Alpha Damon: Gwyddion’s frail body shook as he knelt before me, confessing his crimes. “What you did deserves capital punishment,” I told him through gritted teeth, trying to keep my anger in check. “I know, my lord. I am ready to accept whatever punishment I deserve, but the girl had to go home. She has suffered enough and nothing is going anywhere,” Gwyddion said. I frowned as my fingers dug painfully into the rough material of the throne chair. “So you thought you could take matters into your own hands,” I hollered, hitting my fist on the throne. “I was going to release her in a few days! She was my Luna. What made you think she was suffering?” Gwyddion looked at me with a look that showed me he didn’t believe what I was saying. Even I didn’t believe what I was saying. I knew my Luna hadn’t been entirely happy being away from her own family, but I had it all under control. “My conscience couldn’t take it, my lord. I’m sorry.” “You’re the one who kept pressurizing us and rem
Silver: “You can do this,” Tiffanie told me as she gave me a light squeeze on the shoulder. I pressed my lips together and nodded, getting ready to face my people and tell them what I knew. “I have second thoughts about this,” Victor voiced his doubts like he had been doing throughout our plan to reveal everything to everyone. “I don’t have a choice,” I almost choked when I remembered the graphic details of the letter my mate, the Alpha had sent me. After my return to our land, everyone kept asking where I had been, who took me and how I managed to return. As I had been released in a hurry, I never really got the chance to construct a believable lie so I just said the first things that came to my head. I knew telling them the truth would only cause their interest in wolves to awaken and might even fuel them to act without thinking, so I purposely kept everything about the wolves away from them. However, when I had received that dreadful letter, I knew telling my people the trut
Silver: “These are the latest silver bullets crafted from your father’s book like you showed us,” one of the soldiers told me. “Watch what happens when I shoot it at the target compared to a normal bullet.” I watched with eagerness as the soldier shot Rogu who was tied up, with the normal gun, but there was no scratch or reaction from him. However, when the soldier shot his left arm with the crafted silver bullet, Rogu began to writhe and scream out in pain. “It works,” I exclaimed. “That’s amazing!” “Unfortunately, we can’t kill him since he’s the werewolf available for us for testing,” the soldier explained. “That’s alright,” I told him. “We’re just getting ourselves prepared in case their Alpha declares war. There’s no telling whether we’ll actually have to fight them or not.” I inspected the other weapons the soldiers and technicians had created under such notice and was marveled at how good they were. At this point, Rogu who was the only test subject was begging for death b
Silver: “Who gave you the orders to do this? I never asked you to do this!” I yelled. During my daily supervision of our weapons and others, I had come to realize that on the testing field, Rogu was no longer the only test subject. There were several other men and women groaning and crying while silver bullets and knives poisoned with wolfsbane were used on them. “The queen approved it,” an elder told me. “Why are you testing these on innocent people? What does this solve?” I cried, as more soldiers shot bullets strategically into the bodies of the people tied on the ground. “Like you said, Silver, several other wolves have been living among us and unfortunately we couldn’t tell because we didn’t have their sense of smell. But after much studying and testing, we were able to find these ones. More will still be found too,” he said with a note of pride in his voice. “How do you even know they’re wolves?” I asked, finding the entire idea absurd. “We have people that can tell.” “
Silver: “I had second thoughts about your plan,” Victor said when I told him why had happened. “I knew something like this would happen. I just knew it.” My entire body was shaking. If word got back to the werewolves that their people were being killed just to test our weapons then we would be done for. They didn’t know what they were doing. They didn’t know how ruthless those man beasts could be. “If only you hadn’t outed Rogu to everyone,” Victor continued blaming as usual. “If only you hadn’t transformed. Couldn’t you just hold yourself…?” “Can you just shut up!” I yelled and he looked at me in surprise. “I get it. I messed up and you kind of warned me about it. But what is all of this ‘I told you so’ actually going to solve. Our lives are in danger but all you care about is reminding me what a fool I was and how right you were. It’s really tiring. If you don’t have a solution then just shut up and stop adding to my problems.” Ever since I got back, everything and everyone had
Alpha Damon: “My lord,” my guard announced, barging into my throne room. “Rogu is here.” I frowned and squeezed the staff I was holding so tightly, it would have broken into several pieces if it were glass. Without wasting any extra second, I stood up and followed him. I could hear Rogu’s voice but couldn’t see him. His voice was strained as he spoke, like he was in severe pain and several people were gathered around the place it was coming from. I pushed my way through and everyone who saw me cleared the way for me as I walked up to him. When I saw him I was taken aback. He looked terrible. His clothes were torn and he had several marks on his body, almost on every spot that was visible. His hair was clean shaved and the rest of him looked bruised and bloody. Beside him, other people, both male and female who looked just as bad as he was looked at me with dreadful gazes. “What’s going on here?” I asked, but my voice was softer. “We escaped. Master Rogu helped us escape,” one
Alpha Damon:When I saw Gwyddion’s body dangling as he used his last moment to try and detach the rope tightened around his neck and wringing his life away from him, I was half-tempted to run to the executioners and order them to let him free. Maybe it was my fear or my anger, but I remained rooted on the spot, watching the man I had respected for ages fight a little more until his body hanged limply. A chilly silence spread throughout the crowd. I had made my point clear. Their sweet Alpha was gone, and a hard one had taken his place. After five executions the past week alone, only a desperate fool would try to cross me at that point. I had to admit. A part of me had assumed I would finally get a response from the goddess, or something would stop his death from happening. I had been so confident about it, that in a way his execution could have been regarded as bait for them, but no such thing happened. The silence of the goddess gave me all the confirmation I needed. They were
Silver:I was in prison when it happened. Unexpectedly. Unplanned. No one saw it coming. I had washed my hands off their practice and in my last act of heroism, had rescued the werewolves that had been used as test subjects. For that reason, I was deemed an enemy of the nation and jailed, awaiting trial. I knew that rescuing the wolves, especially Rogu would increase the chances of the war getting more heated but it was a risk I was willing to take than to see innocent lives taken for no reason. It was my second time in prison, and human prison was considerably better than the wolf dungeon so I didn’t complain. No one came to visit me, not even my sister. Lately, she had become putty in Simon’s hands, only doing whatever he said and since we were no longer on good terms after our fallout, that meant she never came to see me. I heard the shouts of the people first, before the sound of hooves in their hundreds pounding the ground. I covered my ears, thinking it was just our men
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