The Darkness Is Born

"Oh, Wendell!" 

A series of fists hit the big doors of the semi-detached house across the silenced street of Graham's Town. The busyness had dwindled as the people bombed the palace, celebrating their King. 

All the people, rich and poor, had a feast going on for days now. Amethyst had no interest in taking part, her mission was finally at some point accomplished. She had no nightmares in days now—being the greatest surprise for her. 

"Oh!" Wendell came into view with a smirk. "How are you doing dear!?" His acid, cold voice burst after he had let the enraged Amethyst in the house. "Don't you dear me! Sex spell? Really!?" Growling, Amethyst took off her hood and threw it on a black two-seater sofa. 

"What can I say? You were so slow in finishing what you wanted to achieve." Replied Wendell while he went over to his dining room table, to fetch himself red wine. "I had to lend you a hand, it seemed like you had forgotten that Mauve had given you work." Wendell continued to elucidate, pouring himself wine. 

There was a pause that summoned silence amongst the two shortly after Amethyst had thrown herself on Wendell's armchair. "By the way, what did you see?" Wendell tittered nervously, as he swayed on his black-coloured, rocking chair, in an attempt to break the silence that was miserably lingering. 

"Dark Fey!" Amethyst whispered.

The wine glass slipped out of Wendell's slender fingers after Amethyst had aired the words.

 "Are you certain that you saw Dark Feys instead of seeing…." 

"I am sure about what I saw, why would a Dark Fey appear?" Intruding into Wendell's question, she averted her glance from him. "Which stone did you touch, Amethyst?" Instead of answering, Amethyst stood up to race to the door—which she failed to after Wendell blocked her way. 

"Which stone did you touch Amethyst!?" Repeating the question, he fatherly held her hand to stare at her gleaming emerald eyes. "Why does it matter?" She asked, ready to push him out of her way. "Amethyst?" Called Wendell. "Be careful!" His eyes glistened with tears and commenced to clog them. 

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[FRIDOLF PACK; Ephraim Castle]

"Are you sure that he's ready? We just lost LEVI." Sir Bernard voiced his concern as he gazed at the other three council members. Each of them tilted their heads in agreement. 

"I thought Levi instructed you—" 

"No one asked you to open your gob Liam!" Muriel, the elderly she-wolf, rose from her seat soon as Liam opened his mouth. "Whether you like it or not, you are bound to listen to us!" She continued to roar, her eyes looking directly at Liam's bruised face. 

"Don't get me wrong Muriel, Levi chose me because she trusted me upon this!" Liam's sonorous voice delivered steel clamour, adequate enough to make the air shake with small, rapid movements to and fro.

"Whether or not I'm of the royal blood, each one of you has to respect her decision. Got that MURIEL?" 

His grey eyes began gleaming with glee mixed with fury, he continued to elucidate—glaring at the older woman opposite his direction. "Alright there! It's decided….Liam will lead MELPOMENE." 

Sir Bernard waved his hand, preventing the two wolves from biting each other's neck. "Who will stay behind to rule the Fridolf Pack?" Gino stood up in a hurry, just as everyone was gearing up to close the rendezvous.

"Don't worry yourself about that, Gino!" Sir Bernard said as his boots throbbed out of the council room. 

•••

"Another training. I thought the throne would wake you up!" Elizabeth, a close friend of Liam huffed as she scrutinised his bruised face. "Really?" With less enthusiasm, Liam asked while he tried breaking free from Elizabeth's hands. 

"It doesn't matter, just stop…." 

"Adolphus, Sir Bernard seeks for your presence in his chambers." A guard called out, completely disturbing Elizabeth's examination on Liam's face. Huffing and puffing, Liam readied himself. 

"Yes?" 

Liam inquired as his footsteps exclaimed with violent, swift outcry—walking deeper in the chamber, to find Sir Bernard observing an owl disappearing in the dark outside his french window. 

"It's easy to get lured into the Dark, don't you think Liam?" He smiled as sweetly as he could at Liam but dwindled a second he met Liam's face remaining as cold as solid ice. "You know, sometimes I regret agreeing with Levi for letting you become the Alpha of FRIDOLF." 

Sir Bernard cried out while he shuffled over in Liam's direction. Drawing a breath, he kept his eyes on the black rug under his feet. For a second, he became dubious of his chances of stating why he had called Liam. 

"The Darkness is born into him, he won't understand!" He said to himself. "I, unfortunately, don't have all night!" Keeping his utters short, Liam voiced. A brief smile appeared on Sir Bernard's face for a short while and then immediately deleted itself. 

"Levi gave you that position for a reason, and I would suggest you use it wisely!" Sir Bernard blurted. "I don't believe in Prophecies... that is the reason why, I'm still alive, Liam!" He continued to air whilst he paced back and forth.  

"Don't get me started, old man. Whatever that you want to begin, will be the death of you!" Liam cooly huffed, smirking like a Cheshire cat. "Is that all you called me here for?" He asked, preparing himself to walk away. 

"She is dead and so is HE, you—" Sir Bernard yelled, motivating Liam to laugh his eyes out after sensing the emotions that were already pervading Sir Bernard. "Trust me, you don't want to wake him without my permission!" Liam grunted as his eyes were becoming dark. 

After a brief time, hewalked out the door smiling from ear to ear. Chuckling all to himself, he unconsciously bumped into an old woman. "Please pardon me! Are you–" 

Liam's world instantly became too blurry, his heart began throbbing straight to his throat—ready to pop out. 

"CORVUS is yours to mate with!" The old woman said in a husky voice as she squeezed his wrist so hard, that he lost his strength to fight back. "What-t-t-t!?" An articulated enquiry aired out Liam's lips, clogged with pain that was swimming down his system. 

"Hey! What are you doing!?" 

Mario came running. Liam's eyes focused on the old woman's figure with sly, observant eyes which were slowly blocked by the blurriness. He kept watching but it became an unfortunate thing as the old woman disappeared into thin air leaving behind Liam whose world was sinking.

 "Adolphus? Are you okay?" 

Voices surrounded the suffocating Liam whose visions blackened out after a pair of emerald eyes displayed before him. 

                      •••

"A DRAWING MAN WILL CLUTCH AT A STRAW!"