The Last Daughter novel Chapter 3

Welcome home

Xyra's viewpoint-

Stepping back into my pack was something I had dreamt of for years. Of course, I didn't remember when I left, I was just two weeks old when I was taken to the castle. I'd never been in the pack or another and indeed I had dreamt about what it would be like.

Lulana was asleep on my back as I walked closer to the park territory, the place I would soon call home. She made small moans as she stir on my back. I bounced her up gently, though because I was nervous. Zephyr meet up with us after warning us, and from the smell of blood and rotten flesh, the fear hanging in the air and the sweats, I could tell the battle was already over and my pack was safe.

"You ready?" Moira asked softly. I looked at her nervously and gulped. "There is nothing to be afraid of, they would love you,"

"What if they judge me? What if they feel like I'm a threat? What if they don't want me?"

"Then they can go ahead and fuck an electric eel because they are stuck with you. Xy, you are the alpha female of this pack, so they better deal with it." Zephyr said cheekily. I smiled thankfully at them.

"And we would be here for you the whole way. Not just because we don't have where to stay, but because we are not going anywhere without you." April added.

"Group hug," Zeph chirped.

"You'll wake her," I chuckled. I stopped chuckling as I saw the boundary of Cresent Pack. I inhaled deeply to calm my nerve. Moira placed her hand on my shoulder and squeezed it assuredly while Zeph squeezed my left palm.

"You'll be fine, Xy, trust me.," April whispered.

"I hope so,"

"I know so,"

"Thanks, girls. Let's go."

‘Oh, for Pete's sake, get this shit over with already,' meet Majesty, my wolf whom I had never seen but had to deal with. Majesty claimed her name; she lived by her name. She's proud, conceited, self-centred and a drama queen. Majesty is always right, never wrong and hates challenges. She nags at everything she thinks doesn't befit a queen like herself, throws a tantrum over anything she doesn't like or understand, and never agrees to any other logic other than hers. She can argue and has never lost one to me either. I let her because I get to suffer a migraine after one or two of her tantrums and drama.

It's not easy living with trouble in your head.

I saw her face sometimes, but again, it felt like I didn't. When she paced in my head, she was nothing but the shadow living in my mind. To escape, I forced myself to shift. The girls said they saw majesty and she was magnificent, but wouldn't tell me how. They said it would be a surprise when I shift with consciousness. I had both a bad and good feeling about it.

Until then.

I mentally inhaled or maybe that was Majesty. We made our way into the pack, following Zeph since she was there before us. We were all exhausted and just needed to rest, like sleep for forty-eight hours and then eat everything in sight. Though I doubt April would join the eating party.

We walked over dead rogues, injured ones trying to escape which Zeph killed, but luckily, none from my pack. We finally came to the open part of the pack, where all the houses were located. Eyes were on us as we walked past, me especially. They could feel it, they could tell I was an alpha, their alpha. We kept walking until we got to the front of the alpha house. An elderly man and some nurses were tending to the injured warriors, while their relative stood by to support their injured family. I held my breath when I saw mum helping a child's mother clean her wound while a girl of probably eleven or twelve held her kit for her.