The rightful Luna

Chapter 12. A brief encounter

With Jake's help, Celia was driven to the airport quickly and without any inconveniences.

The driver he sent, arrived at the pack border half an hour after the call, and had swiftly brought her to the airport. He had also made sure she found the VIP area. As Jake's father was the Alpha of his pack and often used the special waiting room designed for the werewolf leaders of the various packs, the driver directed her with ease.

She had changed into her uniform and also adorned the student broach on her chest before she left her home, so fortunately no further identification was asked of her to be allowed access to the waiting room.

Sitting on the couch with her head propped on one hand, she looked out the window to see the incoming planes. At this point, she had no energy left to do anything else but this. Checking her phone for a brief moment to find out the time, she ignored all the missed calls that popped up and the unread messages, her only interest being the conversation with Jake.

According to the details Jake had messaged her about the flight, she still had to wait about an hour more. But she was lucky, asking him to help her book the flight was the best idea, as it was the very last one of the day.

It was also a private flight that normal people and low ranked werewolves could not use. Fortunately, her watcher student status had made all the difference. Otherwise, she would have had to wait until the next day for the first commercial flight.

Crescent had settled down as well, it must have been Waning's earlier company that made all the difference. Waning always had a calming effect towards Celia and Crescent also. Her healing power was also the best, this was why Crescent had wanted to suggest for Waning to take the phantom pains away a month ago, when Celia kept feeling hurt.

As her thoughts wondered to Crescent, naturally Celia also thought of Waning. After comforting Crescent in the hallway, the latter had now retreated again to the back of her mind, and did not even respond when Celia called, making her wonder why the wolf did so.

In the past, whenever Waning retreated to the back of her mind she would still hear her voice and the latter would also come up to talk to her from time to time, but now it was like she closed herself off, like she sealed herself from the outside world completely.

Pondering about this a bit, she suddenly realized that Rayan's wolf was supposed to be Waning's mate also, so she must have suffered just as much as Crescent. It was insensible of her that they had not tried to make Waning feel better as well. As such, she did not try to call Waning again, leaving her some time to recollect her thoughts. 

Waning was the most silent of the three, preferring to keep her problems to herself, whenever she encountered them. If Celia or Crescent tried to make her speak of them, the white wolf would suffer more from the conversation, rather than feel better. It had made Celia worry about her regarding this, but the comfort Waning preferred was only the one she would ask herself. Sighing, as she had found herself doing numerous times since she had remained alone, she only conversed from time to time with Crescent.

At the other far end of the large VIP room, another person was also waiting for the plane's crew to finish their preparation. The tall man dressed in a professional black suit, sitting with his legs crossed, was currently reading a document. He was surrounded by 6 guards that stood a few feet away from his seat circling it, preventing other people getting close to the somber man, not that anyone would dare to do so.

His black ebony hair neatly combed towards the back of his head, his pale white face, the bright blue eyes, sharp nose and small lips made a beautiful sculpted man. But his sharp clenched jaw and his thick straight brows furrowed in a frown, made him unapproachable, even without the presence of the guards.