Silver: “Can you guys stop?” I yelled, but no one reacted to my voice. They were all bawling and shoring at one another, each trying to make their voice the loudest. It was a ridiculous sight. Each thought they were right, and watching them now, Philippe and the physician arguing with the others, I wondered whether this was their way of coping with their King's supposed death. His body was right there but they were more focused on raising their voices. Even Philippe seemed to have forgotten that Terah was his senior in rank from the way he was running his mouth. This was not the plan. I didn't know exactly what the plan was, but I just knew this wasn't it. Even Gwyddion was fighting and that was definitely not something anyone wanted to see. Men were the same everywhere, whether werewolf or human, I thought, rolling my eyes. They always fought over the most unnecessary things and later, they would say women were the more dramatic ones. “Tell them I wouldn't want them to fight if I
Silver: “What do we do now? Are we to announce his death? What will happen when they want to bury him?” I asked, starting to feel uncomfortable about the whole thing. The more I thought about this plan, the more I was sure it would fail. “Calm down…” Gwyddion started. “She’s right,” Terah said, frowning at the druid. “She may be right, but we're already deep in this and it's too late to withdraw now," he said with a note of impatience in his voice. “We have two options, but both of them involve telling someone else.” “What happened to not trusting anyone?” I asked angrily. “Who else do you plan to tell any of this without putting us in trouble?” “What else do you suggest we do then, human?” he responded, putting emphasis on my human status. He sounded just as angry as I did and it scared me because his anger only meant one thing. He was just as tensed as we were probably because he had doubts of his own. ”Why don't you ask your King?” I frowned at him but said nothing in respon
Silver: “Now we have our answer,” Gwyddion smiled. “Are you satisfied, Terah?” Terah couldn't meet his gaze. His face was still pressed to the floor and I kind of felt bad for him. However, it was his fault. I would have never known that about him if he hadn't been so aggressive. “Why didn't you answer me before?” I asked Alpha Damon out loud. “You’ll soon be Luna. You have to start solving problems. Take this as training. Figure it out,” his voice rang in my head. I sighed in indignation as I suppressed the urge to push him over once again. “Since he won't say anything, I think we should really tell someone.” Gwyddion urged. “Who?” I asked sharply, pouring my anger at Damon on him. He didn't seem to mind. “Rogu.” “What?” I asked and even Terah looked up at him. Gwyddion nodded. “Yes. He is the next in line since the Alpha has no heir and therefore, he has all the power to protect our lie. Like I said before, I'm sure of Rogu’s innocence because all the odds are pointing at
Silver: There was a girl in front of me, a very familiar-looking girl. She was holding the hand of an equally familiar-looking boy and walking away. They were walking away from me so I couldn't see their faces, but from their build, I was sure I knew them. I got excited at seeing them, even though I wasn’t sure why, so I followed them, running as fast as my legs could carry me, which wasn't far. The boy and girl entered a bend and that was when I saw the sides of their faces and recognized them. Tiffanie and Victor. My sister and best friend. I stopped running and my excitement increased. Somehow, I had finally made it out of the werewolf Kingdom and I was now reunited with my family. I started running again, my excitement giving me more strength than I thought possible. However, it seemed like the more I ran, the faster they walked. “Hey! Wait up. Tiffanie! Victor!” I called out, but they didn't seem to hear me. As a matter of fact, it was difficult to hear my own voice. It soun
Silver: “How do you feel?” Gwyddion asked me. The physician had gone out to announce to specific people that I was now conscious and fortunately, Gwyddion returned alone to check up on me. “Good,” I said, not really sure how to respond to how I was feeling after having been told I was in a coma for a whole week. “We were all worried,” he said, touching my hair. I flinched a little and he noticed and removed his hand. I wasn't particularly against anyone touching my hair, but no one ever touched my hair so it felt weird. “What happened to me?” I asked, needing to confirm what the physician had said. “Where was I found? How did I fall into this coma?” He sighed and took a seat next to me with a crestfallen look on his face. I wondered why he looked like he was responsible for my accident. I hoped not. “Right before the Alpha’s men came to see his body, I was instructed by the Moon Goddess to take you to another room. You protested, but I forced you there anyway. Now I wish I didn'
Silver: Being on his chest felt so comfortable. I could smell his scent which was mildly intoxicating and his bodily heat just relaxed me beyond measure. He urged me to breathe more and I did, taking deep breaths until my nose turned red. “What happened?” he asked me when I had calmed down. “I don't know…I remembered something, but it never happened,” I said. I didn't want to think about it for fear of what had happened coming back again. I didn't think I could endure such immense pain again. “A hallucination?” he asked and I nodded. “What was it about?” I looked into his tender gray eyes and my mind went back to lone wolf I had seen in my vision, for that was what I had decided to call that small adventure of my mind. She had the most glittering purple eyes I had ever seen, something I didn't think was possible. “I saw my sister and my best friend, but I couldn't call out to them no matter how I tried. And just when I thought I had escaped the wolves altogether, I saw a wolf w
Silver: Alpha Damon was breathing fast and looking down at me with an expression that told me he wished he could take his worst back. I looked back at him, unsure of what to do or how to react. After a few moments, he sat back down and faced me. “You just can't leave now,” he said. “There is so much to do. We're this close to finding out who wants me dead and considering the fact you were hurt as well, you've become their next target. I promise to protect you no matter the cost, but you can't leave now.” I turned away. What did I even expect? Of course, he would choose his Kingdom over my sanity. “No one has told you this, but we have a suspect.” That piqued my interest. “Who?” I asked. “Gerald.” I gasped. Sure he was wily enough, but was he that wily? “How did you find out?” “We don't have enough proof yet, but there are certain things he has said each time he comes to see my body.” “Why does he come often to see the body? Is he not convinced you're dead?” I asked and he
Alpha Damon: While I was slightly irritated by Gwyddion and the physician’s petty fight, I couldn't help but be thankful for it. The seriousness of everything before now had been too uncomfortable for me. When I saw Silver trying to conceal her laughter, I almost lost it and began to laugh myself, but I had to keep it together. While these men always argued and fought each time they were within two feet of each other, it didn't take away the fact that they were respectful men with high responsibility. The similarity in their occupations had them constantly fighting, trying to decide whose position was higher and more important and it would never stop, but that did not take their nobility away. “Gwyddion,” I called. “Yes, Your Majesty.” “Go ahead.” I had just opened a can of worms. Calling Gwyddion first gave off the impression that it was his opinion I respected the most which was quite far from the truth. The only reason I had begun to see Gwyddion more and more was because of