3 - G R E Y M O O N

🐾 Alpha Jake

My Beta Darren brought in a strange girl earlier. He claims that he found her in the woods on the daily patrol of our borders.

Our pack is well hidden deep in the mountains so I don’t have a clue how she got here. We keep to ourselves because we train our warriors thouroughly and we don’t want anyone from the outside snooping around or finding out about our patrol schedule and training.

There were a lot of neighboring packs that wanted to know more about Grey Moon, we had some of the best werewolf warriors in existence and we were self-sufficient and wealthy. We had alliances with other packs and we worked together in times of need or war but, being a big pack like ours leads to creating enemies based on border lines and jealousies, also resulting from time to time in a rogue attack.

He said she was by herself and it didn’t look like she was planning anything against us. She was startled by their presence and started running. He stated that she was swift and moved around like a ninja on the tree branches, until she fell and they could capture her.

She wasn’t human, that was clear. Definitely not a werewolf like us. She was dressed in strange clothes and she carried a lot of weapons with her.

Darren laid everything on my desk and I was looking through her things. A sword, bow and arrows, knives and some daggers. Really weird. The rest was a compass, some stones in a material I don’t recognise and little food and water. Why did she need all of this and where did she come from?

I told my Beta to leave her downstairs in one of the cells so she couldn’t run and come to her senses before I could go and interrogate her. 

I was a feared Alpha. They knew my pack and my name throughout our species. I was cruel regarding my enemies and foes, but was kind and just when it came to my pack, my people. I would give my life protecting them. My thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on my office door. 

“She’s awake,” Myriam, one of my housekeepers, said.

“Thank you.” I answered as I got up and prepared to descend to the dungeon.

“Do you want me to prepare her something to eat, Alpha?” She enquired as I passed her in the hallway.

“Maybe not a bad idea, Myriam.” I responded. “I’m going down to hear her out.”

Myriam nodded and left for the kitchen. I went down the stairs of our packhouse. We had a little dungeon for interrogations and to keep the usual rogue we captured around our land, but this was different. From what Darren told me this wasn’t an enemy nor rogue. I just needed some answers to be sure.

When I got there I spotted her sitting on the bed. She was petite. Covered by her green hood so I could only see part of her face. She wore leather boots and green leggings. I found myself thinking that she looked like a very small Robin Hood.

I unlocked her cell and grabbed a stool to sit down facing her. Not to close, I didn’t want to scare her. She looked at me but I still couldn’t see her eyes. She was following my moves and sitting in a defensive stance, ready to fight and reminded me of how my own warriors reacted.

“Hi,” I started, “My name is Alpha Jake.” I tried to sound as calm as possible to make her feel comfortable. “What’s yours?”

“Pernwél.” She spoke softly. 

“That is a really strange name you got there.” I responded. “Perwé?”

“Something like that.” I heard her soft voice but I noticed her lips tug in a half-grin.

 “How did you get on our land, Pernwél?” 

“I didn’t know it was anyone’s land.” She said firmly. “I just found myself in the woods and the next thing I know I’m in this cage and all my personal items are taken away from me.” she stated curtly.

“I will get your things back to you.” I promised. “But I need to ask you some questions first before I let you out.” I looked at her. “Where do you come from?” 

She mulled things over before she answered. “I come from Agmysther, a little village in the Third Realm.” She took a deep breath. “We found ourselves under attack this morning and my people were slaughtered in the battle.” She gritted her teeth together. “I think I fell through a portal because this place doesn’t look at all familiar.”

Goddess. I don’t know a thing about the places she mentioned. I never heard about a Third Realm and certainly never heard anything about portals. She sounds genuine and devastated, she just said that her whole village was murdered.

“I don’t know anything about portals or the places you mention.” I answered. “I can tell you where you are right now, on Earth, in the territory my pack resides on, Grey Moon pack.” 

“What is a pack?” She asked.

“We are a pack of shifters, Werewolves.” 

“You are wolves that turn into men?” 

I smiled at her question, it’s difficult to explain this to someone who is not of our kind, but I tried. “It’s like that, but we are in harmony with our inner wolf spirit.” I continued. “We can change at will and we live together amongst our kind.”

She was still for a moment, presumably taking it all in.

“You are not human or one of us.” I broke the silence. “What are you?” 

I wanted to know. Her smell was very strange, lingering softly in the air. I couldn’t put my finger on it. It was like a sweet herb with a hint of something spicy. It pulled me in, triggering in me a hidden desire to know more about this girl. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and balled her little gloved hands into fists.

I scraped my throat. “You don’t have to worry.” I said softly. “I’m not going to hurt you.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “I just want to know.”

My words must have had a calming effect on her, because she took her hands to her hood and softly started moving the fabric over her head. My eyes followed her face as she removed her hood. It was like time slowed down slightly and I watched intently as she uncovered her features. I felt my wolf stirring inside me.

She had small pouty lips and freckles littering around her nose. Creamy ivory skin and I noticed a scar across her right eyelid as she was looking down. Locks of silvery long hair spilled around her shoulders, some strands had a fine braid, some had beads around with shimmering stones. It looked silky soft and I repressed the urge to touch her hair. She was still looking down, trying to not meet my gaze. Was she scared of me?

She lifted her little hand again and tucked one of her long silver locks behind her ear, revealing them. They were a bit bigger than usual and ended in a pointy shape.

“I’m an Elf” She spoke very quietly, I almost wouldn’t have heard her if it wasn’t for my enhanced hearing.

“Wow.”

I didn’t even realise I spoke the word as she suddenly looked up at me and our eyes met. The most beautiful green eyes I’ve ever seen and something snapped inside me, roaring alive making my wolf push forward.

“Mate.”