The Last Spirit Wolf (Elena Norwood)

-Vera-

The heartbeat I felt as my own, the feeling of uneasiness and foreboding... wasn't mine at all. It was Lucas. Another perk of being part witch; I can sometimes feel other people's emotions. especially people I care about. Nobody seems to realize what's happening right now, but I do.

Violet is his mate.

All this time, his feeling of uneasiness was in fact because his mate was close, but he was fighting his instinct to look for her because of his fear.

They're both staring at each other with equal ambivalence; they don't move an inch.

"Violet, explain yourself!" One of the uncles shouts.

"Young Lady!" Another one says.

Nothing seems to snap her out of it.

Lucas takes a step forward, completely enthralled by the sight of his mate. I step to the side, blocking his path.

As much as I'm happy Lucas has found his mate, and it happens to be *my* mate's supposed future wife, this is a very volatile situation, and numbers are definitely not on our side.

Cecil moves towards her daughter, putting her hand gently on her shoulder.

"Daughter, don't be afraid, you can speak freely."

This seems to break Violet's trance.

"Uhm... I... Uhm... What?" She stutters.

"You told me you were worried about the King being ill last night, so you wanted to bring him some tea to his room, is that right?"

"Yes, yes of course," Violet says, still looking directly at Lucas and no one else.

"Lucas," I whisper.

"Huh?" he responds, not paying any attention to me.

"Snap out of it!" I say, pushing him discreetly towards the door.

"What's going on?" Caleb follows.

"Violet is Lucas's mate!"

Caleb stops, wide eyed.

"No," he says.

"Yes!"

"Oh, Goddess. This whole trip just keeps getting worse! Come on, kid. Walk with me."

Caleb helps me shove Lucas towards the door, cautious that nobody sees us.

Noah has caught on and is giving me a quizzical look, while everyone else is focused on Violet.

"Mate." I mouth, and Noah's eyes go wide, looking between Lucas and Violet quickly.

I see him mouth 'f**k' once he realizes what's going on; we're lucky nobody has noticed our interaction.

"Did she in fact enter your bedroom, Your Majesty?!" One of the voices demands.

"I don't know, I wasn't there."

"What?!"

"So, it's true?!"

"Explain yourself, Your Majesty!"

All the voices are jumbled together as we finally step out of the room with Lucas.

"Ok. Here's the thing, kid. If she's your mate, it can't happen like this."

"If?" Lucas looks offended, "how can she *not* be my mate? She perfect! She smells of cinnamon and roses and ... and... dessert! She's incredible," he trails off, sidestepping us to try and enter the room again. "Yes! Ok! She's your mate, but you have to understand, she's not just any lycan! This has to be done politically!" Caleb pleads with him.

"Nonsense!" He says.

"Lucas, please think about this! We will make sure you two are together, I promise, but right now, Violet is suspected to have been in Noah's room! If you know what that means, you know how delicate this is." Realization crosses his face, quickly followed by anger. His lycan eyes begin to swirl in his pupils instantly.

"No! Lucas, listen to me," I step in front of him, blocking his way, "It's not true! Noah was with me the entire night!"

"I don't care! I will kill him!" He shouts.

Oh, Goddess.

I never knew this mate thing could be so intense. When I met Noah, he was half dead. I wonder if he would have been this intense had he been healthy and awake.Visit to read the complete chapters for free. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Job ni b. com. A fist flies in front of my face, taking me by surprise.

Caleb just punched Lucas, right across his cheek. Hard.

"Get your shit together, kid! Did you not hear Vera? Noah has not touched your mate! Now, stay calm, and stay away until we can sort this mess out!" He's speaking in a low, stern voice.

Lucas's eyes go back to normal.

"Are you sure he hasn't touched her?"

I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Honestly, I'm surprised you would even *think* him capable of that considering he has a mate," I narrow my eyes at him.

"Ok, yeah. Yeah, of course you're right. I just... I've never felt anything like this before. It's like I can't breathe but at the same time, like I'm breathing clean air for the first time. It doesn't make sense." "No, no it doesn't."

I pat his back gently, letting him calm down before taking him out of the manor.

Then, the doors open and Eli emerges from behind them.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's getting nasty in there," he says, his voice grave.

I immediately go to him, nodding at Caleb.

"I got him, don't worry," he says, seeing Lucas out.

"What was that about?" Eli asks.

"Violet is Lucas's mate."

Eli stops right before entering the dining room, his expression one of disbelief.

"Ok, let's save that bombshell for some other time, you have to get in there. I know we said that it would be a bad idea for you to fight her, but..."

"You have to marry our niece, Your Highness! What kind of King would defile a young lady and not be made responsible for her?!"

"You are an honor-less King!"

"Fake King Noah!"

"Your father would be ashamed of you!"

When I enter the room, all of the men have started surrounding Noah, who is holding up his hands.

"What makes you think I touched her?" He says trying to defend himself.

"Obviously she fainted at the memory!"

"Do you not see her, Your Highness, are you blind?!"

"Why else would she collapse if not out of embarrassment!"

I search for Violet in the crowd. She has indeed collapsed and her mother is holding her in her arms as some maids fan her.

"Quick, get her some water!" Cecil yells.

One of the maids quickly gets up and goes into the corridor that leads to the kitchen.

"Fake King Noah!" The men are chanting.

Enough.

I step forward, Eli close behind.

"Watch how you speak to your King! Unless you can prove that he had his way with Lady Violet,

I suggest you keep your mouth shut! Or would you anger the true King of the lycans?"

I'm livid.

"Vera is correct, indeed," William says, "tradition states that a test must be conducted to see if Lady Violet is still... untouched."

I almost puke in my mouth as he says that.

"I will not allow my daughter to be humiliated in this way!" Cecil shouts, handing her daughter to one of the maids to tend to.

"Cousin, it is the way it is, you know better than to stand in the way of tradition."

"Tradition?! You speak to me about tradition while this whore freely entertains the King! A Wolf! She points to me.

I immediately turn to Noah, feeling his aura.

William, Eli and I have felt it before, so we are not taken aback. But the rest of the people in here take several steps away from him in fear, unsure of what's going on. His lycan eyes are swirling in his pupils, and this is the very moment where everything can go to hell. Instead of creating a bridge between the Castle and the families, we will end whatever semblance of a relationship that still exists.

To hell with it. If tradition is so important to them, lets do this by the books.

"I challenge Violet to a duel for Noah."

Everyone turns to look at me following a deafening silence.

"A wolf would defy a lycan?!" Someone says.

"Not a wolf, the King's mate. From what I understand, if Violet wins, she gets to marry Noah, If

I win, she abandons all notions of ever becoming Queen." I say, confidently.

I turn to Noah now. Instead of looking murderous like he did a few seconds ago, he looks amused.

I look back at Cecil and she's smirking.

"Very well, I accept the challenge on Violet's behalf. Once she is well, of course."

"Of course," I repeat.

This seems to please everyone has they all have nasty smiles on their faces. Quickly, everyone begins dispersing, content with the outcome of this little ruse.

Even Violet has begun to wake up and is taken to her room.

When the room is completely empty and it's just us in here, Eli comes to stand next to me, smirking.

"It's about time they learned to respect our true Queen."