Jax In the middle of the forest, I lay in my birth suit once again, against a huge oak with my eyes closed. Blue has had his lengthy run- along with two rabbits- ugh, I could still taste it on my tongue. But he’s sated and resting, finally leaving me to my thoughts. Since my return, I have done nothing but think. First about Emily- who I am over BTW, and then about my doctoring. I sent in an email advising them to look into someone new last week but now after learning about Meg’s plight- Now, I think I should leave the pack and take Meg along with me. At the very start, I knew Meg was different. Sure, her aura was dull and her wolf spoke to Blue and me alone- which was weird and part of which I speak of. Also, I don’t mean the part where Meg- I grin just thinking about how her nose twitched- curled up her nose in disgust for certain things- my cologne for one. And before that, she didn’t like the dishwashing liquid I used. And she was always sweating and also smelled differently.
Meg Something moved in my stomach. I think it is the first time our baby is moving as well. Or might be wind. How long does a foetus take to move? Either way- Alpha Soren- whatever his middle name is, if he has one- Aaberg is going to be a father. Baby Aaberg. I sounded it out in my head. Hmm. Currently, we are at the riverbed, Jax and I, but far from the usual crowded or overpopulated areas of the pack. The thick trees around us would even conceal us from nearby eyes even if we were spotted. And the plants surrounding us are Akon- Greek and when translated means dart. The dart plant or monkshood, name comes from the sepal, the outer part of the flower, that covers the bud as it develops and supports the petals. The sepal resembles the cowl that monks used to wear. But it is more commonly known by most as 'wolfsbane'. Rumoured to be so powerful that even the Gods used it. Athena used it to turn Arachne into a spider. Hecate is said to have discovered the poison and used it to k*l
Jax’s POV Taking the flavoured water, I hand it over to her after opening the plastic bottle, Megan takes a long drink before she answers me. She's distracted thinking of the muscled woman, who could be no more than five years our senior. “Uh, yeah, I guess, if you’re into the bad attitude, would beat you up type. I heard she ate a dog once. It’s a rumour I do not believe but it does give me some sort of entertainment." Laughing at the last part, Meg covers her mouth when it turns to giggles. Grinning because I achieved my goal, my stomach grumbled then, reminding me of the purpose of bringing a basket of goodies. But her smile vanishes when I open the kit that has- hmm, beef sandwiches. Yum. After a light meal, Meg watches while I give Blue reign over me and he alters into the wolf. Her entire face lights up and he walks over to her, encouraging her and Red to touch him. He hopes it will encourage Meg to give her wolf this chance as well. Red is in awe and Blue tells me she lo
Miles and miles away on the other side of the mountainThe old wolf, Rael, knew he was not alone anymore. His nose didn’t work like it used to, neither his eyes but his senses did and he could feel it in the air. The electricity, the stillness of it. His human, Varian, is almost too weak to think from starvation. At the edge of a desolate clearing stood a crooked figure draped in tattered robes, the wizard of dubious repute known as Malakar. Of course, they did not know he was a wizard but they could tell he was some sort of powerful. They’d only met the creature NEVER before. But the skinny frail-looking man with the thin long black and white somewhat lengthy beard was familiar to them, and though Rael was startled to come across the tatted cloak-wearing man, the wolf did not show it. At least he thinks he hid his emotions well. See, Rael and his human had been dreaming of the wizard weeks before. And he’d always pointed towards the waterfall- which is where they were right now.
Meg “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta then omega in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side. The alpha holds the highest rank of all, and nobody questions his leadership. In some packs, some do try to take the leader roles and a fight to the death happens- most times the alpha wins and either kills the attempted mutineer or he disowns him from the pack as the act of defiance can never be forgiven. Exile is better than death. You will then be a rogue- a wolf without a pack. Defenceless as your family has the choice of leaving the pack with you and being out of the protection of their pack and alpha or they can choose to stay within the pack and sever ties with you. Beta is the next alpha chosen by the alpha himself. In
MegHe never did hit me, but I guess he still wants the pack members to think this way. I remain tranquil but something inside me dies. He prefers the pack think he beat me into submission, rather than what he actually did...what sort of injuries did they think he gave me that required me to stay away for weeks? Werewolves heal fast, even if my bones were broken, I would recover in a week, whereas a regular werewolf- mere hours. Unless they thought- a sickening emotion comes over me. Red acknowledges it as well. The pack was under the impression the alpha punished me daily- no weekly because I am omega. And they were okay with it? And even dared to poke fun at me just now? When the door closes behind the beta, he hisses quietly, “What the f*ck do you want? This?” He grabs at the front of his pants- the zipper area.This fool.Since I am used to his snake patterns by now, I grate out, “You despicable leach. You are so ashamed of me that you want them to think you abuse me, instead of
Meanwhile The wizard had done his homework. He’d seen the weak pack members dying throughout the years of exile. Their God or Goddess- whatever, didn’t seem to care much for them. They mostly descended into madness because their former alpha- yes, Varian here is not an alpha in any sense at all. He’d lost his power when he was thrown out of his pack. Varian and maybe hundreds of his followers were allowed to flee, safely. Malakar supposed they remained loyal to him, which is why they looked to Varian still as their leader. But the bond that once united them was shattered. Usually, they become feral and attack anything in sight- even their families. Starvation gnaws their sanity which would aid in driving them to do desperate self-destructive acts. Lacking the alpha’s stabilizing influence is what spirals them into turmoil and their sense of purpose. The pack would disintegrate into a frenzied chaotic mass, tearing itself apart from within until nothing remains but desolation. Usual
A.N *Trigger warning- suicidal thoughts ahead. Meg Our alpha is my mate! I know it to be true just as the life growing inside me. I honestly do not think it is wishful thinking on my part as Blue puts it. But why don’t I feel this fierceness that everyone talks about? I just feel- disgust- for him- for me... Jax had asked me if I felt any type of joy at the sight of the alpha. My answer was no. “Hmm, well Juliet, had he really been your mate you would know because when you do the –er- stuff,” he made a motion of a circle with one hand and stuck his index finger from his other hand inside the centre. The understood sign for s*x. “You would feel the fulfilment. Like my mother said when the mate-bond was filled, for her and my father, nothing made sense and yet everything did. She would have given her life in a heartbeat for him- above all else. Even me. And my father for her.” His tone had gone quiet. “And when she lost my father, she almost died too. Do you feel that way?” I had