Meeting the Powerful Sage

Ghod was informed that she was unavailable the last time he came to see the seer. Standing a few feet away from her doorstep he realized why he never liked sages.

The ungodly odor oozing from the room, the squeaking noise and the non-stop chants were enough to put him off.

"She's around." Mali, one of Ghod's trusted soldiers who'd accompanied him, noted his nose twitched slightly from the offensive odor his nose had caught and refused to let go.

"Yeah." Ghod nodded and stepped forward.

"I still don't understand why seers live in the hut, though." Mali stood behind his Alpha; his hands fiddled with his nose.

"I heard It's meant to connect them with our ancestors." Ghod shrugged as she reached the sage's door.

"Our ancestors did not live-in glass houses, did they? He turned and smiled at Mali

"Wait here." He ordered Mali as he strolled into the hut. His head Bowed slightly to avoid a collision. The room was dimly lit, and It had a triangular shape.

"The sun, the moon and the truth," Ghod muttered.

A steaming pot in the corner generated heat in the room. There may be too much heat than the seer might need.

"The young Alpha." a Cracking voice said something that sounded like a croak.

Ghod's eye shot across the room instinctively.

A figure in heavy cloaks was sitting over the steaming pot.

Ghod had not seen her when he entered, and the strong smell of whatever the seer was staring at affected his smelling abilities.

"Welcome to my palatial mansion." The seer dropped the cloak covering her hair. Her face was wrinkled and Ghod could not help but notice that she had no eye and two dots replaced where her nose was supposed to be.

"Never pray for immortality, my young Alpha." The seer cracked again when she saw Ghod staring at her, stirring her pot as vigor as a young wolf.

"I was here recently." Ghod stepped forward, scanning the room for a comfortable place to sit. The seer momentarily stopped stirring and looked up at Ghod.

"Yet. Yes." she nodded twice and continued stirring.

"The moon queen told me '' She paused as though waiting for Ghod to disagree with her.

"I hastened my weak foot so I could welcome my esteemed visitor.

But the young Alpha is an impatient one, isn't he? She was talking as though she was losing breath.

"The alpha had serious business." Ghod refrained from calling himself young.

The seer shot him a quizzical look.

"More serious than learning his fate?

"I'm not sure you will understand." Ghod sneered.

"No...no, I don't". The seer said quickly, her spatula falling into the boiling water. "And I don't pray to.

That would amount to treason." She eyed Ghod, noting his reaction to her statement.

"Tell me, Young Alpha." The seer swayed sideways. " Which is true. You disdain sage's or are ignorant of sage's place in the society?"

"Today might inform my decision," Ghod muttered flatly, shifting on his chair.

The seer stared at Ghod for a while then her lip curled in a smile.

"Very well then." His face became serious. At first, you felt pain.

"Pained for what." Ghod yawned, bored.

"That the gods will deny you a mate." The seer implied

"That's not entirely true." Ghod objected. " I wasn't pained." He wipes sweat from his forehead.

"At least I get to choose a mate myself. He paused, stared at the seer momentarily, and continued,

"Instead of succumbing to some godforsaken emotional pressure."

"That the gods did not deem it feet to send a woman you will love. Then you found another." The sage dropped as though she had not heard him speak earlier.

Ghod chuckled thinly. "That's public knowledge."

"And when you found another. The gods finally smiled." The seer's face was stern.

"Is that how you put it?." Ghod's voice was curt, his face unsmiling. The seer had been right from the beginning, but he'd tried to stall.

"The moon god is mysterious, my young Alpha" The seer finally allowed herself a laugh. It sounded like a dying man's breath. " You are here to find out the fate of your Luna."

"Words might have been passed to you." Ghod contorted his face.

"I see a young wolf Born." The seer said, ignoring Ghod 's last comment. " a bundle of joy at first, but as time went on, the wolf became an unwanted one."

" I'm not good at parables."

"That's sad, young Alpha." The seer chided and continued. "If this wolf can be made happy, your kingdom will flourish."

"Is she talking about Helena ?" Ghod frowned, wondering.

"If this wolf is abandoned and hurt, your kingdom should get ready to sink. The seer said with a finality etched on his face.

Ghod's head jerked up from his sitting position. "I ask for my Luna." His voice sounded thick. "Not for my pack."

The seer nodded slowly. "Perhaps the young Alpha will one day understand that they are the same thing." She croaked.

Ghod got up slowly, " I need to take my leave." He approached the seer and pried her frail hands from the spatula.

"You've been helpful, " he licked her palm, and she blessed him.

"The one not given to you by the gods might be your downfall ." The seer's voice boomed as Ghod bent over the hut's door.

"What?" Ghod froze.

"You need to send her away." She said firmly. Her eyes darted back to what she was stirring.

Ghod pondered over it when he got to the palace. "What if she was referring to Acantha?

"Hey, you!" Ghod barked at a maid passing by, Call the Luna for me."

"Mi lord. Mi lady is not in the palace."

"What do you mean by she's not in the palace? Ghod asked testily.

The maid trembled as she answered her Alpha. "I don't know, Mi lord. But I think I saw her go out with your Beta, Theo.