~Azalea POV~

'I am not doing this.' I growled as Jack pulled me forward, they had removed my collar to make it more believable. They must be that stupid to think I would lead them directly to my pack. I had been fighting Jack for the past few minutes as he pulled me to a hidden entrance, 'I am not doing this for Cyllene.' He growled.

It caught me off guard, I narrowed my eyes at him. 'What do you mean?'

He growled, running his hand through his hair. 'I served under your mother, Brynn and I both wanted to be her Delta. Brynn won, I promised her mother no matter what I'd keep Brynn safe.'

I didn't believe him, he worked for Cyllene the one person in the world that wanted Kena and me dead, she didn't seem to be that fazed if innocent lives were taken.

'Azalea, it is the only way Brynn will survive. I'll wait an hour before I tell the other guys it worked. She will have a head start. I promise.'

Lycans keep their promise. I recalled the thought from before. Leto let out a low growl as a warning, she didn't believe him. But he believed we did. 'Alright.'

All with all, it could work? If Leto was strong enough I could push the mind-link if Brynn wasn't that far away from me.

He nodded his head, leading me through some small halls. Brynn stood quickly as we rounded the corner. She seemed to be doing much better, she certainly looked a lot better than me. Her arms wrapped around me as she hugged me before turning her attention to Jack. 'She is still hand cuffed Jack, dang it.'

'Yes. Hear me out,' He started, her eyes met mine. 'You need to run first, go to a safe spot and wait for her there. Cyllene wants to see her in ten minutes for some kind of cleaning duty, she will be released from her cuffs then and she will come to me, I will be waiting in the room close to her.' He smoothly lied, his heartbeat didn't speed up, his breath didn't hitch in his throat and he didn't even stammer. Psychopath.

Brynn didn't answer as she stared at me. 'Is this true?'

I took a deep breath and nodded my head, 'Yes. Besides, I made him promise. Apparently Lycans keep their promise.' If she knew what I was thinking she would catch on, her eyes lit up and she nodded her head.

'Alright.' She said eventually.

Jack then opened a small door, 'Straight forward at the river turn left.'

Her eyes met mine and she winked. 'I'll see you in soon, I promise I'll bring you home.' Her words were soft yet firm, I knew she was going to do everything in her power to get me out of here.

'Thanks Brynn.. '

She sprinted into the woods as Jack closed the door behind her. 'And now?'

He chuckled, placing the collar back around my neck. Leading me back through the many halls to a room in the back. I instantly recognized the girl from before, next to her were three other girls. 'I wasn't lying when I said you had cleaning duty.' Jack said, he removed my hand-cuffs and my skin burned as the cold wind hit the broken and burned flesh.

'These girls will show you what to do, and princess you better behave. The collar won't take it easy on you.' With that he left me with the four girls, or rather women. I carefully took the girls in, they had cuts and scars covering most of their body, they were extremely skinny and didn't seem to be in good health. I wondered how long they had been here, I followed them to a separate room as they explained what I needed to do, I sighed.

This wasn't new to me at all, I had cleaned plenty of rooms in the six years as an omega at the Silver Moon pack. I silently followed their lead as we started to clean the gigantic living room, the ground was covered with beer bottles and food. 'You look just like your mother.' One of them suddenly spoke, her green eyes pierced right through mine. I raised my eyebrow, 'We uh, saw a painting in the basement.' She said, I could hear her heart skip a beat. Lie..

The dark haired woman from before rolled her eyes. 'Rose, enough. We said not to bring it up.'

Rose growled, 'Too late now Camille, there is a reason she came back. Right?' She turned towards me.

'Oh please Rose, she has no clue.' The other woman said, she walked up to me extending her hand. 'I am Jen, it's an honor to meet you princess Azalea.' She bowed her head.

I was at lost for words, as I let all the information sink in and the women in front of me kept staring at me. I shook her hand. Camille didn't seem too pleased with me. 'W-what?' I stuttered eventually.

Jen chuckled, 'I am Jen, that is Rose, Camille and Beau. You are princess Azalea, aren't you?'

I nodded my head. 'I am sorry, I don't know you.. at least I don't think I do? Should I?' I stuttered through my questions.

Camille growled as she continued to clean the beer bottles. 'This is useless Jen, we waited nearly 25 years for this shit and she is useless, she has no clue. I'll just end up spending the rest of my life cleaning fucking beer bottles from fake ass Lycans.' She tossed a bottle against the wall, as it shattered in a million pieces.

'Wait? 25 years?' My eyes widened, 'You all are Lycans?'

Jen smiled, nodding her head. Letting her eyes switch to the bright green, as did Rose and Beau. Camille refused, she didn't even look at me.

Jen pulled me with her, she started to clean the table and I followed her lead. 'After the attack of Cyllene on Lycosura, most of us died or fled,' she started to explain. 'We never left Lycosura, we swore an oath to Deianira, to the future queen. Unfortunately we lost, yet Cyllene kept us imprisoned. We tried to run.. but..' She sighed.

'We lost our Lycan.' Rose spoke, pain evident in her voice.

'You all lost your Lycan? The same day of the attack?' I suddenly asked, this caught Camille her attention as her green eyes watched me, 'Yes. At least we think so, we were never able to figure out.'

Brynn wasn't the only one that lost her Lycan, there were more and that meant I was the key. But why? Why me? 'And my mother?'

Guilt flashed through Camille her eyes, this time she dropped her gaze. They all kept quiet, 'She died,' Beau spoke, 'You were barely a day old when the attack happened. They planned it well, your mother wasn't ready after the rough pregnancy. They killed her, another woman was just in time with bringing you far away from us, to keep you safe. We fought, we lost and now we suffer.'

'My mother died.. the same day you all lost your Lycan right?' I was afraid to say it, afraid of the answer. Their heads snapped up as they slowly nodded yes, 'I am the key, right?' Once again they nodded their heads, 'Yes.'

'Are there more?' I asked, 'More of the old Lycans around here? The ones that served my mother.'

Rose sighed, shrugging. 'I think there are some, most of them refuse to show their faces, hiding in their bedroom, most have died and some had fled to different packs. We don't know how many are left.'

'Even if there are more, who knows they are willing to risk their lives again for a princess who has no clue about her own nature?' Camille snarled, returning her attention to cleaning the room.

I sighed, seems Camille and I will get along just fine.

~~~

After an entire day of cleaning different rooms, being yelled at I was exhausted and completely on edge, I sat quietly next to Jen who had her eyes closed.

'Is there a place around here.. that my mom used to go to?'

Jen opened her eyes, 'I am not sure, Camille was the daughter of her Beta, maybe she knows.'

'Great..' I whispered. Jen chuckled, 'Don't mind her, she and her Lycan were extremely close. Besides her Lycan and her mother, Deianira was her only family, her father and two brothers were killed when Camille was only 6. Deianira trained her, she'll come around. Just give her some time, ask her when she returns from the bedroom.'

'Ask me what?' Camille her voice sounded, my head snapped up as I met her stone cold gaze. She walked into the room and took a seat at the edge of her bed.

Jen nudged me, trying to encourage me to open my mouth but at the moment I wasn't even sure I wanted to ask Camille. 'How old are you all?'

Jen shook her head laughing. 'We are all around the 28-32, Beau is the oldest, she is 42. We age extremely slow. Lycans live long remember?' She turned her attention to Camille. 'As Azalea was trying to say, do you remember if Deianira had a certain location around here?'

Camille crossed her arms, raising her eyebrow. 'Why do you need to know?'

I sighed, I started to explain everything from the beginning. The minute I met Kena, how Dani had stubbornly walked into our border. How the simple words forte tempus had shifted something deep inside of me, me ending up finding my mother's old diary. Most importantly, how Alcione had told me what I needed to do to trigger my gene.

'I remember Kena, strong woman. I remember she came to collect documents, she even begged what was left of us to follow her home. She offered us a home, a new home. You have an amazing mate Azalea.' Jen smiled softly.

Camille growled. 'You are telling me, that there is a way for you to trigger your Lycan gene. What about us?'

'That.. I don't know. I hope when I find the location it'll show me.' I answered honestly, I had no clue how I would be able to help them. But I was dead set on trying to find out.

'And then what?' Camille challenged, her eyes burning with fire.

'And then.. we take back Lycosura and the throne.' I stated.

Camille chuckled. 'Silly girl, can't you see the truth right in front of you? Lycosura is her little kingdom now, you are not the Queen anymore.'

I rolled my eyes. 'Alright, you don't have to help if you are scared Camille. All with all I wouldn't want to put you in any danger when I fight Cyllene.'

Jen chuckled as a faint 'ooohhh' was heard from Rose in the distance. Camille snarled, 'I am not afraid of that little shit face of a woman.'

I stood, thankfully I was a little taller than Camille or it would of made this situation a little less powerful. 'Good, I made a promise to kill Cyllene and if there is something I have learned in the past couple of days. We keep our promises.'

Camille her eyes lit up, mischievous smile playing around her mouth. She extended her hand, 'Alright princess. What is the plan?'