"Have you got a minute?" asked the witch when she saw me in the kitchen.She was a constant presence in the house. Everyone treated her with respect, my brother had let her live here even though we wolves were not very sympathetic to witches. Everyone knew they were liars and thieves in many cases. But she must have been useful to Goth, because he always did what was best for the pack."Tell me." I replied dryly. Meanwhile, I started to make myself a sandwich. I was very hungry, a wolf of my size had to eat well. My hunting time was at night, when I went out into the forest to look for my prey.Like the days before, my puppies were training with their uncle. Goth gave them a fancy training. They were growing up fast, and soon they would have to fight their own battles. In a world with so many hunters, they would soon have to fend for themselves.We hadn't heard from the hunters' camp for almost a year. But surely they were planning something. We, too, had planned our strategy. Soon th
(Seth)My plan as a hunter was always to be on the alert for when opportunities arose. Time was passing and I had blocked from me the longing to return to Lysa's side. She could not be mine and I had a different path. I would never have believed that she abandoned me to become everything I hated. No, it was complete madness.When I found out she was in her brother Goth's den, I knew I could never forgive her. She had taken the cubs into the Alpha's domain. Now, my plan was to get Goth out of my way. Lysa didn't know she was getting herself into serious trouble by being at his side.Exploring in the forest was sad to be alone. The memory of Lysa was trying to come back as I, suppressed it. Billy was at my side, to watch my back. We were both hunters at a very young age and were also good friends."Are you all right? You look like you're thinking of a tragedy." He said, pushing me forward to get my attention."As usual, I am neither well nor ill. I can't afford to have feelings." I repl
SethThe humid, rarefied air fills my lungs as I advance through the dark corridors of the dungeon. My footsteps echo off the worn stone walls, creating an ominous echo that seems to mock my presence. Each step I take is a reminder of the uncertainty surrounding this grim adventure.The dim light of a torch flickers in front of me, casting dancing shadows on the mossy walls. The flickers of the flame reveal the deterioration of the structure: cracks in the ceiling, peeling stones on the floor, and worn murals telling forgotten stories. These once-splendid murals now fade into the darkness, as if the dungeon itself has absorbed their vitality.Cautiously, I advance down the corridor, my right hand firmly gripping the hilt of my sword while my other hand holds the torch. The sound of water droplets dripping from the ceiling makes me shudder. Each drip seems to be the beating of a sick heart in this sinister place.The cells on both sides of the corridor seem to whisper stories of forgot
(Lysa)The night was cool, it was one of my favorites, and I thought how nice it would be to have dinner by starlight. My puppies were exhausted and had eaten earlier, from all the training they were ravenously hungry and also very sleepy.“It's a beautiful night, isn't it?” Goth asked, looking at me and walking over to me. -I can invite you to dinner if you want, I don't have any company either.I smiled, my brother was one of the most appreciated company for me.“Great.” I agreed,He grimaced and blinked suspiciously. Then he became solemn. He approached me and looked at me sternly.“There is something we need to talk about. But not just the two of us, there's someone who has something very important to tell you.” He said as he gently held my shoulder. “But don't worry, go get dressed for dinner.”“I will be here soon. I'll be here soon, but don't keep me waiting too long, I hate that kind of intrigue.” She rolled her eyes.I retired to my room to finalize the details, I liked to dr
No one at the table said a word. Lysa was shocked, pale, and had even lost her appetite, even though there were many delicious dishes on the table. Her stomach tightened. She understood nothing of what her mother had just said. Her brother was also stunned. It was something they had never thought of. Their mother had just revealed this devastating secret. They were not blood siblings, Lysa had been adopted by those wolves with strange powers. That was why she had been an exception in the lycanthropic world, she was special.Lysa rose from her chair with a mixture of anger and fear.-What are you saying? -she asked impatiently. -This can't be true. Why would you say that now? Fuck, fuck, fuck... Mom....Lysa stammered nervously. Deep inside she knew it was true. She had always been so different from her siblings, so weak in comparison. Even though the memories of living with Seth had been erased, she understood that her mother wasn't lying, because she had always felt different.-I am
Seth“What do you mean?” I began to ask again, incredulous at what I had just heard. It was a bad joke, a game of fate.“Poor Lysa had just been fooled again and again.” The smile made me angry. “For you and Goth. Oh, the girl is in a tight spot. Phew, I wouldn't want to be in that one. ..... “I punched one of the walls in anger. I couldn't control myself, I really said those things. So Goth had manipulated everything. The puppies... I understood absolutely nothing of what was going on.Billy threatened the witch to keep talking. She was strong, but she didn't resist long enough. She laughed again, how she hated her horrible laugh.“These puppies are your blood children. That's why they'll always be connected.” The witch spat in disdain. “You are not a good father. You know that. Don't you? There are no good men left in this world. They're all cretins like you and that fool chasing you over there.” He pointed at Billy.His face showed a lack of empathy. She was a monster, if he kille
Seth began to plan the battle because there was so much to do. It was crazy to have to go to war right away. But it wasn't immediate, he knew it might take months to carry out the plan of attack.Seth made the decision to launch a surprise attack against Goth's forces before the truth spread among the Omegas and the situation became even more chaotic. It was a bold and risky decision, but it seemed to be the only option they had to keep their cause alive.Billy nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. The witch, though wounded and weakened, still smiled scornfully as she sang her dark songs. Her knowledge was dangerous, and Seth knew they could not allow it to fall into the hands of their enemies.Seth approached the witch and glared at her. Despite the anger he felt towards her, he knew he needed more information before he could carry out his plan.“Tell me, witch, how can we weaken Goth? What are his weaknesses?” Seth asked determinedly.The witch stopped chanting for a m
LysaShe felt her world had fallen apart. She always thought she was the black sheep of her family. That no one understood her, that her nature was different from the rest of the wolves.-It's strange to feel like I'm not your brother. -Goth said, smiling and lifting his shoulders.She grimaced in resignation.-This is all crazy. -She looked down and stared at the pavement.From inside, Luvioc called out to his mother, as if frightened by the scandal that was unfolding. She answered and quickly went to help her children.Goth was left alone on the terrace with his mother.-I see you don't like me dancing with Lysa. -He said, changing his tone.His tone, once lively and friendly, had become cold and dark. The music had faded, cut off after keeping them dancing for hours. She felt safe in his arms, as she had long ago. There was color in her cheeks, as if she had always known that life was not as easy as everyone thought.Her mother was on her knees, on the glass, not caring about anyth