The sounds of metal swords clashing against each other was heard, along with the sound of the men who growled and yelled while they laughed their attack.The scent of sweat and blood filled the entire atmosphere as those who were involved in the battle had just one thing in mind: survival. Each man fought for the name of his pack, honouring the names of their Alphas and slaying down those who seemed to be like a threat.And if rage was personified into people, Luke and Nicholas took the upper hand as they fought and ran their enemies through with their swords.The ones who lost the most belonged to the Shadow moon pack, that which belonged to the late Alpha's brother, Leo. Luke had his reasons, his convictions that the rebel son was the one who had his hands around the death of his brother.He had no argument, no other point of reference to show that he wasn't involved. The testimonies sounded true, and his own memories of what he saw was also backing up his claims.He and his brother
The interrogation he had planned was wholly ruined as the second son of the late alpha had poured out all of his frustration on Leo. There was much to this killing spree which Nicholas was involved in At first he had thought it was the loss of his father that had caused this, and yet, Bryan had just confirmed that people handled losses differently of which he didn't think of countering. But things changed when they walked to find Nicholas and they both heard the sound of his fury letting out the words, "my brother cannot be better than me..!".Rushing over to finding Leo, he didn't see any movement on the ground except that of Nicholas eating up his uncle's flesh like a beast. It didn't seem normal to Luke as he couldn't do such as act even when he was turned into a wolf.There had to be something connected between his killing attitude and his brother. But he remembered looking at Bryan to see what his facial reaction would be and it was nothing but the word "normal".He sat on a ch
That was a huge blow he delivered to his brother. The boldness from where the statement emerged from was a thing to ponder about but at the same time, it was something which finally made him feel supreme, better and greater than the former weeks and years.He smiled, he shook his head and his smile was gradually turning into a chuckle and he let himself fall to the bed."Oh goodness.", He exclaimed while he still had laughter eluding from his mouth. He could literally feel the frustration in his brother's movement.His brother was an expert at returning words, in a battle of words he may definitely win. And to think that he had what he felt would elevate him higher than his brother, this night had actually proved him wrong.Yet in the midst of the laughter and the self cheer, he had something to worry about. His uncle had to tell Nicholas how he was wolfless, but his father once told him he eliminated those who knew. How come he didn't know Leo had the information hidden within him fo
He sat on the chair, looking at himself in the mirror, his looks had changed as the servant drew some forms of designs on his bare body, all of these they did with a white chalk.They gushed as usual, his physique was intimidating, and the opportunity to have their skin being brushed against his was something they couldn't hide, having their faces burning red.On a usual day he would smile, on a usual day he would overlook their behaviors, but he was lost in his own thoughts, he glared at the mirror with a clenched jaw, and with each of them having to see his reflection on the mirror and how his eyes were directed towards them, they would quickly end their attitudes and continue with what they were ordered to do And when their presence had annoyed him to the zenith, he had no choice than to send them out, and without hesitation they did, leaving him alone in his room to stare at the mirror."Remember what I told you..", his mother's voice echoed in his ears, "don't be afraid.."."Don
His body was different now. The muscles shot out with veins on his skin which were all covered with thick fur. He looked at his hands, even he couldn't describe what he truly was and how his hands were so large.He tried to speak and within him, he heard his words clearly, but what came out was just a growl, either loud or low depending on what he wanted to say.But he could hear them speak. Their words were clear to his ears as though he was still human. Funny enough, they couldn't understand his, except those who had been werewolves for a long duration who could tell what he was saying, though not too accurate. Everything was different than usual. The sight was perfect just as his sense of hearing and smell. They all looked small, all due to the height difference between them, and he could tell of different scents.His mother stood by the side, adoring tell beauty of what she saw before her. He was huge, unexplainable for the main time. His muzzle was large, and she stood there abl
"i challenge you to a fight of power..", he heard his brother say to him. Nicholas stood at some few inches away from where he stood, a mixture of sweat and anger rolling down his face as he stared at him with a clenched jaw."Do you accept?", His brother said to him again, this time, standing so close they both breathed on each other, letting their anger take over them both.Bryan had his eyes on his brother, and in a matter of seconds he had the idea of throwing a heavy fist at his face, letting him bleed just before he could accept his challenge.Why would Nicholas even do all of these at this special hour? The answers were just clear for Bryan to neglect. He only wanted to prove he wasn't a weakling like everyone thought he was. He didn't need to be inside his brother's head to prove that those were his thoughts, his actions for the last few days were an evidence of what kind of thoughts he harbored within him.From his frustrations to his outward show of it, there was no point o
"No...!", Emily screamed as she ran through the crowd, walking to the bridge of the plateau, falling on he knees while she stared at what laid beneath the plateau.She looked at the water which flowed roughly, the waves and the water current, there was no trace of her son, no sudden movement in the water which depicted the survival of her first born son."No.!", She said this time, softly and whimpering the words to herself as her eyes began producing tears again. A drop fell from her eyes, watching the drop, she watched as it fell into the water, mixing with the moving water and moving in it.Another drop fell from her eyes, this time it didn't fall in the water. The winds had pushed it, letting it fall on a rock which had caught her attention. She stared at it, her glowing eyes noticing something stain the rock deeply."What was that?", She whispered to herself as she tried deciphering what she saw. It looked like blood. Her son must have bounced on the hard Rock badly before droppi
He failed to stop his mother. He failed to save her. He remembered he ran with the speed he could attain. He remembered jumping towards her when he finally knew he couldn't meet up.His hands were stretched out, reaching out to grab hers, yet, they weren't enough. His skin brushed against hers. He caught her hand, mostly her fingers, but it seemed as though she intentionally let hers slip away from his, falling to her death. Once he reached the ground, he couldn't help but crawl his way toward the end of the plane, hoping she would be hanging somewhere, of which he would sacrifice and give his all into saving her.Yet he crawled energetically, with all his strength, not minding what pressure applied to his skin, or if his skin would be scrapped away from his bones.He had sweat rolling down his face, tears running down his eyes, the pain and the feeling of guilt was rejuvenated in him again.He crawled, reaching the end of the plateau, he laid down and stretched his neck out, with ho
"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