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As we watch, her body stretches and shifts. She goes from being 1?? a foot tall to nearly 5 feet tall.
She’s still incredibly short compared to Thomas who is over 6 feet. But now, at least, she can have her human form.
He swings her around, holding her close before kissing her passionately. I clear my throat. knowing my wolves tend to forget themselves when they are with the sprites. “Perhaps you want to take Tula someplace more private, Thomas?” I say meaningfully.
He pulls away from her before looking around. “Oh, right.” He starts to walk off before turning back. “Thank you, King Ailduin. Thank you so much!” He says before practically running to his room in the packhouse.
Yay! Tula is healed!
I wipe my eyes as Thomas and Tula head inside. Tula is such a sweet sprite. Well, they all are, but there is something about her that has pulled at my heart ever since I met her.
“I don’t know how we can thank you Ailduin.” I say, walking over to him.
“There is no need. You are a leader of your pack. You would do anything in your power to help those that look to you for guidance and protection. I am the same. My gifts are just different than yours, Grace. Or, at least, somewhat different.”
“Now,” he says, before turning to the other sprites, “did anyone else need my assistance before I begin my training with the Guardians?” He asks.
“Sir King Ailduin, sir. We were wondering if there would be any more time we could spend with you while you are here.”
“We just want to be near you.”
“We won’t be a bother.”
“We could help, if you need us.”
I can feel Eli’s patience starting to wane, so I jump in. “How about you all join us for dinner this evening. We’ll plan to eat out back here and you can tell King Ailduin all about your time with our pack and for those of you that came to the mate gathering, you can tell King Ailduin all about that as well.”
“Oh, thank you Lady Luna Grace.”
“We’ll be back for dinner.”
“We’ll bring our plant nectar.”
“Thank you, again.”
“See you later.”
Ailduin looks at me as they fly away. “You handle them very well.”
I shrug. “Their hearts are in the right place. I know they annoy some people.” I spare a glance at my mate. “But, really, they’re kind, sweet little beings.”
“I appreciate you letting them interact with your pack. The sprites have always had a love for werewolves.”
“Why is that?” Angel asks. She just had a sprite mate with one of her pack members and move to her pack
“As you may have noticed, the sprites are sweet beings, but they are not strong, they are not fighters. They have little to no method of protecting themselves from predators or hunters. In the past, the wolves protected the sprites while the sprites kept an eye on the areas surrounding the wolves for enemies. Generally, both species found the arrangement beneficial. And, as you have seen, sprites and wolves have been known to be mates.”
He looks out watching the sprites as they fly back into the forest. “Wolves and sprites make good mate pairs. The sprites adore their mates in a way that you wolves appreciate, and the wolves cherish the sprites in a way that makes them feel safe and loved. Also, sprites don’t mind the wolves’ possessiveness. That also makes them feel loved and cherished, like they are the most special person in the world to their mate.”
“They are.” Liam says, coming up and wrapping his arms around AngeL “Most wolves treasure their mates above anything and anyone else. Those that don’t, don’t deserve the bond they have been gifted with.”
“I’ve started to wonder if this generation of Guardians is stronger than the ones I worked with before because you’ve been allowed to find your fated mates. I know your mates are stronger, but it seems that you, as Guardians are stronger as well, and not necessarily from the next generation of reincamation. Time will tell I guess.” Allduin says.
“Time will tell for you.” Rik says, dryly. “We won’t be here to see it.”
“Hmmm, a good point. Well, shall we get started?”
“What would you like for us to start with today?” Cara asks.
Ailduin turns to me. “I understand that you pulled power from Cara and Angel. Tell me what that was like for you.”
I explain to him about the colors and how they blended. He nods as if this makes perfect sense.
“So, Maia’s power is red. As the parent, her color was stronger than Artemis’s which was orange. Alessia’s is different, having the ability to direct her aura, so hers was a different color but blended into yours making it an altogether different color. And you were able to manipulate power of all three of you combined into one.” He summarizes.
“Yes.”
“Healing power is yellow, as you may have seen by the glow in my hand when I healed Tula. I wonder if you could find Alessia’s healing power and draw from it.” the
I look to Angel. “Well, Angel is pregnant and since my power draw knocked all of us out, we don’t want to hurt the baby by practicing on her. Is there something else we could practice?” I ask, noticing Liam’s relief.
Ailduin looks at me intently for a moment, causing me to shift uncomfortably. “Perhaps you could try with me.” He says, finally.
“With you?” It comes out more of a squeak than a question.
“I also have the power to heal.” He reaches his hand out to me, palm up. “See if you can feel my healing energy.”
I look at the others before stepping up and gently placing my hand on top of his. “Reach out with your strength, see if you can feel mine. You are a Guardian of the Realm. If your powers really do extend to all supernaturals, you should be able to pull power from me as easily as you do your
Guardian sisters.”
I realize why Ailduin stared at me for so long. He was deciding if he was comfortable with me having this level of power over him. If I learn to pull power from him, I could drain his power, or possibly use it for my own personal desires. He’s taking a risk and he’s putting his trust in me. Considering the recent negative history between the fae and the werewolves, I feel honored.
I close my eyes, letting myself feel the warmth of his hand. Maia pushes forward and we pull gently, trying to find his aura and strength. “Yours is green.” I say, almost to myself.
“The color of the earth, where my strength comes from.” He says. “Find the layer of yellow within the green.”
I feel like I’m in the green layer of a rainbow, searching for the next color. Roy G Blv. I remember hearing that mnemonic somewhere for the colors of the rainbow. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. In that color scheme, yellow is right next to green.
I push my aura in one direction, and the green starts to feel darker, so I move and begin letting it flow to where the green starts to feel lighter until I’m surrounded by yellow. “I found it.” I say. opening my eyes. Ailduin is watching me intently.
“Interesting. I’ve never known anyone that could maneuver around an aura like that. Grab hold of the yellow.” He says and I do, pulling it into me. As I do, he beckons Elfover. He takes a knife and hands it to him.