council meeting

Episode 4

Location: Red blood pack

Damien's POV

Trailing behind mom through the guards crowded hallway towards the palace room, the doors quaking sounds signifying our entrance into the room bestows numerous thoughts into my head.

Thoughts of me ascending the throne, assuming the post of the next alpha of red blood pack bestows goss bumbs over my skin and body.

Though of me wisely leading my faithful and loyal surbodinates into victorious conquest over various werewolf hunters clan, majorly black eagles hunters clan also sends uncomfortable chills down my spines.

Though me being dad's successor and the next alpha of red blood pack seems stamped and cemented,certain obstacles and foe still need to be overcomed,foes similar to Drake and much more.

His expression and reaction during the previous meeting regarding my ascension over the throne seems off and etches jelousey,his constant and presistent rage filled scoffs and hisses proved his hidden desire for the throne.

And did I forget to mention Drake was adopted?. At the tender age of two,he lost his parents,Lord's and mistress of the blue moon pack extincted by rage filled rouge's attacks. Being the last survival after the death of his all protective beta,he was found lost,a cute infant alpha prince lost within the woods, weeping helplessly in search of a guardian. Also being the all soft hearted and caring woman,mom decides taking him in against dad's will but after much persuasions,he finally adheres accepting Drake as his younger son.

"Prince Damien...."Beta Lucas whispery calls, pulling me back into reality right before the council members and their fierce boring eyes.

"Oh shit" I mumble, staring wiredly towards the slightly embarassed mom seated on a sliver throne beside a way larger empty golden coloured throne.

The golden throne the largest and most respected amongst the trio coloured throne's. The golden throne signifies power and authority,it's a throne meant for the worthies,worthy alpha's alone are previledged to attain that throne and sadly late dad was worthy enough.

Secondly,the silver throne,situated right handed besides the golden throne meant for Luna's alone,mom has that all wrapt beneath her possession.

And finally, the bronze throne,aquincted to the alphas offsprings,either male or female. It's obviously the least and smallest amongst the trio throne and being two sons, double bronze thrones appear situated besides the golden throne,one directly besides it's left and the other situated on it's right after the silver decorated throne.

"Hurry up brother,much are yet to be settled" Drake chuckles,once again pulling me outta the dumb imaginary world.

"Am sorry,I really am sorry" I openly apologise before heading to my bronze throne rightly situated besides mom while ignoring the council's lavaric eyes piercing horribly through my skin.

"Tell me I never fell into a traunce right before the council members?" I question mom who lowly nods, battling her threatening laughter which she covers using a sly smile.

"Oh shit,am screwed" I lament, spanking my head,broadening the smile which slowly consumes her face.

Been a while since a smile evolved that pretty face of hers. Never thought of seeing that smile again after dad's death.

"With everyone currently present, I believe commencing our purpose of gathering is best" beta Lucas voices, earning my almost diverged attention.

"Thanks alot beta Lucas but I believe everyone present has appropriate knowledge of our gathering" high ranked werewolf Logan intersects.

During our previous gathering few days ago,we all concluded Damien being best and fit over his brother in ascending the alphas golden throne but in regards to further investigation, Damien here lacks an asset some what making him unfit for the throne".

"I need no much saliva wasted,we all have canal and appropriate knowledge of this lost asset. A MOON GODDESS CHOSEN MATE. Finding a Luna appears to be an impossible task towards Damien,he's yet to feel the hot strawberry and vanilla alluring stinch meant in pulling mate's together ,he's yet to receive the moon goddess's blessings and as sad it is for me to say,am afraid him acquiring the alphas throne excluding blessings from the moon goddess's is some what impossible" he explains,eye studying my rage brewing expressions.

"Preventing and avoiding rage filled out burst,the council in general has agreed allocating second opportunities to every desiring participants of the golden Alpha's Title".

"A minimum of thirty days has been allocated to Damien, giving him enough time to provide his moon goddess's chosen mate. Failure to do so after exhausting the thirty days permanently opts him outta the competition, paving an opportunity for the younger prince Drake and if within the allocated thirty days Drake reveals his moon goddess's chosen mate, then without doubt,debate or arugurment earns the golden Alpha's Title throne.

"What becomes our fate, actually the packs fate if both alpha princes likely emerge unsuccessful after exhausting the allocated thirty days" A council member questions, earning Sly grins from Logan.

"Nice question general Gordon o" his grin broadens.

"Well,if at an avenue both princes emerge unsuccessful,then the golden throne and royalty around them will certainly be stripped away and handed over to an non royal werewolf family capable of revealing his moon goddess chosen mate within a limited time of thirty days" he responds, finally popping my rage filled bubble.

"Oh screw this,this sounds all messed up,I don't believe dad was every crowned the alpha using this method,I smell conivation" I protest.

"I really am sorry prince Damien but this really is stated within our traditional rules and none currently stands above tradition,our traditional rules deserves abidiance, nothing else" the junk mouthed Logan chips in, earning pain laced chuckles from me.

I seriously am in disbelief viewing the once clustering council members stand tall and firmly, uttering dumb constitutions never heard or spoken of within red blood pack.

"During dad's era,he for once never surpassed through crappy thirty days minimum allocation,after a week or two he was sincerely crowed alpha and never surfed past through some dumb rules never enlisted within red bloods constitution" I rage ,battling my slowly creeping out fangs.

"Son calm down,I believe they have reasonable explanations regarding the change of rules" Mom pleads but surprisingly since birth,her pleading voice develops zero effect within me.

"Well those past alphas before coronation always provide their mate's standing firmly besides them,your inability to finding a mate before coronation sincerely is the first within red bloods history,it never has occurred with previous chosen Alpha's" he explains, sounding unborthered.

"It never has occurred before signifying you developed this rule because never has anyone spoken of it,not even dad" I chuckle, blowing their hidden cover.

"Like I earlier mentioned,I really am sorry but your major problem ain't me, it's you both being alphas,both must be given a chance and the best chosen, choosing a leader overnight amongst you both certainly isn't much of a wise idea" he explains,dawinng the least expected realization on me.

Drake,that bitch,it's all him,it's been him all along,he conived into publishing this rule to earn a chance at the golden Alpha's title. This explains his wierd quietness all along, certainly his jelousey is worse compared to my imagination.

"I need some time alone" I growl, finally sliding in my crept out fangs before ragingly exiting the palace room having Mom trailing behind me, continuously echoing my name with hope of sliding little understanding into my brains.

***

Location: the black eagles werewolf hunter clan.

Kara's POV

Avoiding direct contact with his lavaric flaming gaze,I advert my gaze downwards, mummuring silent prayers to who ever desires them.

"Kara" he's visibly death etched voice calls, forcing hot urine down my V region.

"Stare into my eyes" he orders and as though being controlled and manipulated,I slowly tilt my gaze upwards, staring hopelessly into lucifers look alike eyes,eyes combusting using unknown brim stones, eyes withholding inhuman rage.

"Now for the final time little princess, why were you a sneaky pest earlier today?" he roars,his words sounding similarly to hot boiling larva into my ears and their drums.

Finding my lost voice,I voice out the most courageous but dumbest response ever.

"I was bored father,I needed freedom,I desired feeling the wind swing past my skin, erecting my hair's and it follicles,I was damn tired of being locked up,stuck within the four walls of my room alone,for crying out loud am royalty dad,a princess,no mere princess but an expertly combat skilled princess. You only uplift my freedom to your benefits,you temporarily uplift them in war required situations regarding our survival. I've murdered for you dad,I've murdered for this clan, countless werewolves packs are all extinct by my silver blade but all under your glory,me pleading freedom should be one amongst my least request and shouldn't be excessive for you to offer" I explain, staring boldly into his rage cringed eyes.

Honestly, brewing so much courage blurting that out wasn't amongst my plan but listening to myself blurt free every burden,I feel much more better or should I say much more dead?.

Returning my diverted gaze towards his much more frightening eyes,a huge saliva lump runs down my vocal cord.

He's current darker and scarier eyes, habouring genuine rage regarding my statement.

Clenching his coarse fist in pure anger,an unknown smirk gradually curves up his lip, sending confused thoughts roaming through my head.

"Something definitely seems off,he's got something sneaky beneath his sleeves" I thought, throwing suspicious fright filled gaze towards his smirking expression.

"You desire freedom huh?" He questions amidst heavy chuckles, climbing down his throne decorated using hides and skins of werewolves.

"You dream and desire freedom right?" He once again questions, heading further towards my direction, bestowing me the impression of the worst.

"When questioned,I deserve a formidable response" he echo's, unexpectedly grappling hold my jaw, pulling my kneeling self off the ground while slowly squashing my jaw bones, earning unpleasant winces and groans from me.

"Stop please..." I plead, earning loud raging chuckles from him.

"You desire freedom right,well you've earned it" he unexpectedly resounds, roughly dropping me down the floor, earning huge relieving gasps from me.

"You've earned your freedom daughter,the freedom to leave your room, undergoing hard labour along the clans boundaries" he explains, laughing minaciously at my taken aback expression.

"Wait what?... No,no,no,not that freedom,nooo!!!...." I protest.

"Take her away,she deserve some rest because she'd got alot ahead of her tomorrow" he orders the guards who roughly pulls my yelling self towards my room.

"You requested it daughter" he whispers, paying deaf ears to my continuous yells.

******

The next day

Kara's POV

Agiling hopping down my king sized bed,I spin towards my masters restroom, drowning into my already warmed bathtub.

The undying urge to once again see him taunted me through the night,his sprinting back constantly appears within my dreams.

Settling for an all black dress,I appear ready to hit the woods execpt sneaking past the guards may cost some time.

Location:Red blood pack

Damien's POV.

Hastily hopping down my bed,I inhumanly superspeed towards the restroom, immediately commencing my morning hygiene.

Her curvy body granted me sleepless nights,her strawberry and vanilla alluring stinch makes Ryder go crazy,the undying urge to see her consumes my life and I believe passing through a day without her signifies death.

After sliding into a white T-shirt and black coloured pants,I hurriedly wolf speed outta my room,superspeeding past everyone towards the little river, ignoring their pleasant greetings with hope of finding her there.

Location: the woods

Damien's POV

Halting before the beautiful river,it's empty site sends deep cuts through my heart,Ryder himself growls painfully within.

Leaping over to a tree branch,I patiently await her arrival

Few minutes later

"She's here" Ryder squeal, pulling my attention towards a Blondie pretty Demi goddess dressed in an all black attire.

Leaping down the tree,I steadily crash inches behind her earning her attention and pretty gaze,her tasty vanilla stinch collide against my nose, rapidly spinning my thoughts.

"Who are you?" She Inquires, staring both happily and inquisitively into my glittering eyes.

Pulling her by her waist,a tiny sound escapes her pink alluring lips.

"Your mate pretty,am your mate" I whisper seductively, taking her aback in shock.