~Leo~
The look on Sylvester's face when I told him about Amelia showed he wasn't happy I kept that bit to myself, but I knew he would understand why. I knew they all could understand why.
Amelia was mine to love, keep and protect. If her bloodline had been wiped away, then she shouldn't be in existence.
Whoever was looking for her would want her for the very reason Adrik was murdered.
I wanted it to be a coincidence, so I remained in denial, but after seeing the coin and learning what Lucas Sidorov had to say about it and Sylvester's deductions, I realised it was best to trust Amelia's secret to my trusted friends and allies than to try to handle it alone.
Deep down, I prayed she wouldn't be able to pick up the coin or touch it. I have never wanted anything so badly as I did at this moment. I hated to think about it, but I wanted her to be normal.
Explaining that she had unusual abilities and might be a science experiment would be challenging.
Being a Stepanov would also make her royalty, and I wondered how the world would take it.
I feared they might call for her head because her family had already been condemned and wiped out. She would be an anomaly.
I prayed Silverster would protect her secret. If not, I will go to war for her sake.
With that determination, I opened the door of my room and walked in.
Amelia was reading a book she had brought with her and sitting by the window.
I noticed she wasn't a television person and liked reading a lot. It was a healthy habit that kept her going.
A healthy and active imaginative mind could help people cope with stress and difficulties.
It provides an avenue for escape and optimism based on what the mind is fed, and seeing the book in her hand; I knew she had only read of happy endings.
She looked at me and put down her book.
"Leo, are you done with your meeting?" She asked with a smile, and I asked the goddess why I met Amanda and not her.
I would have been happier if I had met her after losing Tamia.
Seeing how Tamia and Sylvester were, I was pleased with all that happened and somehow realised we weren't meant to be. They were perfect together, and I could swear the light and glow in Tamia's eyes was like I had never seen before.
The same glow was in Amelia's eyes, and the best part was that it was for me.
I suspected she would be my home eventually.
However, I was still going to move gradually and love her to the best of my ability until I knew enough and was sure she wanted me and wasn't driven by the bond or lust before I commit because once I did, I won't be looking back.
I returned the smile and went o squat in front of her.
She was a bit surprised, and I knew my facial expression was intense, so I softened it with a smile and gently touched her delicate hand.
It was hard to believe she had been through hardship. I kissed it and placed her palm against my cheek to feel it, and she gazed at me lovingly.
"Leo," she said, blushing, and I smiled.
"I know you are immune to silver," I blurted out, and her smile faded.
"I also know you have been hiding it. Aurora came out because you had no choice that day in the service quarters. I also noticed how boldly you attacked those intruders in the woods. You did so because you knew the silver wouldn't affect you the same way. Am I right?" I asked her, and tears welled up in her eyes. I knew she was afraid.
One thing I had come to understand about Amelia was that she craved to be normal.
Her childhood and life had given her a definition of normal; it had driven a standard into her mind. A standard she fell short of, so she always tried to hide those things that took her far from the standard just to feel normal, hence the hair dye, the contact lenses, the pretence of not being able to fight back, and her tolerance to silver. Those things weren't normal for an average wolf. A wolf must be trained to fight, but she did it effortlessly in the woods that day. She was the goddess's masterpiece, and she had to hide it because it did not meet the standards given to her all her life.
" Leo, please," She said, tears streaming down her cheeks, not wanting to admit it.
I touched her hand and squeezed gently.
"I do not care about what sets you apart from the rest of us. It will never affect the way I look at you. If anything, Amelia, I am proud. I am happy that the goddess chose to bless me with someone special. Bond apart, You are a rare gem, Amelia, and you should be proud of it.
You are beautiful and unique, and you have all the qualities I would have loved to be given. It won't change how I look at you," I told her, and she nodded gently, but I knew she was scared.
"It doesn't burn me," she confessed, " But it slows down my healing, and I can't fully shift, but I maintain all my wolf abilities, including strength and speed," She confessed quickly, and I stood up, frozen in shock.
"Leo, Leo," she asked me.
I heard her apprehension, but I wasn't shocked about what she told me; I was surprised that Max had said precisely the same thing about Alexie. He said Alexie had access to his wolf but never said the guy fully shifted.
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