I was shocked to hear that I wasn't the only one who had suspected the creation of humans being for such a reason. Humans were a volatile race, each one wanting to be more superior than another. While the supernaturals were much more involved in nature. They had their conflicts, but it was more a territory, and competitive thing that would be sorted out with a fight between 2 powerful beings, one would come out on top, preferably without killing another, and balance would immediately be restored. If a wolf wanted to become alpha, he simply, and calmly, challenged another wolf of alpha status, and if he won the fight, he was the new leader. Humans would rather kill from the shadows and usurp the power unjustly.
But Ravena had also said that the superiors and the council thought that I was the key to stopping whomever had created the humans. It sounded insane, hearing just how different I was from the people who had raised me. I had never considered that I wasn't connected to the realm source, since no one had ever been born in our realm without such a connection. The realm was kept alive by us, and in return, it kept us alive. A balance in all things. And yet, now I was learning, that I had never been part of that life cycle. I couldn't help wondering just how many of our people knew that about me.
"What kind of being could create such a number of lives and place them in a realm without anyone even noticing the change?" Dante asked, his body stiff as he leaned forward.
"I guess the humans would refer to the being as a 'God' or 'Deity'. We don't know how any life is created or ends, we simply do as we were designed to do, and watch over and protect." Ravena answered, sounding like one of the old text books as she repeated our moral code.
We had no true sense of self, we were all given the same role, even of each of us did play it slightly differently. Some of us stayed in the home realm since it would help for reproduction purposes, others maintained the realm source and the plant life, which was then used to make medicines that, when not magically infused, could be shared with other realms. And then there were those who resided in the realms, while still bonded to our own home realm, and maintained peace.
"So, that would mean that a God-like being created Hannalee, as a way of combating the one who created the humans, right?" he continued.
I didn't like where this was heading at all.
"That is what the superiors and council believes." Ravena said, showing no sign of emotion in her statement.
"Then, what would happen if all of the realms were reunited again? Would it disrupt the plans of the one who made humans?"
I gaped at him. No one in their right might would even consider reuniting the realms after the near chaos that had happened before.
"your insane!" Ravena declared, sounding almost angry "Reuniting the realms would only lead to greater conflict at this point. There would be fights over who had more power again, and the humans would still exist, their presence alone fueling the conflict. The council would never agree to such a concept."
"We don't need the council to agree though" I spoke quietly, almost afraid of what I was saying "since I'm probably strong enough to do it myself."
I couldn't meet Ravena's eyes, I could feel her rising temper without seeing. What I had just said was a clear challenge to the council's very core. The council that I had once looked up to, whom I knew would never accept me being mated to a wolf, I would be a threat to them now. If Dante was right, and what Ravena had said about me not being connected to the realm source, they couldn't strip my powers from me, and would, thus, simply remove me from existence. They were going to kill me no matter what I did at this point.
"Don't you dare talk like that again, young lady. The council knows what is best for the realms" Ravena warned.
"Even if it means that what's best for the realms is my own death?" I asked, looking her in the eye, letting her see all of my fear and insecurities.
"T-they won't kill you...I'm sure" she tried saying, but her own voice had layers of fear.
She was realizing what my existence would mean to the council now. I was no longer within their plans, I was a danger to them. If she had been smart about it, she could probably kill me and return home a hero. But, would she?
"Don't be an idiot" Dante interrupted "they won't hesitate to remove her, since she is an independent power out of their control. Whatever they had planned for her, it won't happen. Even if she can't have my child, I won't just let her have another man's child. And, do you really think another man could handle her through her first few shifts. They may not be entirely painful, but they can be very overwhelming until she gets used to it."
My wolf whined again, pawing at some sort of invisible wall, telling me that it wanted it's presence known.
"If she's as powerful as you are saying she is, she may even be seen as a real threat to them. I know what people do when their power and control is challenged, and it's never pretty." he continued.
Again, my wolf pawed, it was becoming more agitated with every passing second. I shivered, trying to mentally will it to be calm, but it wouldn't listen.
"Hannalee, what's wrong?" Ravena asked, getting up from her chair but not getting closer.
Dante's hand moved under my chin and moved my head to face him. He looked concerned, examining me, then let out a breath and smiled.
"Calm down, Ravena, it's her wolf. Her wolf simply wants to come out to play. Very common after the bite." he stated, his eyes softening with a mix of pride and happiness.
The golden glow of his eyes reflected my purple, inciting my wolf to press even harder against the unseen wall. It was determined to come out, whether I wanted it to or not.
"Don't fight against your wolf" he soothed "you have to get along with it, or you will never have any peace."
My wolf whimpered its agreement, and pressed its head against the wall. It was a show that it wanted affection and acceptance, and I finally understood it. I felt guilty because I had been so focused on keeping a logical mind with the situation, that I hadn't even had the chance to give my new wolf any real attention.