4 Chapter 1.3 FINDING FAITH

I ended up in the library, a beautiful grand library, the one that took decades to perfect.

I'm not a big lover of books, I've only read every once in a while, but the library always takes my breath away.

The rumor behind it's build was by a past Alpha King and his mate, a true embodiment of love.

It was said that she loved everything to do with reading all the stories that were told and made up to create the greatest wonder she could ever experience even if it was just for a brief moment in the words.

So as a gift to her and the pup she carried and bore he built this library so she can sit in nothing but happiness that surrounded her as she told the tales to their son.

Though it wasn't as big, it was just one floor, finally finished and ready to show her as a heartfelt gift but she was killed in an attack leaving the king alone to raise his child.

Though the child grew and so did his love of books just like his mother, and even though he never met her, his father even after so many years later taking another mate hesitantly after the death of his first mate, she was still present for the boy to know who she was.

The child read and read everyday to the very last book, till he read them multiple times and it made the king smile with a thought for his past love.

'He's just like you, every bit of you, and if you were still here in this moment, I know I'll have this thought to as I watch you pick up a book to read for the sixth time already knowing what's the beginning and the end, to make it bigger and able to whole more to have endless stories for your mind to have of wonder.'

So, he did, he made this library so grand, with an entrance point on each floor of our pack house a beautiful big room surrounding you in nothing but stories and wonderful escapes, where people would gather and sit in joy for hours.

For to this day, they honor that of his love for her and the love they had of her themselves to add a new book to it every year on the day of her passing so that if she is truly here with us, she can have ample to read in her afterlife, now with her mate by her side as she sits with him and tells him a tale in peace.

I felt joy as soon as I walked in, joy when a girl close to my age, a Werewolf, asked me if I were here to help straighten up the library before all comes in and take joy in its peace. I told her I wasn't.

I was just walking around trying to find my way and my path that I just randomly took led me here but I'll be glad to help.

Though she just responded that some books here are that from all over the world passed down throughout the generations, some with even magical properties maybe you are here for a reason.

So, for the past hour I've been helping with the library, so many have come in already in whispers of conversations of small talk or reading amongst the masses.

Though none came up to me though for conversation and the girl left a while back though she did bid me a farewell, another wolf hopefully who doesn't care about what has transpired of me or just thought of me as a random person she'll never see again like a stranger you may bump into in a line and hold a conversation with for a minute before you leave and forget it even happened.

"You know there is no need to try to keep up with the cleaning of it all, it'll be too hard, so many people and this room here is just far to big, best to wait to the night or you'll drive yourself up the wall trying to keep up" I heard from a gentle voice from behind, making me turn my head to see a women wise in age standing there putting the last book on the shelf that I had in my stack on the small cart I rolled around with me.

"It passes the time, plus I don't mind" I told her kindly.

She smiled softly at that and glanced at the two chairs set up beside a small table set up just to the right of us, "if you say so dear but please have it sit just for a moment I've noticed you have been doing this for a while a break won't hurt."

She motioned up as she made her way over to the décor setup, "I'll even join you for company."

"Sorry, but I've never seen you before" I told her as we took our seats at the table, "what is your name ma'am?" I asked her.

"I'm Judith" she smiles out, "nice to meet you young lady".

Ms. Judith, I never had a name to a face but I do know who she is, she's an Omega Werewolf, an Elder Omega in her stature due to her age, but not an Elder in the council, though highly respected and strong due to her long time, well strong within the omegas.

My guess age comes with more training and learning of that all's round being alive for so long with a wolf's life span if only makes sense.

"I'm Eleanor."

"I know" she states, I just nodded my head at that, of course she did who hasn't heard of me by now.

"How have you been child? With everything that has been going on?" she questioned.

I let out a shaky breath at that, no one asked me that before, 'how am I feeling' like I'm getting hit by a truck over and over again.

"How come you're speaking with me miss?" I question back but she just let out a dismissive chuckle at that.

"Am I not allowed? Believe it or not some of us really don't care, things happen in life that we have no control over, it's you younger and way younger folks with the high egos who make things a fuss young lady" she tells me.

"You lost your wolf by losing a mate. It's sad that it has happened but it's okay you'll learn to deal with it all. Even the whispers all around you trust me it'll make you strong, believe me sweetheart I have nothing but wisdom and experience in it being an Omega."

"I'm afraid I beat you there Ms. Judith even if I was still a wolf the whispers would grow louder with me in the room than with any Omega they always had, I've heard them all the time and it sucked." I whimpered out.

Finally, with someone I can share something with, truly, it allows some of that pain I've been feeling to the surface because in some way she understands, maybe all the weak do. I wonder if that's why Tyler spoke out to me because he just knew.

"Okay and why is that?" she asked with the tilt of her head for me to continue the topic of what I dove into from her previous statement.

"Because I'm a Latean," I told her, "Or as those who like to graciously rubbed in my face and say I was to make me finally say I'm no longer one of them but I am in my bones." I finished strongly.

"A Latean Werewolf, very few of those, a wolf cursed to never shift into their rightful beast" she speaks like it's some type of folklore. Though a word did catch my ear very well.

"A curse?" I confusingly questioned.

"That's what they say, not much on the show, though there are many just like that, a said curse speculation without the story or the story well hidden, maybe one day a book will reveal and tell the tale," She answers.

"I guess maybe that's why I was just led here then" I speculated, considering I've never been in here before at all in my life, sad to say.

When I had a book, it was just given to me by someone willing to pass it along or one of my parents acting like one just for the hell of it.

"Maybe" she says suspiciously, "you'll just have to read and see then, plus having you around won't be so bad now would it."

"That was a very weird Ms. Judith in how you spoke that word 'maybe' she I be concerned?" I asked warily.

"I'm just an old woman child who believes a little is all, don't take no mind to it, but just now somethings are for a reason and with us with all this great wisdom we are usually right."

I chuckled at her words, taking great joy in speaking with her, a woman who reminds me of my grandmother, another old wise woman I once knew and cared for deeply.

"Have a little faith Eleanor," she continues "I have a great feeling you're special, you'll be extraordinary and you'll reach where you need to soon in life no rush at all and though it maybe a hard bumpy ride you'll reach the end stronger then every for Latean wolf, the strongest of them all."

She then gently sends me a final kind smile before removing herself from the chair to take her leave back to where she was before. "Hopefully I'll see you here again some in the days to come." Then she was off taking that small cart with her as she went.

I took her words in great stride, grateful for that conversation for a sense of some type of peace in my chaotic life.

With a truthful small smile on my face that I haven't had in a long while not since granny was here. Extraordinary, granny said the same thing about me everyday growing up. 'You'll be extraordinary my little Eleanor.'