His shaky hands held the cloche, it felt so cold but he braced himself up and held onto it tightly.With his hands still holding on to the cloche,he looked back at Alpha Richard who still kept an expressionless face. Where was the smile that lit up his face few minutes ago? What could really be under the cloche that would make him be the one to open it? He thought to himself in a second as he looked at Alpha Richard and looked back again at the silver cloche."Go on!!...", Richard spoke out again, his icy cold voice clothed in darkness pierced him again as it struck fear into his heart.His eyes, being unstable at this point, it moved from the cloche to alpha Richard and then to the cloche.He braced himself up in the truth knowing that what was underneath the cloche was just food, probably a lemon mousse or so.Slowly he lifted up the cloche from the plate, an unpleasant smell escaped the plate as it struck his nose hardly, making his face squeeze, and with his eyes closed for a sec
Flashback to three nights before the current day, Martins Grey could be seen on the telephone call, holding it's handset close to his ears and with his left hand, he held the dialpad closely to himself.He stood close to an open window which displayed the clear blue sky which was gradually turning dark as the sun was leaving it's seat in readiness for the moon's arrival.The winds were blowing freely into the room, passing through the curtains, and blowing through his hair and cooling his warm skin, refreshing his soul and body as he talked deeply on the phone call. "Yeah! Yeah!! Sure. Look I get you. I get what you mean", Martins spoke out boldly and confidently, walking round the room with his head up high.He had his mind fixed in this conversation, all for this conversation, he had his mind set like a steel trap, thinking twice about every statement he made or will make which would give him an edge in the conversation.From the straight face he kept, the constant blinking and rol
Lucian had asked him on the phone to stop by at his palace to discuss his financial revolution and the day for the event had just arrived.The morning came, with the birds chirping at the window frame, their cheerful and melodic sounds gradually started turning to nuisance, and in a way disrupted the paradise he lived in all in his dreams.His enthusiastic thoughts had caused him to visualize the outcome if the days meeting with Lucian, but now, the birds had to make the process be like a wet weekend.Like a wet blanket, their chirping and their sounds discouraged Martins Grey from enjoying his perfect paradise.Walking up to the windows, the birds are frightened by his presence and flee for safety."Dumb birds!!", He groaned as he stood in front of the window with only his underwear on his body.His hair was a mess, scattered and disorganized in every direction, his eyes were sore and burning red, with blurred vision, he struggled to keep his eyes open for long while.But in his stru
He sat on the chair, his shoulders burning pain and anguish with Benjamin's large fist resting on them.Narrating his experience with Lucian to Richard had made his heart burn with guilt and pain, his eyes were already red with the amount of guilt welling up within him.But he knew that even with the tears and the repentant heart which he developed all of a sudden, it would still save him from the torture and torment he would receive, either that night, or any other time the alpha wolf decides to release them."I'm sorry...", Tears rushed down his eyes as his voice cracked due to tension and a broken heart. He considered his actions to have been good extreme, especially when he had talked ears of Bryan's wolflessness.He was the same man who had advised the alpha wolf to keep the information a secret from the entire werewolf world, but he went against his own words, shooting his mouth off and shooting himself in the foot all because of liquor.His mind had travelled to what would beco
He walked away from them, not concerned about whatever method they used to dump off Martin's body, all he cared about was the fulfilment he felt within himself, finally eliminating the traitor from the pack.As for the next pack doctor, he would arrange for a new specialist, someone who he would force to learn from Martin's mistakes, someone far better than Martins GreyHe walked away into the building, treading gracefully upon the flight of stairs heading over to the master bedroom. Opening the door slowly, the room was dimly lit, with the open windows, the cool breeze flew in to cool the roomLooking at Emily who laid on the bed, she had probably slept off after waiting for Richard for a long time.She laid on the bed, wrapping herself tightly, with her knees reaching her chest and her hands on her legs, she shivered a bit due to the cold she felt.Richard walked over to her, raising up the blanket which laid on the bed, he pulled it over her, covering her from her legs up to her n
He had made a promise, and never in a million years would he fail to keep it. His dearest Emily was so concerned about his welfare, the way she spoke to him, the way she looked at him, he could see the concern and the emotions rising in him.He could understand with her, everything sounded and seemed so sudden, and seeing Richard tuck the saddle on his horse confirmed the news which flew roundThe council meeting was a once in a while meeting, held only to deliberate on issues which proved or acted as a threat to the pack.Due to the strictness and moral doggedness of the council, their decisions has never been countered, and with Lucian's matter as the case study, the thought of countering the decision of the council was futile.It was a sudden decision made by the council, and if she probably heard about his decision, then Lucian would be well informed about his plans and would definitely build his own strategy.But Lucian's strategy won't work against his, he had something no other
He cuddled her tightly to himself, creating warmth which fought the effects of the cool winds,and while she held onto his body tightly, he reciprocated the act and held her closely.He placed his hand on her head, still stroking her light and silky hair, he began to feel the texture of the hair, the softness and the brightness of the hair intrigued him, caught all of his attention, making him lost in thoughts with the hair still in his hand.He rubbed his thumb and fingers around the hair, bringing some strands closer to his face, perceiving the sweetness of the oil she applied to the air, imbibing the sweet scented aroma which proceeded out of the hair.He looked out of the window to view the colour of the sky, the dusk was already setting in, he and his men were supposed to be riding off to the Dark wolves pack by this time but he was still with Emily.But he couldn't stay any longer, if he wasn't down with his men, then possibly someone might come up to the room to call him out.Lo
The hooves of the horses collided toughly with the ground as the horses moved swiftly above some broken trees and woods which laid on the floor, extending their arms and hocks energetically, and whining loudly as they galloped in large number in the direction of the dark wolves pack."Ya!!". The men yelled as they held onto the reins which were connected to the bridle tightly, moving at the same pace with which the horses moved, and the winds sweeping against the faces and their hair. They rode above the dry Rocky grounds and then over swampy areas, the hooves of the horses being dipped into the dirt stagnant water which happened to be on the ground, splashing them in the leaves of the weeds and the grasses which happened to be by the sides of the road.The atmosphere was gradually loosing light, the sun was finally out of the sky, but the sky managed to still hold enough lights for clear vision, at least, it was possible for the men to ride to a little farther distant then their cur
"Are you crying?", Bryan heard a familiar voice which caused him to jerk up from his posture. It was Harriet's, and she was alive."Oh Harriet", he said as he didn't hesitate to hug her deeply. He didn't know if he was the one who height her back to life, or what, but he was grateful, having another opportunity to hear her voice and have her by his side."You're choking me..!", She struggled to say with faint breath, constantly tapping him by his shoulders just so he could break the hug. He hugged her too tight, squeezing the last breath in her lungs, not until he was aware and finally broke the hug. He wouldn't want to be the cause of her second death and so smiled at her.He pressed his lips against hers. That feeling! He would kill himself if he never had the chance to taste the moisture in her lips. She had her hands wrapped around his neck, kissing and reciprocating his actions."You're alive.!", He said with an elated tone, still not able to comprehend what had happened."Yes."
What just happened? The silence in the room was a grave one as Bryan stood to watch the Caesar's head roll on the ground, his eyes still wide open while his body released blood profusely.It seemed as though Luke was on their side, evident in the way he turned swiftly and stood with them, pointing his sword towards them in his defense."Sorry, I'm late.. I just needed the time", he said with heavy breaths, huffing and puffing as he stood with them. How exciting it was! At the initial stage he doubted if he would fight his father's best friend, or if his daughter would fight her father, and surprisingly, he was on their side. There were more powerful forces on his side against Constantine.And speaking of Constantine, she didn't appreciate Luke's actions as the frown on her face had spoken her intentions clear to all of them. If only she knew how cute her porcelain skin was with her platinum blonde hair, then she would keep a smiley face. Yet it pleased him how it stung her deeply in
"I need you to promise me one thing.", Said Bryan as he held Harriet's hand, both standing in the middle on the room and staring into each other's eyesThe night had come, the night when he would battle his foes and would take back what belonged to him. He was nervous, constantly breathing just to keep up with the feeling within him.He heard of the stories of his father's greatest battle with an enemy so powerful. Was he as nervous as he was? Did his father fear the outcome of what would happen after that night just the same way he did?His thoughts ran wild, his mind picturing all the kinds of things which would happen during his battle with the Caesar. They were both positive and negative, successes and losses, yet he feared the latter between the two choices."What is it?", She stood like a loyal lady, holding hands with him. His hands were soft just as hers. Both couldn't get rid of the memories of the previous night, especially the love bite. She couldn't tell if he was insane o
"You really believe tomorrow night would be perfect for this.?", Harriet asked as she walked behind Bryan. Unlike the other days, he was a slow paced walker who had his hands behind his back on a gentle mood. At that point she struggled to keep up with him. She began breathing heavily. Walking with him was tiring and stressful, and the way he had flown through the flight of stairs aas incredibly amazing, yet she couldn't. "Yes.!", He finally replied as his legs stomped swiftly against the stairs from the top unto the last block and then he turned to stare at her. "Try to keep up please?", He asked as he stood with heavy breaths watching as she ran down the steps with speed. She tripped over, almost crashing against a hard floor not until his hands had caught her just at the nick of falling. "Are you alright?", He asked with hands around her waist, looking down at the one who looked to the ground. Her face was few inches before hitting the ground, his speed had saved he
It was still a hot sunny day when they took most of their properties and left immediately. They travelled on their horses, moving far before they had to stop to get some rest. Bryan could only make them stop when he was assured within him that the annihilators were far from them and where they stopped was safe enough.The annihilators attack had went on to show the war which the Caesar had decided upon. Obviously he hadn't signed the treaty given to him.He didn't expect him to sign it easily. The treaty wasn't meant for him, rather his brother. But the sight of his brother being battered and tortured showed the Caesar was in charge and he would be the best person to hand over the treaty to.From the way he sounded and acted, he was an arrogant yet confident man who didn't believe in the word "defeat". And just like he thought, he had blasted the war cry by sending the Annihilators to ease himself of what was to come. Coward!Caesar was a different day, soon to be taught lessons whic
It's been a day after the brief visit to the blue moon pack, his home, and yet he couldn't get over the memories. They kept recurring, and they were getting as fresh as what he couldn't describe.His first sight of his home was amazing. The winds which blew there was much better than what he had ever felt, it was as though it was specially made for that environment.He felt it and it was though he was young again, infact, the memories returned as he stepped his feet on the garden. His parents favourite place. It was more of a love garden to them than what others would have thought, a place where they would sit together and have breakfast, disturbing the winds with their waves of love..And now they were no more, and the garden had turned into an evergreen desert. The water fountain which always had water flowing through it and letting the birds sing with it's gurgling sounds had ceased to function."Hey Bryan.!", He heard his name accompanied with the sound of the door being shut. He
Constantine! He almost screamed her name at the sight of her, holding back his over excitement as his eyes went on an adventure on the beauty before him.Yet he couldn't resist calling her name. "Constantine.?", He called with now less interest on the treaty and more on her. He had his hands supporting him as he got up from his seat and stood to watch her keep walking towards him. She was looking better than the last he set eyes on her, watching her skin glow as the light aided it to. Her platinum blonde hair was perfect, falling on her shoulders and on her back, and her porcelain skin, so perfect for the word perfect.He went by the name Caesar, yet he found someone who knew what he was truly called. And here she was, standing before him with a straight face and a medallion hanging around her neck. It was beautiful, like the treasure who wore it. Filled and decorated with some shiny fancy stones, it glowed too, just as he couldn't resist staring at it."I'm surprised to see you her
"Mind what you say to me boy..!", The Caesar responded to his statement. In someway it hurt him bad. The feeling of a son challenging a father figure was what he had never seen, this young man displayed it before him.And why would he think he was scared of fighting his father? His father was one of the, if not the most powerful werewolf in the entire werewolf world, and whoever challenged such a person is mentally and all round prepared to fight him.He was an example. He had always wanted the Blue moon pack to himself, yet the presence of a being so powerful like himself had already assured him before hand that he was never ready for him.And when he thought he was ready, he felt as though making waves by killing other weaker Alpha's would cause fear to strike the entire werewolf world, making them know his name.And when he finally had Fergus, he had understood that the man whom he had fought hard and prepared for was no longer in existence.Someone must have killed him and taken o
The next day had arrived. Nature had it's way of making things come in an unexpected way, this time, it worked for his favour. He was awake, agile and strong for what was coming and what he expected to see.He awoke from his bed and had a quick shower, washing down all of his pain and frustration, thinking about his family as the warm water washed down the dirts from his bodyHe dried himself up and put on his clothes. It wasn't the usual he wore, this time, Adira had arrived with some of his best clothes. Up till that moment, he hadn't been able to place his hands on how she was able to know his location and even bring along some of his clothes.She had stated something about having a dream where he called her and gave her the same letter which he had seen in her hand. She went on to state she awoke to the croaking sound of a raven by her window, holding the same letter from her dream.He actually wished he had sent a message to someone back home, yet he never had a idea on who he wo