Chapter Thirty-six: how interesting?

                                    

                                          







Krystal's POV






   I walked into the temple physically exhausted. I was right, Frost was a good challenge, an exhausting one. We raced, he cheated, I beat him up, and surprisingly cried while trying to heal his wound. Then we laughed, we fought and he made his ancestors proud. He was almost as strong as I was. Keyword, almost.
«I wish he was my mate,» Wynter chirped. I rolled my eyes.
   "Krystal, are you singing?" Grandpa Merlin asked with a stunned expression on his face. I didn't know I was singing but seeing him, I felt the strong urge to hug him and I did. "Whoa! What's gotten into you, princess?"
   "Oh grandfather, today was the most confusing yet exciting day ever!" I squealed, squeezing his body tighter.
   "Any tighter and I'll be dead," he laughed. I released him slightly and rested my head on his. He wasn't very tall so it was doable. "What happened?"
   "Somebody met her mate," Lycia singsonged. I looked up and smiled at her. She stood on the balcony of the third floor, slurping from a cup of smoothies. "And she's smiling?"
   "Got a problem with it?"
   She stared at me quizzically. "I was just teasing like I always do but it seems as though you did meet your mate. Is he hot? How huge is his meat?"
   "Lycia!!!" Grandpa and Nigel shouted simultaneously as if she was trying to spoil their innocent little girl. Gross.
   "Nay just met a pretty interesting guy and two beautiful females."
   "Really?" She asked smirkingly, leaning on the rail. "How interesting are we talking about here? Zadd interesting or Rion interesting?" Nigel face-palmed himself while grandpa sighed.
   "Nigel interesting,"
   Her smile fell and her forehead crinkled up. "Well, that's boring,"
   "Um… ouch?" Nigel said with an expression of hurt.
   "Sorry, man but when I look at you, I go dry like sand," she said with a deadpan expression. As old as they were, Nigel, Lycia, Rion, and Lady Kimmy had a serious love triangle going on. I don't even care to know the details, it was never my business. But she would usually respond to Nigel sweetly because she's the one with unrequited love. "Anyway," she said buoyantly like she didn't just smash his pride. "So, no hot guy? Baby girl, that pussy of yours needs to be fucked," I sneered at her and gave her my middle finger which caused her to laugh.
   "I have some rogues to catch so I'm off," I kissed his cheek and blew her a kiss.
   "You are meeting with Liang?"  Lycia said chucklingly. I nodded reluctantly, my mood was officially ruined. Liang is a great teacher, and always rewarded me when I complete a test. The only problem was that he always gave me tests and missions outside my limits, and always make me undergo things that does not concern a winter witch. He was the only one among my teachers who still kept me on my toes. For example, he'd been trying to teach me how to control creatures of spring. And when I fail, he punished me. Like how am I supposed to control creatures of spring?





An_hour_later





   I jumped out of the way, my knees touching the ground as I landed. The giant porcupine badger's tail swatted the ground in front of me. I groaned as the earth shook. I was a lot distracted, thinking about Frost and Lynn, my supposed mate. He didn't try to step in when Ronny was attempting to bully me. I didn't look at him but I knew he was nonchalantly typing on his phone. We're both wolves so I knew he knew what I was to him, and that's the reason he was acting weird when we first met. Let's not forget about that comment about how good I will look on his bed. The audacity of that bastard.
   "Focus, Krystal. You must learn to control the creatures of the earth without driving your cold hands into their hearts!" Liang shouted from a tree far by.
   "Easy for you to say. you're an elf, you have the power to communicate with trees and animals. I can barely control the creatures of winter and you know that. Why am I doing this again?"
   "Being a seasonal guardian, you must respect the creation of the other guardians. If you don't learn to control your anger and bloodlust, you'll end up hurting their important creation and starting a conflict. Plus, you must learn to go beyond your limit and do the extraordinary."
   "How am I supposed to do that?"
   "Try to speak with it, Krystal, and don't kill for once."
   "That will be… showing… merCY!" I stressed, jumping at every word to avoid the spikes of the porcupine.
   "No, that will be dominating over others, showing them that you are their queen!"
«I like the sound of that, you up for it, Wynter?»
«But we have been trying to get it right for days now, what if we fail? He will make us clean his pet's litter box» Wynter whined. Liang had a cat, he loved the cat so much and it was the perfect punishment for me. Why? Giving a werewolf the job of bathing, grooming, washing the dishes, or cleaning the litter box of an overgrown 7ft jaguar-Lynx firing spitting cat isn't a good thing for their dignity. Especially when the litter box is an entire warehouse and he's a very dirty one and hates baths. And I wasn't allowed to hurt the hair on his head.
   Garfield was a cute cat, a witch turned him into what he was, to destroy Master Liang, but he ended up domesticating the creature. He could never change the cat back to its normal small fuzzy self, so he adopted it as his son. Yes, his son. Liang loves the cat a lot and the cat does too. Don't mistake it, Garfield is dangerous, but he is a darling when his ferociousness isn't activated. The other bad thing about the punishment is that the stupid cat loved kissing my body with his tongue. He was in love with Wynter, since the first day she tried to kill him on our very first shift.
«I mean, I am a werewolf and he is a cat, a brainless cat, not even a werecat. Things can't work between us» Wynter complained.
   "Focus, Krystal, and listen to their inward voices, reach out to them," Liang instructed calmly. The creature swept his tail, whacking me into a tree. I thumped on the tree like a bird against a window pane and groaned with pain.
   "Ow pain," I grunted. I fell on the ground, my left cheek kissing the ground and my butt in the air. I knelt up on all four and stared at the creature running towards me, roaring and swishing his tail. The porcupine badger duplicated itself into two. Concentrate. I stared at them intensely, shutting all sounds out. I inhaled and exhaled, focused my auctoritatiskinesis on them. They both pulled to an abrupt stop and bowed. I smiled and stood up excitedly.
   "Good job, Krystal," Liang said from behind me. I turned and smiled at the old elf. "Knew you could do it, that will be all for today," I nodded and went to the creatures. I pet them before they turn to dust. "You did well by not killing them. Here's your reward." I turned around, hoping to see a new gun, but what I saw made me gasp. Whoa! It was a long deer hook sword with a crescent-shaped hilt made out of moon crystal. The blade of the sword was silver with a spiky edge coated with some kind of blue gem. I could tell that those gems weren't normal. The handle had a snowflake symbol on it and the blade had a blue flame lining the sharp spiky edges. On the surface of the blade was the symbol of the winter witch. It was either a sacred weapon or custom-made.
   "Where did you get this from?"
   "It belongs to the former wielder of the winter beast. With this weapon in your possession, you are now fully the guardian of the beast; the dragon. You can summon her whenever you want."
   I took it with a big grin. "I'm one step closer to my goal."
   "Indeed, my dear, you are."