Chapter 77 - 76. Tale Of A Broken Heart

The Alpha frowned upon hearing Light's words. Beside him, his wife had the same reaction. Their daughter's words made no sense to either of them. The Luna followed her daughter's eyes that were on her. She looked down at her round belly and a guess came, but she immediately dismissed it. Yet apart from this explanation, she didn't see what the girl in front of them meant. Such negative thoughts were not like their Light.

The Luna raised her head, her gaze filled with determination, and brushed away the arm of the woman who supported her before walking straight on the frail figure in front of her.

From where she was, Light flinched when she saw her mother walk towards her. Light's eyes were fixed on the figure so familiar and yet so different from what she knew. When the Luna was near her two daughters at the edge of the dome she had created, she stopped.

"Light, my sweet, sweet little girl," she smiled weakly and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. "We looked for you everywhere. In each enemy tribe of the surroundings since you've been taken away. The pack and the warriors have only known battles and wars since you disappeared. We had lost hope, but here you are, finally back."

She raised her hand but stopped her gesture when she remembered the barrier and retracted her hand. Light's heart wavered as she picked up the gentle care in her mother's eyes. For the first time, her heart pounded in her chest and Light clenched her fists.

"Then could you turn your back to the Moon Goddess?"

The Luna stared at her daughter as if she had just said something insane. That's exactly what she thought. How could her daughter, who had received the strongest aura could ask the tribe to give up the blessing of the Moon Goddess? It meant so much to them, to the pack.

"It's not like you can't live without the Moon Goddess' blessing." Light insisted. "According to the stories you told us, the pack and the tribe lived side by side without the members mixing.

It would be like putting a distance between us."

The Luna looked at her daughter, a look of shock on her face. She didn't know what to answer. Deep down, she guessed why Light was asking such a thing.

She had felt it when she had reached this place. She had also seen the black energy whips that escaped from her daughter's body and had killed all the Skinwalkers that were on the ground.

"Light do you realize what you're asking?"

"Did I say something weird? I'm your daughter, I don't think I'm telling an awful thing by asking you to reject the Goddess who cursed me."

Cursed. The word echoed in the Luna's head. She already knew that, so why this strange feeling inside her?

She looked down, gazing at the ground under her feet as her mouth parted, but no sound escaped. She couldn't get the words out. She didn't know what to answer or rather, she didn't know how to reject her daughter's request.

"Is there a problem?"

Light's gaze, which had softened a few minutes ago, regained its coldness as the silence stretched.

"Light, we can't turn our back on the Goddess. You know it well though. What would become of your father? What about the other pack members who are united with one of us? Families would be separated forever. Besides, this child that I am carrying will have to lead the pack one day so…"

"So you choose them all instead of me?"

"N-No Light, that's not it! Listen…"

"Why? To hear you explain to me that it's okay if it's only me who is rejected and who must be kept at a distance?"

The Luna shivered. In front of her, the energy whips were starting to shoot out of Light's body again. All her senses were on alert and telling her not to move.

Anger, resentment. A whirlwind of emotions flashed through Light's eyes as the whips unfurled.

"Light, we will find a solution. I'm sure if we talk to the Goddess she will want to..."

"What did you just say?"

The energy mist that made up the whips, thickened into a mass that grew to exceed the height of a man. The Luna staggered and backed away. Her eyes fell on the mass taking shape.

A loud huff blew dust on the ground and the Luna's eyes bulged upon seeing a wolf in front of her.

The animal's body was made of the same black energy mist that made up Light's whips. The wolf's eyes stopped on the Luna who had frozen.

"You talk as if I was the one who was at fault and that I had to apologize when it was me who has been tortured. Me who has been lacerated. Me who has been burned alive. Why should I bow my head to a Goddess who ignored my pleas when I was in pain?"

The young woman put a hand on the wolf's body and a faint smile curved her lips.

"He's the one who saved me from these men. The only one who came for me, even if death had already claimed it and wrapped him into its arms. It too had been taken by his men. They didn't know anything, so they wanted to use his body for the ritual.

They wanted me to invoke the Goddess to obtain the blessing. I tried with all my might not to give in. In my slow agony, I prayed to the Goddess who is supposed to protect us and her only response was to leave me alone.

She left me alone to my fate, and when they got what they wanted and forced me to hold the blessing ceremony, she cursed me. I would be dead if it wasn't for him. He saved my life when your Goddess turned her back on me. Everything happened because of her.

Do you understand, Mom? As long as our tribe lives with the blessing of the Moon Goddess, they will always want to come after us. This power is not a blessing, it's a curse in disguise. "

"Light, we are the children of the Moon Goddess, we can't..."

"We weren't originally. The pack was thanked for helping us, but it was because you asked the Goddess for her blessing that we became like this.

Just make everything go back to how it was. All it takes is for you to choose me…"

She reached out her hand towards her mother who wasn't moving. "I can help you. I can master this energy and, thanks to that, free you from…"

"No!"

Along with her scream, the Luna deployed the energy dome. She gasped when she realized what she had just done. Hearing his daughter talk about the black whips that killed many of her own, the Luna reacted without thinking, and the mark of protection offered by the Moon Goddess activated.

The woman took a look and saw that a sphere had formed around Light and shielded the girl from being hit by the dome. Gradually, an opening was made and grew, letting the Luna see her daughter and the enormous wolf by her side. Light was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes bulged in shock.

"Y-You… tried… to kill… me? I explained to you that we could start over but you tried to kill me?"

"L-Light, no it's not what you think…"

"Then what was it?" She screamed as the energy that formed the protective sphere around her unfolded, menacing.

"I-I Light, we will find a solution, I promise you we will find a solution. Just please calm down."

"I asked you to choose, Mom… The blessing or me?"

When the young woman looked at her mother's face, she knew her answer. Light let out her anger and, in the forest, an explosion shook the ground for several dozen meters.

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"Nobody else was hurt or killed. We only owe this to the first Luna who was a remarkable witch, but above all, her aura, even if it was not as large as those of the twins and therefore of Light, it was reinforced by her desire to protect her clan," Elias continued in a deep voice.

Connor crossed his arms thoughtfully and sighed.

"I get it, it's a very sad story, but why do my friend and his mate get mixed up in all of this, hundreds of years later? The first Luna couldn't have got rid of the problem once and for all?"

"Even though she made the decision she thought was best for everyone, the Luna was aware how unfair it was for her daughter. Whatever happened, she was still her mother, so the very idea of ​​attacking her was unbearable.

"And no one but her could have done it? I don't want to quibble, but in several hundred years, you won't make me believe that no one wanted to solve the problem?"

"None of the Children of the Goddess has ever been strong enough to stand up to Light. No one before your friend arrives.

Even with his curse, we can see his real strength within his aura. If you aren't able to detect auras and energies, it's normal that you haven't noticed, but the Warrior's power is unrivaled. He is the Warrior sent to fight Light and finally fix the mistakes that were made.

This is the only way the Goddess can redeem herself for what Light has suffered. Free her from her cycle of hate and anger."

"And why do you call Eden, the King? Is it just because they are mates or there is another reason behind it."

"Because of his fur and his aura. It has nothing to do with Light's history, it's in the hierarchy of Werewolves. You know the meaning of fur colors among the Werewolves?" Elias asked and Connor nodded in agreement.

"Your friend's mate has fully golden fur which is a sign of the nobility bestowed by the Goddess herself. This makes him the rightful King of the Werewolves. His aura is also evidence so that we, Skinwalkers, can recognize him and protect him should he ever need us."

Alana placed her hands on her hips and lifted her chin proudly.

"The Skinwalkers are bonded to the Werewolves. We haven't forgotten them."

"Yet, you do everything to be apart. I mean, can we talk about the spell on your land? Isn't that a bit paradoxical?

"It's our way of making amends for the wrong we've done. The friendship between the pack and our clan, even if it wasn't their intention, our ancestors used it to win war and battle creating around the Werewolves a legend of monsters that prey on Humans.

Which wasn't the case at all. Their desire to protect Humans, the desire to protect us that what led to their creation. Walking away was one way to reciprocate their devotion. We wanted to thank them for having watched over us for years when we needed it."

Connor ran a hand over his face. All these pieces of information were heavy to digest. He looked at the two men on the ground and thought for a moment.

"Okay, what's next then? You say you can't lift the curse, but you can do something for him. What is it and how do we do it?"

"Cut the connections between the portion of aura that Light used to curse your friend and the energy flowing around."

"Oookay. And it means?"

"This is where things get tough," Silphie butted in the discussion and announced as she advanced towards Glen. "Because to cut them we will have to touch the connections and this will automatically alert Light. She will do everything she can to prevent us from severing the connections." She bent down and put a hand on the alpha's fur.

"In other words…"

"In other words, the chances are high that she will show up and try to kill us."