A Gift from the Goddess by Dawn Rosewood

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.” 

still hesitant, waiting for

I said, defeated. “But I‘m serious when I say don‘t touch anything. If you accidentally break anything then you‘ll have the entire

to be told twice, suddenly a new spring in his step as he basically skipped down the aisle and

at that.

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

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

was nagging in my head, as though I should

returning already from his short

remember the thing I was close to forgetting. I couldn‘t lose focus and he was literally the last distraction

said again, more urgently this time.

snapped and

she

Thea. 

In the flesh. 

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

almost as though time had stopped. Of all the moments she could have chosen

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

were basically at her mercy. The real question was how she managed t o get inside

her sickly sweet voice sending dread through

touch me which meant I already had the advantage. From everything I‘d learned, she would always

I asked and slowly started to stand up

do anything stupid now,” she warned, pressing

the sword but this little one caught me in the act. Told me you

told her I was still wearing the handcuffs? So she didn‘t

sword?” I asked, keeping my voice as even

she 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 of Gods upon

Silver River? 

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 Silver Lake and the Winter Mist was the very one that

the sword so special that Thea wanted

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

I started to tug on the handcuffs, knowing that getting them off was possibly my only chance at survival.

is hopeless… and yet I hear

just opened the door for her.

of just leaving with what you wanted, you took Brayden

like that,” she said. “I have a bit of a soft spot for you, I guess you could say. We‘re not so different when you really think about it. Both of

my lives. And now you‘ve manipulated and turned me into ... into whatever this*

I

now and 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

Chapter Ninety 

see everything; not at the beginning anyway... and apparently not everything of late either. It meant there were limits to

that why you targeted me instead of Aleric? Because of the mark?” I asked.

You were the bigger threat out of the two. Of course, I didn‘t expect you to let me in so easily. It took a lot of work to break

not

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