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Chapter 30 – Walter POV

I had every right to feel the way I did, the anger I felt at my parents actions, was the only way I could react to them crossing so many of my boundaries. I didn’t want my children near anyone here, but it hurt more that I even had to do that. We were such a close family when I was growing up, I had my children and mate but nothing was how I thought it would be.



When Nora had told me their names, Nicolas and Mattia, named after my great grandfather and grandfather on my mothers’ side of the family a whole new set of tears came up. Memories, trips and bonding moments I shared with my older brother Theo, dad, Nicolas and Matteo, twisted in my emotions now. Back then I knew without a doubt when I had kids we’d do the same things I did when I was a child. I wanted my children to have a close relationship with their family, who doesn’t want that? But now, I couldn’t even trust them not to hurt my own children, when they so brazenly hurt me.



It didn’t please me to see the hurt in their eyes when I told them my children’s name, but I knew they were regretting their decisions, they had too. Nora wasn’t some random girl; she named our two children after people I loved greatly, based on memories I shared with her that I wouldn’t have shared had she not been important. The hurt I saw in my mothers eyes, told me she finally understood, maybe not completely but some part of her was finally seeing just how much pain I had been in since I came here.



I walked away from my parents, not once looking back heading inside, and straight to our living quarters, “Nora?” I called out, “in the twins bathroom,” she said at a regular level. Going to them, I waited against the doorjamb watching her bathing our babies, hair wet and dripping, Cole and Tia looked the most alike then. Swinging her head to see me, splashing water Tia squealed, “Daddy,” her toothy smile washing away my ire.



Entering I go to sit on the covered toilet seat, watching them, it really was still baffling to not know about them and see them so big already. I had missed so much that I wanted to be around them for everything, even after they were put to bed, I would sit in the chair in their room just watching them, learning their sleeping ways. Cole liked to sleep on his left side, sucking his thumb and when restless he’d cry if he pulled his own finger out of his mouth, whining until he put it back. Tia slept on her stomach the most, she sucked her thumb as well, but her legs were curled underneath her, butt up in the air.



When they were awake, they were truly awake, climbing and playing with everything, but what I noticed was that Nora watched with new eyes just as I would, “We’ve been on the run for two years Walter… they nor I are used to them in this environment. Set nap times? Playing with other children? This is all new for them and I,” what she never really mentions is the fear and the hunger from not eating regularly. When I ask if the babies had enough food, she nods uncommitted.



“Did you have a nice talk with your parents?” Nora asked softly, her back facing me, I just snort. Sighing she doesn’t ask about them again, until we’ve been the babies down for the night, the two of us going down and taking a few slices of pizza each then going back to our quarters.



Eating, Nora picks up a piece of pizza, picking the pineapple chunks from her slice, “I think you should forgive them Walter,” her accent thick but lovely to my own ears.



“W-what?” I choke around a mouthful of food, coughing, “Are you – no,” I shake my head, how could Nora even begin to consider forgiving my parents? “I understand their side,” she whispered with a shrug her brown eyes sad, “they took it too far, I understand that-”



“And we’ve – you’ve – been struggling for the last two years,” I whispered harshly.



“Exactly, but we’re on an island with them, when we see them what do you want me to do? Run inside with the children? Punish them – Tia and Cole? We’re taking away from them,” she uttered imploringly, her head shaking, as she took a bite.



“So you want my parents to meet Tia and Cole?” I asked her straight out, taking a sip of water, as she sat quietly. She nodded, “Yeah… I know that they kidnapped you, but their reasons were sound, how they went about it, it can’t be undone. What is holding a grudge going to get you Walter?”



“My father… he killed my mother… that is a reason to keep someone from our children. What your parents did… I would like to think we wouldn’t do something like that to our children, but my mother did that with me. We never stayed one place for too long, she would uproot me time after time again. For a while I hated it, I was angry with her because after a while I realized this wasn’t normal, dressing me, as a boy for most of my life wasn’t typical behavior. Then, I watched the reason we were running, kill my mother and I understood…” she swallowed her voice hoarse, “Before – everything I would say I was never going to have children or I was never going to live like my mother did, and guess what? That is all I’ve done Walter… for different reasons...” her eyes wet.



“Tia has more ‘boy’ clothes than girls, more blues than pinks because they were cheaper, and I could dress Cole in them as well…” she shrugged, “I know it’s different I was a child and you were nineteen years old, but – but wouldn’t you do anything to protect Cole and Tia?” her words cutting me deeply, because I would do anything for them, for her now.

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Chelsea POV

I sat back stunted, 'For My Children,' written on one of the three rolled scrolls and four other elemental rings were right there. Anya had all the rings to begin with, reaching to touch them, my hand stilled before I could make contact. I didn’t understand, she had them? Knew where they violins were and Albert just killed her? I – I – what? Why was she killed? They could have surely tortured her to death until she gave them what they wanted, right? It just didn’t – I huffed. Then the note that said; 'For My Children,' how did she know one of her children would be the ones to get this thing open?

The three words taunting me, I bit my lip tuning everything out, I picked it up, not sure what to expect.

It was the thickest scroll out of the three, removing the wax seal I rested back wondering if I should wait until Oakley and Ben were with me, my fingers though, were already unrolling the scroll.

My dearest children, if you are reading this then distemper or the distracted have surely done away with me. I would prefer that I had been the one to tell you all these things but there is much that I have to tell you and while I am safe with the current pack Luna and Alpha I am taking the time to write to you all the things you will need. I suspect that you’ve seen or been told about Greta and Zeke by me, or they’ve found you, or maybe you’ve stumbled upon the truth.

I was born Florina Bellamy Ambeu, daughter of the King and Queen, we lived guarded and my father trusted the wrong people and as such my family – brothers and sisters as well – all met an untimely death. I know it may be hard to believe but I was taken before I was fully gone, a woman came to me in a dream like place, and sent me back as one of the very people that took the life of family. I had things to do, a purpose to help The Chosen One, and you my children will help him or her succeed; with this scroll are two others, they contain the music as well as the Elemental Rings.

I was sent back as an Elder, Elder Bellamy, and while I was with the Elders I endured many years while working against them. During that time I found the momenta Elemental Rings hiding each until I found the next and so on, never giving them what they desired while learning their weaknesses as well as the purpose for the rings. I learned what they did behind the back of their king and how they’ve accumulated their power. My father was a great king, and told me that every man has a weakness, and while I could do nothing with the information I gathered, you my children will use that knowledge to help the Chosen One.

I met with a seer when I was still a princess, one that told me of my deaths, lives and children, at the time, I thought this seer woman a fake but now, as I write this letter I must admit that I have taken her words on faith and hope the precautions I have taken will end victoriously. I was told that I would birth five children, and I can only hope that you are all alive and well reading this letter together.

I rested back, reading this letter, mystified and at a momentary loss, my mind running over everything, my mother didn’t know that I would be the Chosen One, not based on this letter, did she ever know that? Then I thought of the Mother, she said she didn’t send people back often after returning McKenna and Nona, was my mother another one? I blinked shaking my head, continuing.

There are five rings children, here are four of them, one for Water, Earth, Fire and Air, however I am missing the fifth and most important ring for The Chosen One – Aether. At this time I am unable to continue searching for said ring as I am now in hiding more now than before. The four rings have owners, placed in the right hands they will help The Chosen One, they will need to learn how to manipulate their Elements, become one with them, it is the only way in which the Chosen one and those with Elemental power will conquer the Elders.

You will have by the time coming into this letter, more than not, heard many things about me and I will say that I’m not the perfect person and as your mother I ask that you stay on the side of goodness and act on the side of goodness. “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing,” Edmund Burke has said and I believe in those words. I have committed crimes I must admit but they are necessary if The Chosen One were to be triumphant. The first three people I have killed were Elders, I was able to transfer all their energy into three violins many years ago, and left them with the right people. If you are reading this letter it means that you’ve found them, using one of the three keys I’ve spelled to open this chest when the time came.

The Seer woman that told me of my fortune told me that I would produce five heirs, so I have placed the stolen energy in three violins, to release the Energy for absorption three of my heirs or later descendants must play the music on the scroll in the presence of the Chosen One.

I am not sure if the Chosen One will know this or be told but children for everyone to survive the absorption there must be at least twenty people. The Chosen One will be choosing those he or she see fit to replace the Elders; I do hope the chose better than my father. Please advise he or she to have different shifters as well as humans if they can be trusted. The absorption will have changes on all of your lives, increasing any and all gifts with Elemental basis. According to what I have over heard when working with the Elders, if humans have gathered energy it will affect their aging, slowing it down – however I am unaware of if aging is halted completely. Please pass this knowledge on.

I paused, my eyes squinting, curiously wondering what the state of mind of my mother was like, as she wrote this letter, and the struggle that she endured to do all this only to not be around when everything was happening.

I remember my father fondly but his choices were one sided, putting faith where there should have been none, when the Chosen One has defeated the Elders, many things will be returned to what they once were. Shifters that have been given gifts will only inherit and keep their gifts if the Chosen One sees fit – the job my father had. By killing him, the Elders were able to syphon the gifts and energy from shifters if they showed signs of having one, collecting not only the good but also the bad.

My mind immediately went to Nonno’s sister, Mylene – the Elders had removed her wolf, but how was she still alive? I wondered, and then, even Audrey crossed my mind, it was something that had bothered me. I had three wolves, while she had none, but was that because she didn’t have one or because the Elders had taken hers away?

There are many things that no shifter knows about the Elders, wisdom that they would prefer me dead for before I were to pass on that knowledge. They are unable to read the minds of humans; they can force one to reveal thoughts but cannot hear them. When syphoning a gift or power the way they have, they kill the whole body just to take that gift. If they kill the wolf spirit it will not be given to another and the human lives. It is when they try to take the residual energy or gift without killing the spirit, does the human die.

I was able to put my own energy into the violins, which is why I can no longer search for the fifth ring; I am at my weakest now, just waiting for my animal spirit to tell me when the time has come to go to our mate.

Animal spirit? ‘Anya never shifted when she lived with us, she remained in human form at all times and while we could tell that she was a shifter we could not tell what her shifter form was – but we respected that…’ Greta had told me, when she gave me my mothers belongings. A smile crept up on my face when it hit me that Oakley and Ben would probably love speaking with Greta, out of anyone she was the person who had spent the most time with Anya – Norine. Sighing I went on.

In giving up my power I was able to keep my gift, and luckily my memories. From before my father said every man has a weakness – I happen to know what the weakness of Elder Caelum is… unlike the other Elders who have no heirs or descendants, Elder Caelum hid that information from my father. I do believe that two children one born in 1901 a little girl named Abigail Clément and in 1904 a boy named Marshall Clément are his kin.

The possibilities we had been given with that last sentence was unbelievable, granted Elder Caelums children could have been dead, but these two names meant there was something he wanted to protect, his weak spots were what he had kept hidden from – from my grandfather, “Huh,” I’m sure Remy and Logan could check this little information out and see if my mothers hunch was in fact, correct.

While I am unsure… from what I had witnessed Caelum always had too much attention placed on that family. The research I had done, sent me in that direction. I have made sure that the energy and such is protected and you my children are keys within yourself.

Since you’re all reading this I want you to know, I’ve done everything and will continue to do what has to be done, because of you children. If I’m not around to tell you this, you all were my reason for everything, just the chance to be your mother – knowing I would be, gave me the courage to push on. I haven’t met any of you yet but I want you all to know how much I truly love each of you and I hope that I was able to tell you all those words repeatedly before,

Overcome with love darlings,

Your mother.

Hit by a car, thrown in the way of a train, then being run over by said train and finally catching fire would explain how I felt after reading my mothers letter. Tossed, turned and repeat. Twice. “She – there’s another child out there? Older? Younger?” I asked myself out loud. We are unsure child, my third wolf answered and my body instantly stilled. I couldn’t even begin to make sense of this. I had already found out that she was royal, then an Elder, but to go on and do so much after she lost her whole family? To be around the Elders… the same ones that conspired to kill her family off? She still went to be with them, gathering information, not once until the end killing any of them? I snorted at how completely different we were. I couldn’t even stomach to be around Jay – and he caused my pain indirectly.

Shaking my head I read the letter once, then again, and one more time before finally setting it down, taking the four rings into my hand, delicate prized jewels. She hid them so well, did all this and she – Anya didn’t know anything, not really when I thought it over. She knew there would be a Chosen One, yet she didn’t know it was me. She moved on with her life, had Oakley then Ben. Would – what if I hadn’t – do they tell me something about how she felt about me? She wrote this before even meeting Jay, did that mean her intentions would have been to always come back? Or if she lived would she have just had a third child, preparing them to help the Chosen One?

Pieces were falling into place for me, I could for a minute see why Anya didn’t return to Jay, or put up more of a fight. However I didn’t understand why she’d leave Audrey and I with Jay – if that were where she thought I was – when the Elders were basically that packs leader. They were very closely connected; didn’t she feel that Audrey and I were in danger? I didn’t understand and worst of all, how could I let Oakley or Ben read this letter? Oakley had been told and remembered a woman that wanted to be her mother and while this letter was somewhat proof of that. There was more here that could lead one to believe that it wasn’t about being a mother but producing enough children so that they could release the stored energy. I stared down at my findings, the rings and scrolls and all I could feel was utterly confused. Closing my eyes I leaned my head back, reaching out I removed the block listening to thoughts again, but for the most part concentrating on Gabriel and Lux.

Who do these people think they are? Gabriel thought and a stray memory caught my attention, but more so the sheer terror of the owner as past and present seemed to be colliding. ‘You aren’t old enough to go on a date, you're only thirteen years old honey’ – ‘There’ll be more dances sweetheart…’ my wolves went into an uproar, you cannot let this – I was instantly on my feet, teleporting from the safe to Gabriel’s computer checking before I reacted. When the mans picture popped up on the screen, a low growl was released from my mouth. Stumbling back I started at the pictures, the two side by side. How – I swallowed the bile creeping up my throat, as my skin prickled and disgust washed over me – could my father bring such a man here? My hands balled up, fisted at my side as my blood boiled. Closing my eyes I went to Rainy.

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So... there's that...what do you guys think of the note from the mother? Agree with Chelsea? You think she should show/share it with Oakley? Do we agree with Nora?

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