"You'll be a father soon", Emily spoke in a low but in an elated manner, holding Alpha Richard's hand and placing it on her protruding belly. The Blue moon pack was blessed to have Alpha Richard as a leader, not just any kind of leader, his physique was glamorous, strong and masculine, and filled with the sole aim of making the Blue moon pack more outstanding than any other pack. Fortunately for him, and the entire Blue moon pack, his good deeds paid off. The Blue moon pack which could stand on its own two feet, stood out among any other noticable pack, their name spread out towards other territories, receiving the awe it deserved. More than just being a leader, he became a role model to the little pups, a father figure, a wannabe figure, a hero. The little pups read books written based on his mighty and heroic acts, most times, their teachers used him as a reference point for an example of good leadership being displayed. With Alpha Richard always being down to earth and always
"Oh hail moon goddess!", Richard said out aloud with his face seeming very frightened like a cat in a strange garret. He now fully understood what was really going on. The baby, the gift which he perceived earlier that was coming soon but not so sure when, was coming now and he was in a confused state Her water broke, his dear Emily was in labour. "Breathe! Breathe!! Come on!", Richard said in tension trying so hard to comfort and console her as he held onto her hand as a form of support. Emily was sweating profusely, she was struggling too hard enough, she was breathing heavily with tears rolling down her eyes. "Richard! Ahh! It hurts, it's painful.", Emily cried out painfully. It was as though moving something extremely heavy with her bare hands, something she had never experienced before, something she had never imagined would happen sooner than she expected. If only she had had a sign of what was to come in the next few hours or even minutes, she would have gotten the gro
He was there at the hallway, panting for breath, panting after any form of gratifying news concerning his dearest Emily. He was standing out there, licking his lips nervously, anticipating something good, moving back and forth, trying to calm his nervous soul. He seemed like a blue arse fly, seeming very nervous. At this point in his life, nothing would be in the better position of calmingbhis nerves that a comforting news about his beloveth Emily. He stopped his movement half way, he heard a sound, it struck the bones of his feet and it made his ears to tingle, he could hear this sound, it sounded like a joyous one, a joyous sound emitting from the room where Emily and the doctor were in. He decided to move closer to the door of the room in a bid to identify the cause of the sound he heard and satisfy his questioning spirit. He could finally hear the sound, it was sounding like a cry, but from a young creature. The baby, his replica, his little self was born, his gift from the
"I'm saying... I'm saying, between me, you and the gate post, the first born might be wolf less.", Martin's grey uttered out finally after much complications he had within him. There was a moment stunned silence, a defeaning silence which struck the entire room. "Might!.... Might.. I said might", Martins Grey said scratching his head and looking to another direction quickly like the winds. It was conspicuous, very noticable, the clock which hung beautifully on the wall suddenly began to tick loudly, the soft gentle winds which blew through the tight curtains could be heard, the whistling sound was audible enough, Martin's unsteady eyes were moving restlessly from viewing the black smart shoe he wore, to the glass which was in Richard's hands to Richard's face. The look on Richard's face terrified him so bad, he threw his looks away from Richard's face to the curtains and back again to the table which separated him from Alpha Richard "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!", Richard roared, l
"His name is Nicholas", Richard said out again as he turned fixed all his full attention on Emily. She looked back at her husband, she stared back into Richard's eyes and smiled cheerfully, she smiled from ear to ear, smiled like a bee in a clover, she loved the sound of his name, "Nicholas". "He would be his brother's best friend and probably he will be his beta and they will rule and lead the blue moon pack in battle together, and they would come back home victorious", Richard spoke as though he was proclaiming blessing upon his two sons. Or yes! He was blessing his two sons, his words were power and life, he was the Pack's protector, he didn't only feel like a boss, he was their boss, their king and everything under him was also under his control and they obeyed the instructions that proceeded from his mouth. She leaned her head on Richard's muscled shoulders, it showed a form of agreement to everything Richard was saying. "He would be his brother's best friend...", those exact
"It's about Bryan", he finally pulled out of the grip of fear holding him and embraced courage, speaking up to Emily being as free as in speech and also as free as a bird. It was time for him to tell Emily what he heard about Bryan, he was hiding in plain sight and he couldn't hide it from her anymore, following Martin's words, he needed to let Emily know everything. She took in a long breath and sat upright in a bid to listen to what Richard had to say. "Was Bryan okay?", She asked herself. Though she seemed very uneasy, she maintained her cool and paid rapt attention to what Richard was about to say. "And what about Bryan? Is anything wrong somewhere?", She asked looking concerned and putting her gaze on him (Bryan). "Martins told me he would be wolfless", he said as he looked at Emily. She was in suspense, at first seeming motionless but later she turned slowly and looked at Richard. Her facial expressions changed, her countenance changed. This
She had succeeded in capturing his heart, snatching him away from the hands of fear and pulling him closer to faith with just the words of her mouth Looking at him, he was looking more lively, happier, stronger, and more handsome.With his happy face, it was safe to say he had gotten over the fears that held him down and kept his hope alive."I have something in mind..", Emily said as she thought of something.It was like a ping in her head, just after the sweet encouraging words and sermon she had delivered flawlessly to her husband, a very bright idea came to her mind."Something very special in mind", Emily spoke out again. Holding her husband was like falling in love with him again and again, it was like reigniting feeling deep within her, it was never going to end.But she would not hold him for so long, it would make Alpha Richard feel she was loving and craving every fibre and muscle of his body, and in a relationship where the both parties were willing to out love the other,
He whispered softly into her ears, "I'll be downstairs", her skin receiving some form of impulse from his hot breath. She watched as he put on his long black robe and left the room walking majestically and gracefully. Even with his departure, the room was still filled with his aura, with his scent, he smelled like spice, like the roses, and so did the room too. Everything in the room reminded her of the intense intimate moment they had the previous night. From the table lamp, to the bed, to the opened windows which freely gave passage for the winds to cool her every moment of the session, she smiled as every single moment played back in her mind and she felt like a dog on heat. She could still feel his arms rubbing her smooth skin slowly, and she couldn't help it but also rub her skin too as if he was present with her doing exactly what was in her mind, but he was out of the room a few minutes ago. She was carried away by what she did until her eyes jammed
"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