The silver bolt didn't make a sound as it flew through the air of the Great Hall. It made a pitched noise that was like a holysound. This noise made the shadows that is near Elaras feet hurt.
[Warning: Holy Silver Projectile Detected!]
[Probability of Soul-Fracture: 88%]
Elara didn't look up because She didn't need to. The GhostWolf of Monarch that was hiding in her shadow saw the bolt. It reacted like an animal that had been through a lot. The wolfs jaw closed the air. Caught the bolt just before it hit Elaras head.
The holy silver made a smell when it touched the wolfs teeth. It smelled like something was burning.
The Hall was very quiet.
"Did yoy send an assassin, Dante?" Elara asked. Her voice was very low and smooth. She turned her head. Looked at the person hiding in the shadows above. "On our wedding night? That is not a thing to do."
Dante tried to stand up. He looked ashamed and hopeful at the time. "That is not my person, Elara. He is a Hunter from the Silver Hand Council. They've been looking for things for weeks. They didn't come for me. They came for you."
The person in the hood stood up. He took outanother bolt from his bag. His voice was rough and cold. "The Moon Goddess didn't make you girl. You are a thing in the family. A Ghost-Wolf is a story to scare kids. Up Until now. I will not let a bad person to sit on the Blackwood throne.
[Target Identified: Silas of the Silver Hand.]
[Power Level: 850.]
[Threat Level: High (Holy Elemental Buff).]
Elara felt something in her chest. It was not fear. It was like someone had insulted her. She had died in the snow. Made a deal with a Devil named Lucian. She wasn't going to sit back and let some man take that away from her.
"You think I am a thing?" Elara walked to the middle of the hall. The wolves of the Blackwood Pack moved out of her way. "You weren't there when I died in the snow. You weren't there when the Moon Goddess didn't help me. Where was your 'Holy Council' when someone killed his mate?"
She pointed at the person in the hood.
"If I am a thing then I am what this world made me.. I'm not done yet."
[Skill Activated: Abyssal Chain.]
Some chains made of energy came out of the shadows. They moved like snakes. Hit the person in the hood. They stopped him from moving. Pulled him down to the floor.
Elara walked to the person on the floor. Her heels made a noise on the floor. "Dante " she said without looking. "You look happy. Do you think the Silver Hand would kill me for you? Didyou think you could just watch me die and then go back to your party?"
Dante stood up. He was breathing hard. "Elara stop! If you kill a Council Elder there will be a war! They will hunt you everywhere!
"Let them come " Elara said quietly. She knelt beside the person on the floor. "They can join the list of people who is oweing me something."
She put her hand near the persons chest.
[Soul Harvest: Pending…]
[Warning: A New Presence has Entered the Domain.]
The room got colder. The lights gets darker. The air smelled like cigars.
"Now Elara," a smooth voice said from behind the throne. "We talked about this. You should be a queen, not some killer. Killers get dirty. Queens... They talk to people.
Lucian came out of the darkness. He looked the same as before. A suit, a silver cane and a smile.
Dantes eyes got big. "A... A Greater Demon? Elara what have you done?"
"She made a deal with someone who keeps his word " Lucian said. He walked past Dante. "The Council is a problem yes.. This person has a secret that is worth more than his life. Don't you, Elder?"
The person on the floor coughed. "I'll... I'll tell you nothing, Demon."
Lucian leaned in. His eyes getting red. "Oh I think you will. You will tell us why the Silver Hand is looking for the 'Ghost-Wolf' story.. You will tell us where the other half of the family is hiding."
Elara stopped moving. Her heart. The thing in her chest. Hurt. "The other half? Lucian what is he talking about? My family is dead. Dante killed them."
Dante stepped forward. His face was pale. "Elara, I... I never told you. Your sister... The one who was sent away for being 'wolfless..."
Elaras wolf let out a noise. She grabbed Dante by the throat. "What about my sister, Dante? Tell me. I will hurt you now.
"She's alive " Dante said quietly. ". She's the one the Silver Hand is actually looking for. They think she's the key to killing you.
Elara let go of Dante. She was thinking. The revenge she wanted. It did not seem important now. There was someone. Someone who was related to her.
She looked at the wolves in the hall at the person on the floor and finally at Lucian.
"We're leaving " Elara said loudly.
". Where are we going, my Queen?" Lucian asked.
Elara looked at the mountains outside. She did not want Dantes blood anymore. She wanted to protect someone.
"We're going to find my sister they think is a weakness " Elara said. ". We're going to show the Silver Hand that a Ghost-Wolf is not alone. We're going to make a pack of the dead."
She turned to Dante one time. "Stay in your palace Alpha. Enjoy your throne.. Pray we never meet each other again. Because time I won't be looking for answers. I'll just be looking for a grave."
As Elara and Lucian left Dante fell to his knees. He had wanted a pack. He had wanted power.. Now he realized he had made a big mistake.
He had unleashed something
A small locket fell from the persons pocket. It opened on the floor. Inside was a picture of a girl who looked like Elara. Except for one thing.
The girl in the picture had the violet eyes, as Elara.