Awakening The Silver Wolf

RAVENNA POV 

We walked back to where we had packed the car, me walking slowly, scared that the pain might just come back. But it didn't. We continued our climb down and I picked up pace but still no pain came.

"I'm still trying to wrap my head around what just happened," Mia said, now walking beside me. "You're human. No offense," she quickly added with a strained smile.

I shook my head. "None taken."

"A normal human would have taken weeks, even a month to heal that," she continued. "Even a wolf wouldn't have been able to heal that quickly." 

I hummed and kept walking, my mind far away. Strange things have been happening to me since that full moon. 

First that day Darius and I had our second fight and the sudden burst of energy had surged through me and I had almost dislocated his shoulder. That wasn't normal. 

Then that fight we had when we were training with the pack, I also felt that energy. 

And then the one that has left me baffled till this day was that day when the rogue wolves had attacked. That day I didn't feel like myself. It felt like someone else had borrowed my body and used it for those hours of the fight. 

I felt powerful that day. My blood had been heated as I cut down wolf after wolf without tiring. I hadn't wanted that fight to end that day with how much I had been striving off the violence and power. That person hadn't felt like me. I hated violence and tried to avoid it. 

And Darius had said my eyes flashed silver. I keep having dreams of a silver wolf, night and night again. I've dreamt about it since that full moon without fail. The scar on my chest tingles sometimes. 

Now I was healing incredibly fast. None of this was normal. What is having to me? 

"Ravenna?" 

There were stories about people who lost their wolf at some point in life. But those people were born with wolves. I wasn't, if what my mother had said was to be believed.

I was born without a wolf, without a presence in my mind. That was what my mother had told me when I came of age. I haven't questioned her then, haven't asked the questions I should have asked. 

And now I regret it.

Was I truly born without a wolf? If I really was, how do I explain all this that has been happening to me?

"Ravenna, are you in there?" Mia's voice pulled me out of my head and I turned to see her standing with her hands on her hips.

We had stopped walking and I didn't even notice. "Huh?"

"Did you somehow abandon your body and go somewhere else? I've been calling you for a while."

I blew out a breath. "Sorry. I was just… thinking."

Mia nodded and then turned, and that was when I noticed the familiar woods. 

"We're back to camp," Mia said, walking towards Darius' car. 

How long have I been lost in my head? 

We got to the car and brought out what we'd need to set up our tent. It was already dark so Mia set up a fire and heated the food we brought. 

The fire crackled softly, the warmth of its glow casting long shadows on the ground. The night air was cool, the stars peeking through the dark expanse above.

It felt nice just being here, with the stars and insects as our only company. I was the kind of person who liked people's company so I never really thought I would be this comfortable far away from civilization. I guess we discover new parts of ourselves every day. 

"You will totally survive if there is an apocalypse," I said suddenly when the silence got too thick.

Mia snorted out a laugh, his eyes twinkling with the fire. "My dad taught me all I knew," she said, a hint of sadness in her voice. "The few times I've gone hiking he was the one who took me. He even taught me how to fish."

My father had never done anything like this, even when my mother was still around. "He sounds like a good father."

Her smile was bitter. "He was."

"Would you tell me about him?" I asked softly. 

Mia took a deep breath. "My father was a good man," she began, her voice soft but steady. She glanced at me, her eyes warm with the memory. "He taught me everything I know. How to hike, how to climb... even how to fish." A small, wistful smile tugged at the corners of her lips, but it quickly faded as her voice grew heavier. "He was always there for me. He was the kind of father who would wake up at dawn just to teach me how to cast a line, or spend hours trekking through the woods with me just to find the perfect spot to camp." She let out a breath, her fingers brushing the edge of her jacket sleeve as she tried to keep her emotions in check.

I listened intently. I could hear the affection in my friend's voice, the deep love she held for him, and it made the next words all the harder to hear.

"But he betrayed us." Mia's voice broke the silence, and her hand trembled slightly as she spoke. "My father was a traitor to the pack." She looked down at her hands, her expression falling into shadow. "As I've told you before, he made a deal with the Blood Moon Clan. Promised them information about our territory in exchange for power."

Mia paused, her eyes distant as she relived the memory. "He thought he could outsmart everyone—thought he could elevate our family's status. But all he did was bring destruction. He hurt so many people... and I—I never saw it coming."

My heart sank as Mia's words settled into the night. 

The fire crackled again, but the warmth between us felt distant now. I leaned forward, my gaze soft but unwavering, offering silent support. 

There was nothing I could say to erase the pain, nothing that would undo the betrayal Mia felt. But I was there—ready to listen, ready to shoulder the weight of my friend's grief, even if only for a moment.

Mia let out a shaky breath and wiped at her eyes, though no tears fell. "I don't even know who I am anymore," she murmured, almost to herself.

My voice was gentle, but firm. "You're still you, Mia. Your father's choices don't define you." I placed a hand on Mia's shoulder, my touch a quiet promise. "You're stronger than he ever knew."

Mia's gaze met mine, and for a brief moment, the flickering firelight reflected something in her eyes—a fragile spark of hope. It wasn't much, but it was enough for now. The pain would still be there, lingering, but at least Mia wasn't alone in it. Not tonight.

"We should get some sleep," she said, rising to scatter the fire. "It'll be a long ride back home tomorrow."

I sighed as I settled into my sleeping bag. I wanted to stay out here for a few days but I knew a certain alpha won't be happy about that.