Page 159 of Her Destined Alpha
“Of course…” she replied, gritting her teeth. “Now, let’s not waste time. I know the perfect place to practice magic. I hope you are all ready for a little walk.”
“Ready as we will ever be,” I said as Raihana groaned.
My stomach fluttered with nerves.This is it, the start of some guidance… And I hoped we could cut the link that Endora had with Raihana…
Rayhan
She had ledus to an underground cavern. The water from the sea nearby would enter the cave at times. If she hadn’t used her powers, we wouldn’t have even gotten in there. The path was made up of a rough, steep cliff edge. We definitely wouldn’t be discovered down there.
Uncle had dropped us off, checking the area out before heading back.
She had made the girls do a few simple things whilst I observed, clearly being told to stay out of her way. Delsanra had told her about Raihana’s link to Endora, and Raihana had told her about her dreams and the spells. Delsanra had just asked her if she knew why Raihana couldn’t shift properly, and even my curiosity was piqued at this.
“It’s simple. She is neither in touch with her wolf nor her given name,” Janaina said.
“Given name?” Raihana asked.
“Yes. Witches don’t choose names, we have given names. At birth, a spell is performed to contact our goddess, and she gives her daughters a name unique to them. Once you have your given name, I do believe it will help towards your shifting,” she explained curtly. Delsanra frowned.
“But Raihana said she felt immense pain when shifting. How does finding a name of her witch side have anything to do with her wolf?” she asked.
“She can’t shift without pain because she is lost without her given name. When she is complete by being blessed with her given name, then, in turn, I’m sure she will be one with her wolf side too,” Janaina said coldly, “Pay attention to what I am asking of you.”
“Yes,” Delsanra replied, focusing on whatever she was doing.
“So, the first thing we need to do is find my given name?” Raihana asked, from where she sat gingerly, her jacket laid out beneath her legs so as not to get dirty. She had been very unhappy about being out here in a grimycave, but she wasn’t really in the position to act like a diva.
“Yes, once we cast the initiation spell and we are given your name, it should strengthen you, and then we can destroy the link between you and Endora.”
We all looked up at her sharply, and I saw the shift in Delsanra. Once again, emotions seemed to contribute to it. Janaina looked at her sharply.
“So… they actually succeeded…” she murmured more to herself than to us. I could hear her beating heart as she stared at Delsanra. I stood up, walking over to Delsanra, my protective instincts consuming me.
“What do you mean, succeeded?” I asked sharply.
She looked conflicted and intrigued at the same time as she stared at Delsanra, who stood up. I pulled her into my arms, kissing the top of her head as I stared at Janaina.
“You don’t even know what she is, and you’re embracing her?” she asked as if I was stupid.
“I have a pretty good idea, and it doesn’t really fucking matter,” I growled. My rage flared up.
“What am I?” Delsanra asked. She looked up at me sharply, our eyes meeting. The unspoken question was clear in her eyes: Why hadn’t I told her?
My gaze dipped down, and I shook my head. Fuck, she was distracting me with her deep red lips and those sensual looks… She looked away, and I knew she was upset with me.
“Born from darkness… do you really think you were called that for no reason? Do you even know why you are so strong? If you were a common witch, you would be dead by now, considering how much you went through.” Delsanra’s heart was thudding.
“I’m sure you will tell me…” she said quietly, staring at the elder woman.
“Well, back when I was at the Coven, certain members wanted to breed something so taboo that no one would dare talk about it. They had caught an interesting creature-”
“Stop it,” I cut in sharply.
“Why?” Delsanra said, pulling out of my arms. The way her words had started made my stomach twist; this wasn’t going to be a pleasant story. Couldn’t she break it to her gently?
“You don’t need to be so fucking harsh,” I said coldly.
“I don’t sugar-coat anything, nor is she a child to hide the bitter truth from. How about we ask her if she wants to know the full story or not?” she hissed.
