A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 90

Chapter Ninety 

The pack vault. 

Reserved for only fully sworn–in ranked members and Elders. It was a place where the Winter Mist‘s most valuable possessions and secrets were kept, passed down through all the generations. 

It was my first time coming down here in this life and, out of all the people, I never expected to be accompanied by Brayden; someone who was neither a full ranked member nor someone I particularly liked. I knew he would take this experience to engorge his ego but there didn‘t seem to be much choice. I refused to spend my time doing nothing when there was so much going on. Thea or not, I would still make myself useful somehow. 

The vault was huge and packed from top to bottom with everything one could imagine; books, important documents, items, weapons, heirlooms. A collection more diverse than probably all other packs in the country. Now, considering what I knew about the lineages, I wondered if perhaps our ancient origins were to be thanked for that. 

But, more so than what we could visually see, I couldn‘t discount the smell of the old literature surrounding me. A scent that I was so familiar with and took immense comfort in. If I closed my eyes, I could even recall some of my fondest memories spent in libraries; once somewhere I took sanctuary in. 

“So, this is the pack vault,” Brayden said next to me as we entered through the large metal door. 

The undertone of excitement in his voice was impossible to miss but I brushed it off, doing my best to ignore him. Or at least I tried to. 

He walked directly ahead of me towards a cabinet of artifacts and was about to reach out and grab one when 

“Don‘t touch anything,” | snapped, his hand pausing only inches away from a chalice. “I have no choice but to let you in here but you‘re sorely mistaken if you think this is some sort of reward. You‘ve been tasked with keeping an eye on me. I don‘t see where in that order it says you can take a private tour of the vault. I o me, that would be considered doing the opposite of what you were instructed to do.” 

Brayden‘s jaw tightened in disapproval but he dropped his hand nevertheless. For a Gamma heir, he sure didn‘t show much promise in the ways of using his head or following directions correctly. Perhaps his position was something I would need to reconsider in the future. 

“This way,” I said, and started walking towards the back of the room. 

Thadn‘t explored everything in here but I did have a basic understanding. I knew it was sorted by age and then into each individual category within that e.g. books, artifacts etc. In the past, I‘d only stuck to modern history, focusing on war and politics, so it was my first time seeing the very back. 

And it did not disappoint. 

A sharp inhale of surprise passed my lips as I saw what was waiting for us. The books were as beautiful a s they were old, someone obviously taking the time to embellish the covers long ago. By all accounts, they were stunning 

“I‘m going to start reading through these. There is an armchair in the corner if you want to get comfortable,” I said to Brayden and sat myself down at a nearby table. 

And so it began. Reading carefully through the books around me. They were far too fragile, and the majority written in the old language I could only vaguely understand, but I persevered regardless. If 

anything seemed remotely useful then I knew I could always ask Elder Luke to translate it correctly for m e later. 

But with the success rate I was having, that seemed like a small chance anyway. 

After an hour of reading, I was yet to find anything with even the tiniest mention of Thea, the lineages or even just Selene in general. Everything I‘d found was mostly historical and spoke about the pack affairs at the time of writing, or just the pack itself. 

And Brayden wasn‘t making the process any easier. 

He sat in the corner, staring daggers at me the entire time. Presumably making a point at how miserable h e was and attempting to make me as uncomfortable as possible. 

Admittedly, it was working. 

“Okay, fine!” I finally burst out, frustrated from both the lack of results and his behaviour. “You win. I can‘t focus with you acting like a bored toddler.” 

hesitant, waiting for me to

said, defeated. “But I‘m

didn‘t need to be told twice, suddenly a new spring in his step as he basically skipped down the aisle and out of sight towards the

at that.

out that being left alone didn‘t prove to be that much different in the end. I still struggled to find

learn that the Knight family, Cai‘s ancestors, were once a part of the Winter Mist. In fact, it looked as though the two territories used to be combined but broke off somewhere down the line. The ‘silver lake‘, which eventually became the pack‘s namesake, used to be connected to the same river system that flowed through the Winter Mist. Would they

about that was nagging in my head, as though I should be remembering something I couldn‘t. What could be

said nearby, returning already from

to forgetting. I couldn‘t lose focus and he was

he then said again, more urgently

I snapped and

there she was.

Thea. 

In the flesh. 

being held against Brayden‘s neck, keeping him hostage. The ancient sword that once beheaded me

all the moments she could have chosen to appear,

at sword point, myself in handcuffs, and all of us so far underground inside the vault

get inside the most secure location of the

greeted, her sickly sweet voice sending dread through me.

to remain calm. She couldn‘t touch me which meant I already had the advantage. From everything I‘d learned, she would always bet everything on me acting emotionally without much thought; something that her influence

asked and slowly

she warned, pressing the blade

little one caught me in the act. Told

wearing the handcuffs? So she didn‘t already

special about the sword?” I asked, keeping

said, looking it up and down, “This right here is an instrument of my most recent troubles. The weapon forged by my daughter in the Silver River, now imbued with the souls

Silver River? 

realised why that sounded so familiar earlier, ‘Argyros‘, as in the Argyros River from the origin lore Selene showed me, translated to ‘Silver‘ in the modern tongue of today. The river that used to connect the

made the sword so special that Thea

could already begin to answer that without thinking too hard. And I didn‘t like what

to tug on the handcuffs, knowing that getting them off was possibly my only chance at survival. But freeing myself would prove to be almost impossible.

how hard it is to get into this shithole vault,” she continued. “Breaking in is hopeless… and yet I

I had just opened the door for

just leaving with what you wanted, you took Brayden

really think about it. Both of us having our lives ruined by Selene. Both of

“*You* ruined my life,” I argued. “You ruined *both* my lives. And now you‘ve manipulated and turned me into ... into whatever this* is. You took

those I still had.”

then you would just give me snippets until I finally had full control. I I was extremely entertaining to see. I knew Selene was marking those selected from the original lineages but I never realised that they had been reborn by her own making. I wonder how many times

Chapter Ninety 

so she couldn‘t see everything; not at the beginning anyway... and apparently not everything of late either.

me instead of Aleric? Because of the mark?” I

the bigger threat out of the

not

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