teleport out of there but that power doesn't work, either. It seems that all of our powers are being blocked- but by what?
“What is going on?” I ask, frightened for our lives.
Then the weirdest thing happens: the leader of the Wolves transforms right before our eyes! “I’m sorry to do that to you, but I couldn’t risk you harming my pack. I am the Alpha of this pack. My name is Victor. My powers are very strong since I have been alive for thousands of years. But I feel your power is strong as well. Not as strong as when you’re with your Covenant, but you are very powerful,” he says, and then asks “Why have you come here? This is sacred land, no one knows of this land except for my allies of the Luna Covenant.”
I am shocked beyond belief. I am talking to a very old Wolf who knows- and is apparently friends with- people from our Covenant! “My name is Clarisse and this is my mate Sean. We are from the Luna Covenant. We were sent here for two very rare ingredients for a potion. We need to get two of our leaders un-possessed. They are both Werewolves like you. We went into battle and they were bit,” I say giving him the very brief description of how they ended up as Weres.
“You are a Covenant of Witches and Warlocks and you have Werewolves leading you? Now that is something I have never heard in my three-thousand years of life,” he says, sounding amused by my story. “How did they get Possessed? If they were so powerful then they should have been able to fend off the Demons.”
I tell him the story of what has been going on in our part of the world and he takes it all in. I also tell him what we came here for and he didn’t seem the least bit shocked by my needs.
“I had a feeling. I shared my blood with Lillian. She was the first to discover this island- and therefore me- over a thousand years ago. She was in search of a potion for the same reason. I gave her my blood, and she said she would leave this in her Grimoire for future generations, but she would leave out the part of me and my pack being Werewolves. I was grateful for her secrecy and her companionship. She declared that day to be the beginning of your Covenant and my packs' alliance. Since that day she would visit every few weeks and I met her mate Abraham. They were very nice people. I realized they had passed when they stopped coming here. She was young when she last came by... I wasn’t expecting their deaths. But in your line of work I understand why that happens,” he says, looking lost in thought.
I feel bad for him; not knowing if your friend is dead or alive has got to be hard. “I’m sorry for your loss; she must have been a really great person,” I say. “Will you help us?” I ask him, unsure what else to say.
“Thank you; it was a long time ago,” he says; and then: “Of course I will.” He is smiling.
“Oh, thank you! They have about four more days to live and I really don't want to watch them die,” I say, thankful for his help. “Will you come back with us? Just to visit? We can bring you back. This way you and your pack could finally get to know and meet the people of our Covenant so we can truly be allies again.”
He looks thrilled by the idea of leaving the island, but his face falls as if remembering something bad. “We cannot leave this island. If we do, our age will catch up to us... and we will die.”
My jaw drops. “Why? What is keeping you alive?”
“This island is a magical island that only magical beings can see. We are here to protect the magic that is here, and, since we never really battle anything, we live forever. The Alpha that I took over from died in battle with Demons. They thought they could take over this island, but they wouldn’t survive on it for long. I avenged my friend by killing that Demon and I have since ruled.”
I feel sorrow for him; it is a hard, but honorable fate to not be able to leave this island- but we all must live by the choices we make. “Okay, so we
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