she agreed to teach me but the first thing was first to allow the world to think I was dead so the lycans would never suspect me to be alive then fade into the background. I began by hunting an animal and we had a cremation this combined with the picture of my dead body she took prior to my very unusual resurrection she'd them give to the king to appease his curiosity and turn his mind from my existence. I was for sure inevitably going to be no longer of interest to them. once all this was completed then we'd disappear back to America to my house my home of homes and she'd begin teaching me. she said the training would take the better part of a year before I could even be remotely capable of battle with the technique. once completed I hid out on the mountains in a cave only she knew of and waited till she returned.she said she'd be going to spread news and proof of my death to the king so all lycans would presume me gone. as I waited hours went by then days then a week and finally she returned. but she looked troubled like what she found out or told them was unsettling and in return their responses were less than favorable. I asked her what was wrong but she didn't tell me she in fact changed the subject consistently no matter how sneaky I tried to be with obtaining knowledge of the source of her distress. I finally gave up and continued on with our plan she taught me to use the shadow rythm technique to ablely evade other senses and sneak past them or around them as I pleased when it came to any and all even Therians. as we boarded the plane uneventfully headed to america I didn't inform her that my place wasn't in america but to reach it the only accessible route was from america to it. I moved towards the back of the plane and she sat in her assigned seat. no one knew I was there so I jacked a stewardess outfit and pretended to be a stewardess. as the plane began it's take off it was a sporadic moment for me. one of the attendants was eyeing me and then she came up to me and said "want to do what we did before" I was at a loss because I didn't recognize her so it was written all over my face and she spoke again "should've expected it was just a fuck and you'd forget me afterwards." it then clicked it was the buxom attendant I fucked on the way to Romania. she looked at me with a thoughtful look and then she said "I know your not a steward or attendant but no one else does if you wish it to stay that way then I suggest you fuck me." I laughed at her before saying "to blackmail someone it has to be something you know their unwilling to do I never said I was unwilling to fuck anyone." we headed to the area reserved for flight attendants and began our forage and as we began I smelled and heard a noise and knew who it was but continued any way enthralled that she watched. I ravaged the buxom beauty's body and I started with eating her out and nibbling her soft skin her breasts until I was devouring every last bit of her she was panting the sheets soaked sweat pouring off her and her body twitching and spasming sporadically. i pulled up and was about to shove myself deep inside her when I heard the gasp of our viewer. I smiled inwardly as I thrust deep over and over feeling her warm wet tightness squeezing me sporadically like a flexing fist and I was close but I held my release in. I repeatedly made her grip the sheets and attempt to push my hips back as she came over and over again so intensely that you could see the muscles in her stomach contract and flutter with her orgasms. as I brought her to waves of orgasms I finished and released my load inside her letting her over flow with my seed then looked behind me directly at Arya letting her know with one look that I was thinking of her beneath me and that soon enough she would be.the look of astonishment on her face and how fast she back tracked from me had the corners of my mouth tugging upwards on my face into a smirk. soon enough I planned on ravaging Arya for months to come. once she has taught me all she knows about her families technique I'll then use it to kill her murdering traitorous father. now I knew why I'd never seen Arya shift the bitten either never shifted and suffered from dilerium or their shifts were weak palpable imitations of lycans that are born. that or Arya was born a lycan her parents turned before she was even in existence. one will never know without seeing her shift or knowing her birth and the history and down fall of her family. it was always possible for a pureblood lycan to be born of at least one bitten parent but the transformation would still be weaker and would only get stronger or weaker after generations but say two bitten parents have a child then the child will be a full pureblood and have the same capabilities as a born lycan of pureblood parents possibly even stronger than a pureblood. this was why it was crucial to know who you're dealing with. merrick wasn't a pureblood but due to his families techniques he is formidable even for a pureblood lycan to battle. that's why he is and always will be the kings right hand because he can kill a pureblood and he's only a bitten lycan. I was determined to destroy that bastard though and send his head to the king in a gilded silver box. my way of saying they aren't worth a damn to me. the rest of the flight was uneventful till we landed in seattle then it was hectic getting out. I made my way to the front of the plane and there was the purple eyed girl again. she beckoned me closer but I was leary this woman was dead and I didn't need to interact with her. regardless of my logical warnings to myself I moved towards her to hear what she had to say. as I got close she vanished then I heard her in my ear "her hearts yours" I wasn't sure what that meant or who the she was talking about but I moved on.arya was waiting for me where I told her to and I went into the renta car place and rented one and loaded up our stuff as we started the long drive to seclusion for a year I deliberated on telling her about the purple eyed ghost of the late queen. I decided even amongst lycans that was never a good sign and I still needed to find a way to free my mother whom my brother apparently betrayed even as he did me.i had so much to do and so much to lose and not enough time for it all. as we got to our destination her having long fallen asleep due to the drugs I gave her I jostled her awake and said we are here. she looked out the window to the winter wonderland and wondered what to do next I bet. she then looked at me and said "okay then here's where we start and the cold is perfect. you want to learn the first thing you need to learn is your body has no limits to achieve this you must break those limits the first is pain. stand naked in the cold till you can't feel it anymore or you die." even for a lycan this states climate was bad for us with no clothes yeah we have high body heat but it always ends with us getting hypothermia if we are in it too long. I realized I'd either die or stop feeling the cold whichever came first. so I did as she instructed while she headed in and started a fire in the front living room fire place and then stood to watch me out the window. my body shook uncontrollably as the cold started to set in and shifting would only enhance what I was feeling because of the excess growth it puts your body through. I felt like this was cruelty on her part for earlier a blatant cockiness due to her obsessive stalking. I suffered through the cold until a numbness like being empty spread through me. I no longer shook cause I could no longer feel. The first task was complete to be proficient in the shadow rythm art and I was now one step closer.