A sigma

‘It's okay. We leave that for another exploration. 

I decided to end the talk right there before I go bananas again.

It was almost nightfall when Flutta and I went out to the gathering; A congregation of werewolves from their different clans. The Rogue and the Luna, with their special abilities except me with all characteristics I ought to possess I seem to have none. There were the cold-blooded buzzards around. I had expected the Cullens but none of them showed up.

They made a fire from fuelwood at the centre of the gathering where we all sat on sharp sand in circumference for the mating agenda.

The environment was cool, a decent venue they chose, a coast side shore with many pine trees and the royal palms for decoration, it was a night for horror games and pleasures. There were no inmates of human or its kind in sight for they could be preys to double entertainment.

We commenced the event with chants and kinds of music, we sang along to    “Ladies Night .”  By the Kool and the gang, a song of the 60s, other songs were sung too. 

It was during the talent exhibition I was in search of Josh and luckily I sighted him at the other side of the circle, he was in midst of his clans. I kept looking at his gentle face and hoping he could take notice of me but he didn't. 

Soon I gave up and harmonised with Flutta in the chorus they descanted. One minute I felt something unusual in my vocal chord, it was like a lump of something trying to barf out of my mouth. I quickly broke out of the circle to spite out the haul in my system only for nothing to develop, I was normal again. I came back and took the same spot I sat near my girlfriend, Flutta.

The entertainment was stunning, a remarkable one time of the year event to be remembered, the guests we had had some sort of apparition moves when they danced, they danced with flames of fire vigorously while I watched in the audience.

A hand took my shoulder from behind, I could feel its warmth, usual, like yesterday touch and immediately came with a voice I knew very well. I recognised the masculine tone and forms of the vocals.

‘Mate...’ He said 

I turned quietly to glimpse the facial accord I insinuated. I was right, after all, it was my boyfriend Josh, his head peaking at a point I strained to look at, Josh was a tall,  slim fit creature.

‘Mate...’  He repeated 

I was mute, I never knew what to say or do at this point. 

He held me by the hand, I walked with him nervously to a pine tree, little darkness filled the atmosphere.

‘Mate....Virgo’. He asserted again, this time his tone was much more different; it grew thicker and wild, he had begun to exhibit his traits as a rogue. I was scared, little tension but I was in no doubt comfortable with him, yes I was, he was my boyfriend.

‘Virgo!!!’ He cried out  ‘mate’. 

This time my entire body perceived a dangerous scene, little did I try to disengage my arm from his. 

His eyes turned wild velvet, I looked up for Flutta or Lucas for rescue but discovered strange faces looking straight at me, waiting to attack like I were prey.  They transubstantiated into the wolf....for the first of my own eyes to see wild wolves, in midst of my fear apprehension by a cluster of the rogue family who was regarded bully by the earth. I wondered what Flutta in this discernment could render. Thoughtfully I recollected Lucas was one of their clan and was in no way different from their ways. They react fast and kill quickly, they were feared by other werewolves clans and only a few of them have control over their oddity. 

I tried to respond to the stimulus when I heard the words “Mate Virgo” 

My body was turning shape, now I felt different from the way I had felt in the morning hours, immediately I felt out of it to another strange feeling this time I was unable to respond to it, I tried fixing myself to what I knew I couldn't do but to avoid the humiliation from the other clans. 

Gradually did I notice I was disseminating a hormone my system had secreted. The hormone is disseminated once a month, like a cycle flow, it was the worst kind of it to be found what I think I am.

I am found sigma, It dawned on me when the rogues had all notoriety focused on me, I had beckoned on Josh to let go of me but it seemed I had been trapped. 

My eyes were turning white like immaculate into the twilight, the other wolves were looming closer enough with their eyes turned to velvet. 

I saw all their males from the gathering turned against me. Lucas, Flutta’s boyfriend and my boyfriend too, all turned against me, one thing is certain, they were all lust about me. I noticed. 

Sigma, is a trait of some werewolves clans just like the Rogue and Luna, we were physically weak, about ten per cent of our kind existed, we were commonly known for emission of sexual attracting hormones during our heat which appears once in every new moon. These hormones frantically would make other werewolves want to have sex with us whether mated or unmated. This omega is attached with a sensational lust too, we were deemed as a threat to the sacred mating bond, animalistic in our ways far off from the conventional instead of cultured. We were taken as the lowest in indexing of the werewolves clans and automatically were untouched.

“Mate...” I heard from different directions. To my amazement, all the male werewolves were making their way to the scene, lingered by the hormone of attraction I pulled. 

‘I am sigma’. I said to myself. I had wished I were home, safe and free from these vultures of my kind wanting to devour me. 

At this point, I knew I am all alone with no one to run to because they don't recognise me not even my boyfriend Josh.