Pertemis: A Wolf’s Tale

N/A As I've promised.

This chapter is dedicated to.... pegasus1200 !!! Congratulations ???h

Artemis’s point of view

It turned out getting to Alaska wasn't simple. Thankfully to Lucien when he went south, he managed to leave some track and now the Olympians were scouring the northern states from New York to Washington and Canada. Therefore they stuck again in Virginia to seek further plans to pass the zone.

The passed few weeks Percy had found a lot since Lucien came south. When he was on a run away from Thalia's prank, after returning to camp, he learnt that three minor gods were bitten and Percy believed he was guilty. But now the truth was Lucien that bite them out of hatred. He also discovered that the full moon wasn't a curse or anything. Lucien told him that an event that had happened during the full moon and at each time, the memory was triggered that got him turned. Lucien said turning into wolf was all about the emotion, like when Percy usually got angry. When the point a specific was intensified, the true form would be released.

"There's your target" Lucien whispered as he pointed a deer in front of them.

The passed few weeks Lucien had taken him to practice turning into wolf with him still controlling himself. Yet it turned out badly that Lucine was forced to make Percy unconscious. Lucien told him a memory contained too much emotions that consumed him during the transition. But the more Percy tried to figure out what that memory was, the more blank he would get.

From the bush, Percy swallowed.

"Uh I think we should pass tonight" he scratched his head.

"Don't be a coward!" Lucien hissed. "You never improve unless you practice."

"I nearly killed you last time!" Percy hissed back

"Yeah you wish" Lucien just smirked at him.

Percy really wanted to turn, but the fear of him being the beast kept holding him back.  For many years he'd tried to suppress that monster within him because of its destruction.

"Don't be afraid of who you are Perseus" Lucien squeezed his shoulder, his golden eyes gleamed with that wise, that knowledge. "Embrace it, let it flow. It's the fear that you suppress your self, to let that mere subconscious mind and memory consume you. Embrace your true self and you will have control over it."

"Talk like someone that can change every time he wants" Percy rolled his eyes.

"You're an Alpha!" Lucien reminded him. "Your father was Tamlin, one of the High Lords of the Grey Cliff. You think the title is just simply passed to someone? They must be worthy to obtain it Perseus, and since you've been carrying it for three thousands years, it's time for you to make your father proud."

"What if it doesn't work this time?" He asked.

"Then we try again" Lucien said. "We'll keep trying until you accept the real you, stop refusing it Perseus!"

Their argument had made perhaps too much noise that the prey noticed them behind the bushes. Before the two could react, it started sprinting.

Then a sudden growl came out from the opposite side of their hiding and a mountain lion jumped out onto a deer. It pinned down the prey by its neck, blood spilled onto the ground and the prey let out its last sound before keeping quite.

Percy and Lucien was taken completely by surprise. They stood their in shock as the animal turned its attention to them. It growl, stepped back for a launch.

"Uh should we do something?" Percy said but instead only to see Lucien smirked.

"Perfect" the grey werewolf grinned. "Perhaps hunting to turn you may be hard. How about turning to defend yourself now?"

"No thanks but I think there another option" Percy swung Riptide as it gleamed in the night. Seeing weapon, the lion moved back.

he swooped the sword out of his hand, then threw it to the other side

the-" Percy turned to

one option left now" Lucian shrugged with

know it'll return to my

problem is so you have time to wait" Lucien said casually and pointed

to rip out

his gaze didn't leave the approaching

emotion within him, but he couldn't intensified them. Without Artemis, things turned out to be more boring, even with Lucien cracking jokes couldn't help. He was afraid, perhaps that time he nearly killed her and the hunters. What if he would turn into a blood thirsty monster again. The

Perseus now should

his ears, yet he couldn't

and yet Percy couldn't move his nerves. He was afraid, that feeling

just get the fuck over it and

a few more meters until it reached Percy and its image reflected on his eyes, Pedcy

of irritation, Lucien

.

.

.

muttered bitterly as he clean the blood

people" Lucien kicked the dead body of the lion away. "When an Alpha, son of Tamlin is afraid of turning

can't Lucien" Percy

can" He shouted. "But you are too afraid

Percy countered

little goddess to be exact" he snapped. "How many time do I have to tell you. You and HER will never be formed. How hard

"But I still have-"

stupid feeling" he waved his

you at our home, someone you may call your mate, someone can make  you die if that person

recent them to much anyway" Percy at that point

ranting and scowling. He couldn't sleep at night without her at his side, without that smell usually calmed

of us Perseus. The council may have gotten tired and did not discuss about it, but I still do. Not a single day I'll forget how

have words. Lucien had realised that he'd crossed the line and

both need some air" Lucien said quietly. "Me

with that he left Percy alone, playing with his sword while missing for the goddess of his

and yet, she couldn't abandon the search. She went out day and night, crossing across the country to

where could he be. In the morning she'd think of how to get back at him when he returned. But when she returned to the bed, to where they spent their time together, all the feeling came back. Normals Artemis

belongings were still there. There was a blue shirt that she picked up and

long have you been wearing that shirt?"

said after a sniff at the shirt.

all disgusting" Artemis said,

guys kept destroying be clothes." He countered. "I

he continued sniffing it.

threw her arms in the

She missed to yelled, to insult and scowl at him. Without

fabric as she