My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 147

I was looking at the crowd kneeling before me as if I was a goddess. It was overwhelming. The pressure was getting to me from all sides, squeezing my chest. I glanced at Draven. He stood a few steps away from me, wearing a sly grin on his face. When he met my pleading, help-me-out gaze, he let out a brief chuckle and tilted his head, pointing at the crowd. He dared me to step forward and speak, but how could I? He was a natural-born leader, and I always chose to fight in the second or third row, yet currently, those people had their eyes solely on me! I forcefully pulled a breath into my lungs.

"I am not a Princess, and I am not at Alpha like my mother was!" I called out, trying to amplify the sound of my voice.

I saw the people in front of me raising their heads and looking at me.

I swallowed and continued, "I didn't know what happened to my mother's pack, and I used to be too weak to even try to find out. But I became stronger, and I am willing to use that strength to right my father's wrongdoings!" I swore, placing my hand on my chest.

The pack jumped up from their knees with fighting shouts coming loudly from their throats. They threw their fisted hands up in the air as if they were proving that they were ready for battle... It freaked me out. I didn't mean it like I wanted them to join me in the battle. Besides, it wasn't strictly my war, to begin with. My eyes shifted to Draven, but he just glanced at me, smiling like he was telling me that it was my decision, but I didn't feel that I had the right to tell those people what to do.

"Listen to me!" My voice broke through the shouting crowd.

To my surprise, everyone went silent, as if I had turned their voices off. I took another breath, struggling to control the panic rising within me. Their eyes were on me, but I still had no idea what to tell them!

"I... I am a human being, and I am not a leader," I began. "You have just regained your freedom, and I won't force you to join a battle… but I cannot stop you if you want vengeance for everything that has been done to you."

Suddenly, a hulking young man with curly brown hair raised his hand. He stood deeper in the crowd, but his over-6.5 ft height was enough for him to stand out. My eyes met his. I shoved away my nervousness and gestured at him, giving him a kind smile. He stepped forward.

"Princess… In our hearts, you will always be the precious daughter of our leader, so if you want us to go and fight against the Southern Woods Pack, all of us will go and fight." He looked around and everyone nodded, confirming his words. "Most of the warriors from our Moon Lake Pack were either killed, like my father, or forced to join Alpha Randall's army. But there are still many good fighters among us. Please… let us fight for you."

Once he finished his speech, the crowd burst into courageous shouts that quickly turned into chants of my name. For some reason, they were all willing to sacrifice their lives for me. I didn't feel like I had done anything to deserve that kind of loyalty, but they were once loyal to my mother, and I might as well become their excuse to get revenge for her death and dreadful insults. I silenced the crowd with a confident gesture and faced Draven.

"The warriors from the old Moon Lake Pack are ready to join us in a fight against the Southern Woods. Alpha Draven, are you going to take them in?" I asked in a loud, sonorous announcement.

Draven smirked, and stepped closer to me, locking his eyes on me. I smiled at him, daringly curving one corner of my lips. His grin widened. He stood beside me and faced the crowd.

"The Moon Hill Pack welcomes new warriors! Together we will crush the tyrant hiding in the Southern Woods!" With his call, the crowd went wild again.

That moment felt amazing. I couldn't help but smile. I didn't feel like a leader, but, for the first time, I had people who were willing to stay by my side, unconditionally. Caught in the moment, I looked at Draven, wearing the same warm smile I gave to the Moon Lake Pack. As our eyes met, he grabbed my hand, pulled me closer, and leaned over my ear.

"You see," he murmured, brushing my earlobe with his lips, "you were born to become Luna… my Luna."

Once more, his voice sent a shiver through my skin. I slightly pushed him away, rubbing off the tickling sensation from the surface of my ear. He chuckled. He knew that I was drawn to him, physically at least, and he used every opportunity to remind me how my body responded to whatever he was doing. Nonetheless, there was a line I could only cross once my heart would let me, and at that moment, there was a certain territory within me that was closed with a lock that had Sariel's name. Even if Sariel hurt me, I felt that I needed to meet him again. I had to find out whether our feelings for each other could surpass everything that had happened. I could only move on once I knew that what we had was not enough.

After a while, the shouting stopped, and someone turned the music back on. The unexpected "formal" part of the celebration ended, and I could finally have my drink. Certainly, that didn't change the fact that I was constantly surrounded by the Moon Lake Pack members, as they all wanted to greet me personally. They were all friendly… too friendly even. I felt like a celebrity or a royal. Thankfully, no one told me to sign an autograph.

"Go elsewhere, and let the girl breathe!" The old lady, who introduced herself as my mother's nanny, chased everyone away from me.

"Thank you, Miss... Nanny," I said, shyly. "They are all amazing, but I don't feel that I deserved their interest. I didn't do anything big, I just came along," I explained.

"First, call me Nera," she chuckled. "And second, try to understand them… You are a human. You should be weaker than them, yet you were the one who fought for their freedom. You brought them something we all should have fought for long ago, but we were just too broken after your mother died."