Jessica's POV
The troubles of living in this castle and being a slave slowly seemed to fade in the distance. welcome to a sense of friendship that I had found in the girls.
The relief that I felt when the king had not summoned me for the last 3 days was almost overwhelming. I was happy. I didn't want to see him again. if it was a choice then I would never see him again. I didn't want to be trained by him because everything he told me was an unmistakable command that I couldn't just ignore. the girls on the other hand had been teaching me a lot of stuff. and I had learnt a lot about werewolves then I did my entire life. I had learnt about my nature.
Among everything that we talked about over the last 3 days I had avoided mentioning that the king could talk to me through my mind. I didn't want to bring it up unless they did. this wasn't the kind of thing that one just asks. they would suspect my. and the last thing I wanted was another reason why these girls would hate me. I wanted to fit in.
" The other day, that night that I got here and you guys went running. Why was there an angry crowd making its way up to the Castle?'' I asked curiously, remembering that night so vividly and the ugly memory it brought.
" The pack members.'' Cecilia explained, " the members of the package came to complain and played with the king to offer them protection. Over the last few nights, probably a couple of months in fact, someone has been attacking the people. a group of masked men I've been sneaking into homes and killing families in the dead of Night. The people were scared. and the King had not addressed the issue yet. They had come to the palace because they wanted answers. they wanted a promise for protection."
" Why would someone attack?'' I had assumed that werewolf packs were protected. The only reason why I was frowned upon for being raised in New York was because I Was Alone. and we were supposed to live in packs. together where we could look out for each other to protect each other. I had learnt that the name 'rogue' was used for wolves who were banished.
"No one really knows why the attacks are happening. but don't worry we are safe here. This compound and building is the most protected in the entire Park. no one with their attack. everyone is afraid of the master and what he can do.''
Hearing that keeps my curiosity. and I can't help but feel that question dancing at the tip of my tongue. prompting me to spit it out.
" And what can he do?''
The rest of the girls stared at me with so much shock and confusion that I wanted to take back the words.
" Horrible things." Riley chipped in.
" He is more powerful than an Alpha.'' Simone answered.
" You don't understand how this dynamic works do you?" Cecilia asked and I could only shake my head.
" well let me tell you.'' she said as she turned to me excitedly. The other girls grew closer including Emily who actually started warming up to me. however she had still been pretty close with Rachel and their friendship is slowly growing and I couldn't help but be happy for her. She was an awfully quiet person and she was reserved. She deserves a friend. someone who could look out for her and care for her.
" The king is a beast." Cecilia started, " the word might sound ugly but it's true. He's a beast. not like a werewolf. but his form as a Lycan is difficult to control. That's why he's always up in his room. That's why he's fared. There have been grave horrible things that happened the minute he allowed his Lycan form to take over. When he transforms, he is part wolf and part Something Despicable. something that probably doesn't even have a name yet. and his size is double that of a wolf Alpha. he can take down an entire army and his own. He is immune to Silver, he heals much more quickly than any of us. His bite is deadly and it can kill any wolf if he intends it to. I don't know how it's done but that are secret that only their kind know.''
Listening to her talk made me realize that not even the other girl's name says a lot about the king. They were all listening so attentively and with so much curiosity. they wanted to know. who didn't?
"And is there anything that can kill him?''
Silence settles between all of us as all eyes are turned to me from stop and I can't help but feel that I spoke too quickly. This was only a question out of curiosity won't stop and I couldn't help but wonder whether he was immune to everything?
" I mean, is he Immortal?''
" Not really.'' she answered, " but it is believed that anything can actually hurt him. but only if he is found at A Moment of Truth under ability. and that has never been achieved with any Lycan.''
It didn't make sense. and I barely understood what she meant. She was contradicting herself about what she had previously said but when she got up from the bed and walked towards her room, I figured that that was the end of the story.
We all remained fair trade on top of my bed. thinking to ourselves. I had been left with more questions than answers. and those questions badly needed to be answered. I couldn't continue living like this. and knowledgeable. without the slightest idea about this world and how I could overcome it. how I could pummel around it and not be so clueless any more.
I knew that they had to be someone else. You can tell me more. someone who can teach me.
Suddenly the door was opened and we all looked. Carlos stands across the door and a dreadful feeling sits at the bottom of my stomach. Every time he came, it was because someone was summoned by the King.
I couldn't help but wish It wasn't me.