C66 Chapter 66 - My War
*Pryce’s Point of View*
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"Hi, Mom! Everything's fine. So far." Blair said and hugged the person who just arrived. Okay, it's her mother.
"Hey, Aunt C! I got some news, but I'll tell you later." Cassie greeted the woman who had been wearing a worried face and nodded her head.
What was her name again? It's Claudia. What I knew is that she's Cassie's very strict aunt.
"Good day, Your Highness!" Alison greeted her while bowing to her.
Wait, Your Highness?
"Good day too, Alison!" She replied to the girl, and now, her gaze is on me.
What should I say? Damn it! It's my girlfriend's mother. For the freak's sake, think of something nice to say, Pryce. Like, right now.
"Uh... umm... Hi! Mrs. Cavanaugh." It is all I have said while stuttering like sh*t, and she smiled at me warmly.
"Hello, Pryce! How are you?" She greeted me back and asked. I'm quite surprised that she knew my name.
"Well, I'm fine... Your Highness?" I uttered unsurely because I am guessing that she is someone in a very high position in the witches' race. Then she gave me a warm smile that somewhat looked like Blair.
"Oh! Yeah, right! We forgot to tell you that Blair's mom is the Queen of the Northern Witches." Cassie explained, and I was right. She has a really high position.
"Queen? Then that means…." I replied and paused as I looked at my girlfriend.
"Yep, Blair is the Princess of the Northern Witches, and... the Vampires." Cassie continued, and I just got my mouth hung open. Damn, I'm dating a princess? Cool!
"Okay. So, is there anything more that I need to know about all these shocking revelation?" I asked since everything that has happened to me lately has been so absurd, but I am believing it because I trust these people around me. And I have seen what I need to see to believe.
Then Blair cleared her throat and answered my question, which shocked me.
"Oh, uh... yeah. Ali's your daughter." She said, and my eyes went wide in disbelief. What? What did she say?
Alison… is my daughter? Hold up. I never had a child older than me. Damn, this is getting more complex, and it is making me believe that I am still dreaming.
"What? She's my what?" I asked them in incredulity, and they all nodded their heads. F*ck!
"Yep. She is your daughter. Well, in your previous life as the werewolves' ruler. You are a destined queen." Blair replied and made this all more confusing. What they told me yesterday is that I am a half-human and half-werewolf, and now they are telling me more complex things.
And I think I am having an information overload that is making my head hurt right now.
"Wait, wait up. Hold on. Am I getting these all right? We are not purely humans? I am a ruler of the werewolves? Alison is my daughter? I am about to get killed tonight? And what more?" I asked, and they kept on nodding their heads in agreement with everything I said. This is indeed insane.
"Well, I guess you told her already. Let's get everything prepared." The queen uttered, and Blair stopped her.
"Hold on a second, Mom. I will not let the NWitches get involved in this. It's not your war." She said to her mother with a serious tone of voice.
The queen just looked at her daughter, and we were just listening to their conversation.
"Not my war? Then who?" She asked Blair, and I can feel that there's a tension that is about to build up in the atmosphere here.
"Mine, it is just mine. I'll handle this. I cannot let any witch die because of---" She answered, and her mother cut her off.
"You are a witch, and you are my daughter, and that makes you under my responsibility. And it simply means that your war is my war. A mother cannot just look at her daughter to let herself jump off a cliff while she knows that she can do something to prevent that." She explained, and Blair just stood there frozen while in deep thoughts.
"But, Mom---" She tried to protest, but the queen cut her off again.
"No buts. I lost you once, Claude, and I don't want it to happen again. I'll do what I can to make up for all of those times that I was not there for you. I'll do everything to make Pryce safe because I know how much she means to you and your cousin. And how important she is to her kind. Our people are ready to fight for the good and the right thing to do." She expressed, and I could see that tears were about to fall from her eyes.1
And I am kind of about to cry, too. I feel what she feels. I lost my mom, and that's a very sad thing to happen. And I would do everything to make her safe, too, if I had the chance.
Blair hugged her mother, and she looked at me.
"Alright, we'll do this together." She asserted and smiled at me with a hopeful look in her eyes.
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The afternoon has come, and it's getting near. We have asked Cassie's mom if she knew that my mother was a werewolf, and she answered yes.
We all just have learned that my mother was the daughter of the half-sister of the werewolves' former ruler, which was me, King Alcatraz. And it's all getting complicated since that makes my mother my niece, who was Alison's cousin, and Alison is my daughter that makes her my… and I don't want to think about it. Because I'm about to go crazy with all the information I am receiving. What I am sure about is I am now Alison's niece, or something like that. Damn, I am having a headache, thinking about all of this. What I understood is that the one that would carry the soul of the destined Rightful Ruler would be born again in the same bloodline. And I am the last of our lineage and the chosen one. This is insane.
As the moments passed, we planned things out, and they told me to stay inside the safe room in the basement in Blair's house.
Well, they have estimated that the possible werewolves to attack us are about hundreds, or even a thousand, and that's a lot.
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While everyone's preparing weapons and armors, Blair asked me something as she sat on the couch beside me.
"Uh... Pryce, do you feel any differences in your body?" She asked, and I don't know what she meant. Is it nervousness or anxiety? Well, if that's what she asks, then I feel both.
"Hmm. Nothing... if you mean any transformation or others. But I feel really nervous now. That's it." I replied, and she looked disappointed or something I can't define. Now, I wonder what made her upset.
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