Chapter 141: Chapter 141

The first thing Azraiel notices about the wolf is the red eyes staring right back at him. His heart skips a beat when he notices the colour of the thick fur on the wolf’s body.

BLACK

Black as in…royal…royal…which means a direct descendant of the Royals…

But…

The Royal family died 23 years ago…

How could…

Charlotte…is a Royal…

The King’s daughter?

Or another mutation as a result of the tragedy that happened to the Black Onyx Pack?

When he is able to take his eyes off her, he notices that the other wolves are on their knees, bowing their heads to the black wolf.

Azraiel is confused as hell right now. If she is indeed a royal, then he should bow down…but if…

Well…he thinks to himself…here goes nothing.

He steps forward and gets on his knees to bow down to her.

He has no idea right now if she is indeed a royalty but he knows that that right there is his Queen, his mate and he has no freaking problem bowing down to her.

With bated breath he waits for her reaction. He knows that Katya and Theo are lying unconscious but he couldn't care less right now.

It's after a minute or two that he hears the crunching of grass beneath the wolf's feet that he realizes that she is walking towards him.

It's her...She is ours! His wolf chimes in suddenly, his voice thick with emotions.

He sees black paws in front of him from where he is on his knees. Silently, he lifts his head up a bit to see her.

She is looking straight at him, into his eyes.

His blue eyes meet her bloody ones and for him, everything stops in that moment.

It's like he is meeting her all over again for the first time. When he first saw her unconscious on that bed in the pack hospital, yeah...exactly like that.

His wolf realizes it too as his emotions overpower Azraiel's. He is going to cherish these moments till the moment he dies.

The black wolf purrs slightly at the glazed look in his eyes..or maybe it's some conversation between those wolves.

Azraiel lets his wolf come forward and peep through his eyes. His blue eyes turn to amber gold in the next second and when those eyes clash with the red ones, it is set in stones.

His mate!

His Queen!

The black wolf leans forward and licks Azraiel's face, dragging her tongue from his chin to his eyes. He lets her mark him with her scent realizing the significance of this moment. This is the first time that Charlotte's wolf is in control in its entirety. He lets her have this moment.

After several of such licks all over his face, she takes a step back, content with her work. With a last look at him, she turns around and lifts her head up towards the sky.

An earth-shattering howl escapes her throat.

But what follows after, shakes him to the core.

Each and every wolf present in the area starts howling after her. The sound so primitive, so raw and so bloody dangerous that it forces him to look down.

This..he gulps...this is not normal.

SHE is not normal.

The power radiating off her is anything but normal, especially for a newly turned werewolf. She should be tired from the shift, unable to comprehend the change in her body and a bit confused. Yet, she is anything but that.

He hasn't met other Truebloods but this energy right here feels like his own, like that of a Trueblood. Could it be possible that she is a royal as well as a Trueblood?

He feels like his head will explode with all this energy and confusion surrounding him.

Looks like Charlotte heard his thoughts because as soon as this thought appears in his head, she lets out another howl, this one a bit more gentle than the previous one as

if telling him to calm down.

He takes a deep breath and stands up.

Everyone goes silent as soon as he stands up and looks at her. The attention of all those around him completely on him. He feels like he is being scrutinized by her pack. It is almost like they are considering if he is good enough for their Alpha or not.

Charlotte's wolf decides to rescue him and steps forward towards him. She comes to stand before him and before he can understand what's going on, she gently rubs her body on his leg and takes off towards the woods. The rest of her pack follows behind. The werewolves, werecats and the weretigers, all strut behind her in a group towards the woods.

Azraiel watches them leave till the last wolf is out of his sight.

He releases a breath he didn't realize he was holding in. He should be wondering where they all went but he is not. He knows they will come back. This is just her way of taking that victory lap with her pack to show them that she is there for them, always...that they all did good and survived.

Sighing, he looks at Katya and Theo. They are still unconscious. He has no idea how they could have remained so amidst all that howling.

He hurries down beside Katya first. Closing his eyes, he gently puts his palm on her forehead and murmurs the words known to bring consciousness back to the body.

Within minutes, she starts to stir awake, When she opens her eyes, Azraiel pulls his hand back.

"Are you okay?" He asks as she tries to sit and he helps her.

"Yeah...Charlotte?" Her eyes widen in panic when she doesn't see anyone around.

Azraiel smiles. "She is fine."

Katya nods in relief and looks at Theo's unconscious body.

Azraiel too walks towards Theo and does the same as he did to Katya to wake Theo up. Within minutes he wakes up too. He clutches his head and groans as Azraiel helps him to sit up. Slowly, Theo opens his eyes and the same panic as Katya enters his eyes as he notices the empty field.

"Charlotte? Samantha?" He asks in panic, his voice shaking a bit from the fear.

"They are fine." Azraiel assures him even though he has no idea if Samantha is with Charlotte's pack or not. Though he knows she must be fine or else his Gamma here wouldn't be sitting here like this.

"Okay..Good...that's good...!" He nods to himself.

Theo then glances around and looks straight at Azraiel.

"Well, then what the fuck happened here?"