Chapter 310: Chapter 310 Bloodline
"I need to stretch my old back or I’ll end up with a stiff neck and back," he muttered. The guards exchanged a look, clearly unconvinced by his flimsy excuse, but Elric was so stubbornly committed to it that they eventually just nodded along, if only to stop him from nagging.
"Well, you’ve stayed here for three years, and I’ve seen everything there is to see about you, even your little clam, so we’re already closer than sisters. As for your thoughts and how your mind works?"
"Of course, I can read you easily. So, why don’t you just tell me what’s going on and what you need me to do?" Silas said, crossing her arms as she waited, acting like every bit the older sister, urging Addison to be honest.
"Silas! You’re not acting like a Saintess at all!" Addison almost roared in mock anger. By now, she was used to it, but at first, Silas’s blunt words had shocked her, especially the way she spoke about intimate things so casually, like an old mother or as if they were nothing at all.
Sometimes, Addison even suspected Silas might have been a gangster in her past life. But that couldn’t be, right? After all, she was the Saintess. A Saintess was supposed to be pure... or at least that’s what Addison had always thought.
"Sigh." Addison took a deep breath, clearing her mind as the tangle of thoughts began to fade. Looking at Silas, she couldn’t help but feel calmer. Silas always seemed to know what was happening in her head.
Addison had long suspected that the Saintess had some prophetic ability; Silas always acted as though she’d expected things all along, sometimes even before they happened, just like when Addison first arrived at the Sacred Land.
Once she had gathered her thoughts, Addison began to recount everything that had happened from the moment she left the Sacred Land until now. Silas listened with the air of a gossipy older sister, even going so far as to order a servant to bring her popcorn.
Addison nearly rolled her eyes at the sight but kept going, making sure to emphasize her need for Silas’s help. After all, she wasn’t certain the light fairy would be enough to deal with the Corrupted Energy, or even if she could wield its power in the way she imagined.
"Oh, really? So, how was your mates’ performance?" Silas asked casually.
"Seriously?! That’s what you got stuck on? Out of everything I just told you, that’s the part you’re worried about? And besides—that’s private!" Addison huffed, glaring at her.
Silas, completely unfazed, only laughed as her long white hair spilled over her shoulder, still munching on popcorn without the slightest care for her image as the Saintess.
"Girl! Do you really think I care about my image when I’m stuck alone in this room? I’m so bored, I feel like I’ll go insane! I’ve been waiting forever for you to contact me, but ever since you returned to your domain, it’s like you completely forgot about me."
"And sure, I’m not allowed to have a love life because I have to keep my body ’pure’ as the servant of God, but that doesn’t mean I’m banned from gossiping, right?" Silas said, trying to coax Addison into spilling the details.
Addison could only roll her eyes at her antics. "But don’t you also need to keep your soul clean, too?" she retorted.
"Fine, fine." Silas finally set the popcorn down on the table and leaned closer to the communication crystal, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "Then at least tell me, how are my godsons doing?"
"Kyle and Aiden... they had a fever before I sent them away," Addison admitted, her mood sinking instantly. Just thinking about her twins twisted her heart; she hadn’t been there for them when they were sick.
Since birth, they’d never been far from her side, and she worried they might be anxious now or struggling to cope without her. Guilt gnawed at her, but with everything that had happened, her worries for them kept getting pushed to the back of her mind.
Or maybe it was because of those very worries that she felt such urgency to fix things as quickly as possible. Staying with her would only put them in danger. For now, the safest choice was to keep them far away, even if it tore her apart inside.
"Addie, stop trying to carry everything on your own," Silas said gently. "Wasn’t that the reason the Moon Goddess gave you three mates? To share your burdens? They’re not just there for decoration."
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly turned completely white, like she was peeking into the future or glimpsing someone far away. It lasted only a second before her gaze returned to normal.
"As for my godsons..." Silas paused, then smiled softly. "They’re fine. Born of the purest high Alpha bloodline, their fever was nothing more than the start of their awakening."
Her words were meant to ease Addison’s guilt. Silas knew exactly why Addison felt so conflicted, first, for sending her twins away out of fear that Zion might discover them, and now, for dreading that her enemies could learn the truth and target her children.
"Their bloodline? Not their wolf?" Addison asked quickly, perking up, only to pause as realization struck her, eyes widening in surprise.
"Exactly, their bloodline," Silas replied with a casual shrug. "As for their wolves, it won’t be long before they awaken, too. I told you before, your twins are special."
Hearing Silas call her twins special once again felt like a reminder, a thread pulling Addison back to the moment of their birth. She remembered how, the first time Silas laid eyes on the newborns, the Saintess suddenly froze, her eyes turning pure white as if she had been transported elsewhere.
Later, a servant explained that Silas only ever entered that state when she was peering into the future or communing with the Gods.
When Silas finally returned to herself that day, she had simply smiled and told Addison, "Your twins are special." But she never explained how, and Addison had been left in the dark ever since.
Now, at last, the pieces began to fall into place. If it was their bloodline that made them special, it finally made sense. She was of an Alpha King’s bloodline, and their father carried the blood of an Alpha as well.
Combined, that lineage must have given her sons a strength unlike any other, destined not as ordinary heirs, but as the strongest Alpha Kings of the century. And there were two of them.
This wasn’t the first time the Moon Goddess had paired an Alpha King with a daughter born of an Alpha bloodline, after all, even Addison’s own mother had carried such blood. Yet never once had she heard of something like a bloodline awakening. She had no idea what to expect, no guide to follow.
But one thing was certain: if her enemies discovered this truth, it would only give them more reason to set their sights on her children. The thought alone made Addison’s chest tighten, fear creeping into her heart like ice.