Silver: I froze in my steps after the large man had spoken. He didn't look friendly. How could I be so sure Alpha Damon had truly sent him? What made him think I would choose him over the first man? “Don’t listen to him!” the man who wanted me to come into his house muttered and roughly pulled me to him. “Follow me if you want to live.” The large man sighed in frustration like my skepticism was simply an inconvenience to his afternoon plans. Had he really been sent by the King or was this simply a ruse to get me first? On the other hand, if he was one of the other wolves, I doubted he would even bother to try to convince me to go with him. He would just rip me to shreds, no questions asked. Maybe he wanted me for sinister reasons. That was even worse. I allowed the homely man to lead me to his house while maintaining eye contact with the large man. How did the King expect me to trust such a scary-looking man? Perhaps he was banking on the fact that I would be so terrified by the o
Silver: His confession confused me even more. He had no idea about the supposed mind link Terah had sworn he sent. Had Terah made it all up? But why? Just to get me to follow him? How did he know I could even do anything? Something didn't add up here. “Aurelia,” the King called and the puny maid appeared before him. “Yes, Your Highness.” “Call Terah immediately.” She left to do as she was told and I wrapped my arms around my legs. “He's coming here?” I asked. “Now?” He placed his hand under his head on the pillow as he watched me. “Do you have a problem with that?” I did. I had just gotten my faux wolf status. I didn't want to stand out for being with the King in a suspicious way. I was on his bed, sitting down right beside him. Anyone could easily misinterpret the situation. “Not really a problem, but I don't think he will understand what I'm doing here. In your room,” I answered, feeling awkward all of a sudden. I wrapped my arms tighter around myself but it still didn't s
Alpha Damon: I ignored the look that Silver gave me when I instructed Aurelia to take her away. As much as I would have liked her to remain with me and finish what we started, I had more important things to deal with than my pleasure. Fortunately, she didn't make a big deal about it but left with the maid without a second’s backward glance at me. My kingdom was under attack and I had to do something about it. This was not the first time my kingdom had threatened to divide or some threat had arrived from somewhere outside the kingdom, yet strangely, this time it felt more serious than the rest. This time, it wasn't just a sudden attack from rogues or a group wanting to secede from the Kingdom. This time, it was a carefully constructed series of events that seemed to employ every kind of force there was. If I didn't do something about it soon, I would lose everything I had worked so hard for, and my kingdom would reduce to nothing. The attack on the rogues had only been a decoy to ge
Silver:“Let's go,” Aurelia told me with her lips pressed together. I sighed before getting up and going with the woman. There was no need to throw a tantrum over something that I had no control over. When Alpha Damon made a decree like this, it always stood, regardless of who it was for. I didn't turn back to look at him. At least now, I was no longer at the harem but directly under his roof so I felt much safer. Plus, now I smelt like a wolf so it would be way easier to blend in. Aurelia led me through several hallways and we passed many rooms. I wondered if they were all occupied and if so, how many people actually lived in the palace of the King. We kept walking in silence until we reached the last room in the hallway. She unlocked the door to the room which was set apart from all the others and got in. I followed after her and noticed how musty the room smelled. It was extremely dark so she opened the windows which gave off a rickety sound when she did. She lit a candle that
Alpha Damon: “What exactly will you tell her when she comes in here?” I asked Gwyddion when he suggested bringing Silver over. He was more excited about divulging the news to Silver than in making any actual plans to do it correctly. “I need to tell her…” he squealed and I cringed at the unnatural sound. “To tell her what? That she's the chosen one? You already did that.” “But now I have actual proof.” “You’re only going to end up scaring her.” “But she has to know,” he said sharply, surprising me. I crossed my arms. “And if you tell her, what happens then? She, who is already terrified of living here will now be told about the huge role she has to play for the same people who want her dead. Do you think she will want to do it? Especially when you have no idea what the role actually is? Think about it.” “Enough,” he barked and my eyes widened. Since when did the soft-spoken Gwyddion ever bark at his Alpha? “I know you think I'm old and that I am not so capable of making good
Alpha Damon:“Our King is dead?” someone whose voice I didn’t recognize screamed in fright. The voice sounded vague, like I was underwater. That didn’t sound right. I tried to stretch my limbs, or get up and tell whoever had said that that I was alive and could hear them, but I seemed to have no control over my body. My eyes remained shut and my limbs remained limp at my sides. If I could feel my heart at that moment, it would have been pounding wildly. What was wrong? I could hear, yet I couldn’t do anything else. What if whoever had said that was right? What if I was really dead? What did it feel like to be dead? Perhaps I was at the last stage between life and death where I could hear but not react. I couldn’t feel anything, not even pain, and I couldn’t remember anything that had happened before now. “I don’t know,” someone else said, sounding equally frantic, although the voice was still vague. "Call the physician immediately. He doesn’t seem to be breathing.”No. Not the phys
Silver:The freezing cold air of the evening blew past me and brought me back to reality once I ran outside the palace building. I had no idea where I was going. In my haste to save Alpha Damon, I had rushed out of the building, forgetting I had no idea where Gwyddion stayed or where I was supposed to begin looking. Unfortunately, after running out so abruptly, finding Gwyddion happened to be the least of my concerns. Outside, a few guards found me and immediately pointed their swords toward me. I stepped backwards, but only hit the pointy tip of another guard’s sword behind me. Alpha Damon had not introduced me to any of the workers in his palace yet. From their perspective, I was nothing but an intruder. I raised my hands above my head in surrender, but that didn't stop them from seeing me as a culprit. None of the guards looked familiar, so I couldn't hope any of them would recognize my face from the last time I was here. The only person who knew my connection with the King was A
Silver: “You’re lying!” I screamed at him, rejecting the news. “He has to be alive.” “Cover her mouth. The rest must not know this yet,” Gwyddion instructed Terah who grabbed me and covered my mouth. I struggled against him to free myself, but his grip only became stronger. He was a guard after all and I was only a grieving human. What could I except? “Calm down,” Terah said to me with a note of annoyance in his voice. “Acting like this won't bring him back, so why bother?” “Silver,” Gwyddion addressed me in a soothing voice. “Your life here is in danger. If people find out the King is dead, all the people who weren't able to get to you because of his protection will finally have a chance to finish you. You have to calm down until I think of something.” My sobs reduced to a whimper as what he said began to make sense to me. I already knew this, but having him repeat the words just made it more concrete. I wasn't even given the chance to mourn the loss of the King. I was thrown ba
Silver’s POV Five Years later: “To our fifth year of harmony!” Bottles clinked and deep voices rang out in cheers as everyone joined in the merriment. The feast was bigger than any other preceding it, and each row and column was filled with human and wolf alike, drinking and laughing, talking and dancing as the joys of merriment engulfed them. It was such a beautiful sight. This was something that had never been done in millennia, but had somehow been achieved during our time. It was a feast we held to celebrate the day the war had officially ended, and even though it was the fifth year, it still felt unreal and made me feel jittery whenever I looked at the sincere faces of everyone having fun. Sometimes it felt like the entire beef between human and wolf never even happened. That felt like such a long time ago, like a dream whose parts I couldn’t clearly remember anymore. The dream could have never become a reality if not for the gods’ interference, that was for sure. Th
Silver: “I can’t. My sister is here,” I said, turning to show him my sister, but of course he couldn’t see her in the pitch blackness. “I’m with Lord Tyrel,” Damon said. “He’ll keep an eye on her. This is really important.” “Hello, Luna,” a deep voice which I assumed must be Tyrel’s spoke. I stepped back defensively. “I’m not leaving my sister with any of your Lords after what I’ve been through,” I snarled. I didn’t care that this lord Tyrel could hear me. There was no way I would let her near any of the men who had gladly sought my death. Damon sighed and held my hand again. I wanted to slap his hand away, but it was warm and relaxing , a contrast from anything I had witnessed all night. “The reason why Rogu was able to get so many people on his side was because he used magic. Some of my men were infected, but now the black magic is gone, I promise you.” I laughed drily. “You really expect me to believe that?” “It’s the truth. That’s how he was able to get the
Silver: I stood in awe as the bright apparition came closer. I had told Tiffanie all about the goddess of time, but like other things I had said, she didn’t believe me then. She stood there frozen with her mouth open as the apparition drew closer. I waited, surprised by the fact that I was greatly excited to meet Oge even though I had borne a huge resentment for her abandoning us after so long. The wolf’s loud and scary howls turned into soft scared purs as it ran away when the goddess approached. Once again, I had been saved from certain death from her timely intervention. As the figure kept approaching however, I slowly began to realize it looked more familiar than usual. It was a woman alright, but not Oge. “Mom?” My sister called out uncertainly. My lips could not form words. Right there in front of me was my mother who had been torn to shreds in front of me a day before, standing in front of me with no marks on her face and looking like a smiling angel. “Silver,
Silver: The noise coming from outside was enough to scare anyone to death. It was evident the human soldiers had finally rallied together and mobilized their weapons and men to fight for them. I was in the room Xavier had ordered his men to place me and I crouched by a corner holding my sister who was even more scared than I was. “Should we go out?” Tiffanie asked with a trembling voice. “We need a better place to hide…” She couldn’t complete the rest of her sentence because a loud crash sounded above us. Never in my life had I heard anything as terrifying as the things I heard that day, not even the day Rogu had planted grenades around Alpha Damon’s palace. “It’s too dangerous to go out there,” I screamed over the loud explosions. “This is the best place we can be at this point.” More explosions occurred, which made Tiffanie and me shudder at each sound. I wasn’t sure I could ever remain normal even if I somehow survived this. After watching my mother get murdered right i
Alpha Damon: “All these years. It was you!” I barked at Rogu who had been tied up at my command. To say I was furious would be a huge understatement. I felt the pain all over again, but this time it wasn’t just the pain of losing my mother, it was the pain of losing my senses, the love of my life and years of happiness I would have had, all because I allowed Rogu to play with my head. I didn’t have to wait for a response from him. I knew Silver’s mother was right. From the look on Rogu’s face as I manhandled him, to the emotions I could feel through him, I knew he was guilty. All those years when I was just an eight year old boy on a walk with his mother and witnessing her murder right in front of me, it had been Rogu all along. He had killed her by mistake because he meant to kill Silver’s mother, a fellow wolf. I had assumed Silver’s father was the murderer simply because he had tried to help me resuscitate her, and because I had been told humans were nothing but trouble and
Silver: It took a while for me to realize that the voice screaming was mine. I watched in horror as my mother’s body was carted away from the room by the other two wolves, while the one who had done the biggest damage stayed back to watch me. Tiffanie was on the floor, rolling and crying. I didn’t know what to do. My mother no longer looked like my mother. She was gone. She was dead. Right after I finally got her back. I fell to the floor without noticing the wolf that was watching me with keen eyes. I wondered why he wouldn’t pounce on me already. It was as if all they wanted was my mother, but then what was the gain in killing her? It made no sense. They had been safe before I arrived. Was it my fault? Had I been the one to draw the rabid wolves here with my scent? I hated myself then. I blamed myself for everything. After everything I had been through to come back to my mother and to protect my family, she had been taken from me within a few split seconds. As I lay on the flo
Silver: “This is great news,” I squealed. For the first time since I discovered I was part werewolf, I was proud of it. It had saved my life and that of my sister after all. “How did it happen?” “When the wolves came, everywhere was a mess. Fortunately, our house is a little hidden so not many came here. Two came to carry us. They called us freaks and tried to kill mom and one started touching me inappropriately,” she said, rubbing her elbows and looking away as she recounted the unfavorable incident. My hands balled into fists. “Something just snapped within me and before I knew it I was on the floor like an animal, tearing into their flesh.” “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I said, before flopping on the couch. I was extremely exhausted. “But I’m happy we can defend ourselves.” “Why do you look so bad?” She asked me, taking in my roughed up appearance and the blood all over my clothes. “I’m exhausted and…” I said, struggling to speak now that the adrenaline that
Silver:My chest constricted and I began to cough violently until I shifted back into my human self. I stood up immediately and went back to join the others, not willing to draw any attention to the fact that I had just killed a wolf. “Let’s go,” I choked out and fortunately, no one asked me any stupid questions, just followed me. I limped as I led the way, my entire body in pain. I had no idea where I was taking them, but as long as we were moving, I was fine. I wasn’t sure if there was any place that hadn’t yet been run down by the wolves already. “Marc,” someone called and I glanced around but didn’t see anyone. “Psst. Hey. Down here.” We all looked down at the same time and I jumped when I saw the faint outline of a body through a hole in the ground that could pass for a sewer. “Jimmy?” The man in our group who must have been named Marc called back. “What are you doing in the ground?” “Just wait, I’ll be right there,” Jimmy said, disappearing from our view. My head was poun
Silver: I heard the voices of so many people at once, even though they were trying to whisper. I knew some other people had walked in through the door, but I couldn't see them, so I couldn't deduce their number or whose side they were on. "They might not check here. They know this is a prison and they have no us for prisoners, at least not yet," I heard one say. "Shut the door!" the woman with a child cried out. "You'll make them find us!" "Don't reveal our hiding place," another prisoner said. "Go soemwhwere else before you haev us killed in your place." There was arguing among the prisoners and those who wanted to hide with us for a few minutes. I found it very stupid to engage in an argument at this point. It wasn't like the prisoners could come out of their cells and chase the new people away. "Everyone stop!" the man who always managed to have information barked and everywhere quieted down. "The more we argue, the more we increase our chances of being seen. We h