Fated reborn - Chapter 169: Chapter 169

Lunawyn's POV.
I woke up and looked around; I wasn't in my room. I racked my head trying to remember where I was last. "Ohh, the festival," I said as I remembered. I stood up from Luciano's bed. Why is he not here yet? Has the festival not already ended? I thought.
I got distracted by the bright light that shined through the curtains.
It wasn't a bright light of the sun, but instead the light looked like a fire had caused it.
I walked towards the window and opened the curtains; the sun wasn't up yet, and the big tree just got burnt right now.
"That means it's now the main event started... The time was 12' o'clock already," I said, holding my chin wondering, "I didn't even sleep up to an hour?" "Anyways, I got to start going," I said, and went to the vanity, spraying the vast perfumes that were on the vanity.
I scented nice; I held the doorknob trying to open the door, but it didn't open. Then I remembered that Luciano said he had kept it on the switch, which was close to the door.
She took the keys from the switch and opened the door. She made sure it was locked before she left.
She reached the pack house exit door, and the luminous light that the fire made shone across the compound.
There was a small gathering of people sitting around the burning tree, while some had already left.
I could spot Luciano and Victor sitting close to the tree; I could still see Trent and Trini too.
I walked towards the burning tree and stood there; they all turned to look at me. "Lunawyn, you're back," Luciano said with a warm smile on his face.
The gazes of other servants and the teens who sat there that were ready to get their wolf were all on me. "Yeah, I just woke up," I replied, and then Luciano called me, "Lunawyn." He audibly made me halt back.
"Won't you sit here?" He asked. I purposely walked towards Trini, because if I had walked towards him directly, people would start saying I'm forcing myself on him.
"Ok," I replied. I sat down close to him in a small space that separated him and Victor. Victor shifted, and I adjusted comfortably.
"You smell nice, and the t-shirt really looks good on you," Luciano whispered into my ear. I smiled as I stared at the tree burn, "So how's your body?" He asked, concerned, "I'm good; at least I'm not feeling drowsy." I replied, and he smiled and gazed at the burning tree. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the tree as it slowly turned into ash.
I held my pocket and felt a metallic object; it was Luciano's key. I shoved my hands into my pocket and brought out his key. "Luciano, take this; it is your key," she said. Luciano took it from her hand and shoved it into his pocket before staring at the burning tree.
He stood up from the soft grass. "Everyone, let the blessings begin," he said, and everyone applauded him, with a smile on their faces.
The most people here were the teens who were going to receive their wolves.
Luciano sat down and gazed at the moon. I noticed his eyes glowing red. "Luciano, your eyes are red again," I said. He nodded. "It's ok; my eyes normally glow when looking at the moon, and also it's part of the event," he said.
"By the power of the moon goddess, the middle year festival shall be blessed with the gift of the wolf's," Luciano said like he was making some kind of incantation.
He was handed a bowl and a knife from Victor; he took it and stood up. He held the bowl and sliced his palm with the knife; he let his blood flow down to the bowl. When it had reached the quantity he wanted, he removed his hand from the bowl.
I could feel a strong bond drawing me to drink the blood, and to my surprise, it wasn't only affecting me, but it was affecting everyone. I held back, knowing the blood was needed for something more important. The blood had a special scent that I couldn't resist.
He walked to each teen and dropped a drop of blood on their mouth. When he had gone round, he dropped the bowl and raised his hand up. "My power has been shared; from now on, anyone who tests my blood, his wolf shall be active as their forever companion...." He said. "You are all now full werewolves blessed by the moon goddess," he said, the sounds of howlers filling the sky.
Luciano sat down and smiled, "Whoa, you were like a priest," I said. He smiled, "That's our tradition," he said.
His eyes were now slowly turning back to their original color. "Now you all are free!" He said, a smiling face formed on all the teens' faces, as they were already shapeshifted to werewolves. They all ran towards the gate and left.
"So where are they going now?" I asked, "They're going home; the festival is over." He said, smiling. I held his palm looking for the mark of the cut, but there wasn't any mark. I took the other hand, but it was the same in the other hand.
"Where's the injury?" I asked, confused. "I've told you before, when I look at the moon, I get more abilities than normal, so I can heal quickly...." He explained. "Alpha's abilities," I said.
Even when all the teens had left, we were still many on the field. I looked around and saw that everyone was staring at us, waiting for us to leave. "I think we should get going," I said to Luciano. He nodded and stood up; I followed him.
As we walked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The festival was over, and now we could finally relax. I looked at Luciano and saw that he was smiling; I smiled back at him.