Chasing His Betrayed Luna novel Chapter 90

AURELIA

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“You’re a white wolf?”

I didn’t know when those words slipped past my lips. I was experiencing the biggest shock of my life and yes, I called it that despite the crazy shocking experiences I’ve had in my twenty-six years of living.

“Partially a white wolf, child,” Iris responded. “My mom was a white wolf who was born in the extinct pack and my father was a member of this pack. My parents met each other during one of the quinquennial pack games. They realized they were destined mates and my mom moved down to dark moon pack to start a family with my father. I’m their only child and instead of giving me one simple wolf, the moon goddess decided to bless me with a mixture of both worlds I originated from, Dark Moon and White shade.”

I couldn’t believe my ears.

In fact, I didn’t know what to make of her words.

Despite my silence, Iris continued speaking, telling me more about a world I didn’t know about, “I was born with black hair but with visible white strands and I’ve had to dye my hair black all my life until Larisa locked me up.”

That explained why her hair had turned gray over the years.

“I’m also fortunate to have some of the special abilities white wolves possess. Although I can’t see visions and I’m not immune to silver like my mom, I can heal and predict the future among other things.” Iris announced randomly… as if she wasn’t opening my eyes to a new world.

“White wolves come from the extinct pack– White Shade pack…” It was more of a statement than a question.

Yet, Iris answered, “Yes. The white shade pack is believed to be the first werewolf pack to exist and the goddess took her time to create white wolves. They are the purest breeds. It’s a pity their pureness led to their extinction.”

Aside from the fact that I just discovered that I might have been a descendant of the white wolves from the extinct pack, my head was swelling with more information about my possible background. “How did they go extinct?” I asked Iris, struggling to hide the intensity of my curiosity so I wouldn’t reveal myself to Iris and Raiden.

I know… Iris has been nothing but kind and honest with me but I still shouldn’t break my promise to Alpha Tristan. I’ve to keep my identity a secret and who knows, Raiden might still be as cruel as he used to be.

All of these could be one of his schemes to trap me in his pack–

“It doesn’t seem like it, Relia. Iris is speaking nothing but truth.” Inara countered softly.

My wolf’s voice communicated the level of truth and respect she had for Iris but that didn’t quench my thirst for more answers and the war to know what was true and otherwise within me.

Iris’s voice broke the war though and she replied to my question, “White wolves were unable to adapt when corruption, darkness, and all sorts of negative energy started creeping into the world with the emergence of new packs and enemies they didn’t perceive until it was too late. You won’t find a white wolf chasing after revenge until they are strongly convinced but while relating with Black Fur pack, the white wolves realize too late.”

My ears rang at the mention of Black Fur… that was my home and the people of that pack were my family. What do they have to do with the collapse of a pack that used to be full of wolves like me– white wolves?