle on the door and inserted the keys. The sound of metallic cogs moving inside the heavy doors was loud and slightly obnoxious. Slowly opening, the smell of old parchement and books, swirled around us.
"Please, watch your step. The librarians haven't been here recently to put away the new recordings yet. What you're looking for is in the red room. This way." Celine led us to the red room. It sort of fit. The Millenium of Red Snow is in the RED room. Ironic isn't it?
Behind a red door was the answers to everything about that millenium. The Council of Shadows and possibly how to beat them. Behind this door lies everything to determine our future. I wonder what Amelia meant by "something great"? Is it good or bad? Maybe both? What could this possibly mean?
A/N: I hope you all read the authors note at the top because I have a line up that is going to be EPICLY AWSOME! Reviews and comments are always welcomed. I really want to hear what you guys think about the story. I'll do my best to update soon and I love you all. See ya later! XOXO
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