Into The Darkside

With her intense training since she was born, Alpha Ciandra’s physical agility was infinite. Climbing down the mountain was a piece of cake and as she walked towards the neighboring pack, Free Pack, she knew in no time she would be inside the Dark Shadow Pack.

She passed in front of the Free Pack and the wolves guarding the gates lowered their heads with respect and pleasing smiles. She returned the smile and continued her walk. She was a respected and renowned alpha who kept everyone under control.

When her father had given her the letter from the elders of the Dark Shadow Pack, she had accepted it like a pro. She had written to them a week earlier, informing them she would arrive soon. After she read the words on it, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Foreal, hadn’t she sent the letter saying she would go?

A few days later, she had learned why they had sent that letter with the order, the Dark Shadow Pack’s alpha was one mean son of a bitch who expected nothing but perfection.

She met a group of werewolves on foot guarding a black car, and immediately she knew an alpha was inside. When she made eye contact with a wolf from her pack, she smiled encouragingly and sent a link to her, “I am proud of you.”

Midday, the sun burnt her beautiful smooth skin, but she couldn’t care less. She drank the water from her bottle and looked around. She wanted to relieve herself so badly, seeing no one was around, she begged the moon goddess's forgiveness for defiling her nature and went into the forest not far from the road.

As she wore her trouser, she saw an owl and she could swear it was the same as the one she saw earlier. She shooed it away and picked her bag from the ground. Energized after she relieved herself, Alpha Ciandra started running, she wanted to arrive at the pack before nightfall. “You should have taken my offer.” Beta Garrick’s voice came into her mind.

Chuckling, she increased her pace. She had said no to Beta Garrick after he asked her if she would like a carriage or a car to drive her to the Dark Shadow Pack. Her answer had been sweet and short, “I am not a princess, princess.”

A few hours later, Alpha Ciandra’s eyes laid on a stone resting near a tree,  she sat with a contented sigh and drank her water again. She couldn’t help but look up, unluckily, what she was looking at was far away and there was no way she could see it.

For the rest of the journey, she chanted how grateful she was to have been given such a satisfying duty to perform.

After three long hot hours, she saw Dark Shadow Pack’s packhouse from a distance, she stopped in her tracks and finished the remaining water she had left. Thankfully, she wasn’t sweaty at all, she was happy because the last thing she needed was to reek of sweat in front of someone she had trained herself to protect.

The bar was set high for her and she had long ago accepted her fate, all the werewolves from all the packs around her pack expected her not to get tired or to break a sweat, she was Alpha Ciandra for fuck’s sake.

The gate opened for her, and she wasn’t perturbed when she found the beta of the Dark Shadow Pack waiting for her. Did he call the pack and asked where what time she left and timed her? Maybe even watching?

She would have wondered, but again, she wasn’t the type to dwell on unimportant matters, the beta was waiting for her, so what? Alpha Ciandra marched to him, head held high, strong and confident radiating from her eyes, she introduced herself politely, “hi, I am…”

“I know who you are, follow me.”

Rude!

Alpha Ciandra almost scoffed but caught herself, she walked beside the man and said nothing. She trained of this, hell, she had been the one training the werewolves about what and what not to expect once they arrived at their destined pack to guard. 

The packhouse was beautifully built with rows of white and blue flowers arranged in a row around it. On her left, there were small houses she didn’t want to ask about and then on the right, there was what seemed to be an apartment.

“It is beautiful, isn’t it?” the man finally decided to talk.

“Indeed.” She said.

“Okay, now. Feel welcomed. I am Beta Pierre by the way, they bestowed me the honor to show you around the packhouse.” He stopped in front of the packhouse.

“Thank you, Beta Pierre.” She humbly replied.

Beta Pierre showed Alpha Ciandra around, and she couldn’t help but awe each time he showed her a room. Once they finished checking the rooms and offices inside the packhouse, they headed to the small house she saw earlier, it appeared to be unoccupied, she could have asked why and what, but one look from Beta Pierre and she knew the questions weren’t welcomed. After all, it wasn’t her first day in college, right? 

“Prick.” She whispered.

“What?”

“Nothing.” She cleared her throat and followed him to the apartment.

“Beta Pierre, you have been summoned.” A wolf called out.

Nodding at the wolf, Beta Pierre eyed Alpha Ciandra with eyes that would kill. Unfortunately, he didn’t get the reactions he was expecting, Alpha Ciandra shared the same look as him, she wasn’t going to cower, not now, not ever. Beta Pierre coughed awkwardly and informed her, “okay. For now, relax then we shall continue later.” 

He left Alpha Ciandra standing there feeling like a fool, if it were any other person, they would have been angry, but not her, Alpha Ciandra wasn’t just someone. “Relax my foot.” She cursed mentally and looked around in the search of something to sit her ass down. Seriously, didn’t Beta Pierre think of offering her a stool or something? Even the damn water?

She had the respect and patience of a saint, and it was why she was who she was. As the sun went down, she sat here silently, watching wolves walking past her as if she was a lost wolf with nowhere else to be.

Her stomach growled, making a she-wolf walking past her look pack, she smiled and stopped immediately when the wolf narrowed her eyes at her. Hunger wasn’t a problem anymore, what was an issue was a wolf elder approaching her with her legs shaking. Alpha Ciandra shot to her feet, ready to help the old she-wolf. 

“Sit, my child.” She said. 

Right, sit where?

She remained standing till the wolf arrived where she was, “goddess, I am sorry about that. Didn’t that fool give you a chair?” 

Alpha Ciandra looked at the stone she sat, on and greeted, “good evening, no he did not.” 

“He is something, once again, I apologize. I am Elder Delora, come.” 

“Thank you.” Alpha Ciandra said with an honest smile on her face. She stood while asking, “where is Alpha Alphonso?”