Christian's eyes remained on Retchet, wide in sheer disbelief by the words that left his lips. Why, ‘disbelief’ would not even begin to describe how he felt, hearing what he had heard.“Retchet. I admit, I do not forgive that easily. Especially not to your kind. Surely you know that, as do everyone,” he spoke, sending chills down the Beta’s spine.“I… I do, milord,” he stuttered. A response that made Christian jab the knife into his leg, prompting him to bite back another scream. “Then tell me now. What on earth made you think that telling me of your connection to that man- THAT VILE SCUM OF THE EARTH!- will make anything better for you? Furthermore, claiming that he has my mother?!” he questioned.Bearing through the pain, Retchet answered, “I know… I know you despise your father, after what happened to your mother. He understood it. The pain he had left on her.”The last part only served to enrage Christian more, as he jabbed the knife into his arm again, with Retchet biting back a
At the Diamante Pack, Fenris was busy at work as per usual. Not with paperwork this time, but making rounds around the pack. In truth, he would much rather do the former, since it meant still being able to watch over his mate as she rests in his room. However, on his father's insistence to do Alpha work in the eyes of the population, if only to keep their positive outlook on him, and make them even a bit more accepting of his mate, Fenris reluctantly agreed to finally show his face out to the public. Leaving his beloved in his father's care."Hello, Alpha.""Greetings, Alpha.""Good morning, Alpha."Many werewolves greeted him at first notice, giving him much respect that he did not care for. "At ease," he simply replied.“Alpha Fenris. We have a question about the construction here.““Alpha Fenris, will you be assisting us at the mines today?”“Alpha, we have concerns about our usual hunting ground.”“Alpha Fenris.”“Alpha Fenris.”How Fenris was already growing tired of these people
The second Fenris heard those very words from his mind link with Retchet, he did not know what to think. He knew he was clear in his order to not say a word to his son about him or his mother’s whereabouts and yet…“Why the hell did you tell him?!” he shouted, surprising the people around him, as they could not hear the link happening between them.‘AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!’ Rather than a worded response of any kind, Fenris was surprised to hear a scream echo in his head. ‘I… I didn’t mean to… Only said a bit- just a bit- to one other. The human girl. He heard from her and connected the dots from there. I couldn’t just keep it hidden after that. Especially not when- GRAAAAHHHHHHH!’Every hair on Fenris’s body practically stood on end when he heard Retchet’s scream again, now realizing how dire the situation has become on his end.“Retchet? Retchet!” he called out loud. The tone in his voice now alerting some of the werewolves around him. Particularly a certain few amongst them.‘I… I had to
It was night in the city in the human world, as many of Christian's werewolves gathered in an abandoned house not far from their hideout. As he looked at the number of people gathered in the first floor from the second floor, Christian could not help but be a little amazed at himself. He never thought his mafia group- his 'pack'- would have this many people in it. He was only a brat when he started this whole thing off, and though most of the founding members were servants- lower ranked werewolves- from Forrest's pack, he didn't think the group would grow to have this many people joining. Sure, they only joined for their own needs and benefits, and they may not respect him as they would a true Alpha, but he couldn't help wondering one thing.If these people were actually nicer than he had given them credit for, more accepting of him and his decisions than he had hoped they would, if his mother was here, how happy would she be to have learned that her own son had been leader of this bi
Rebecca awoke to yet another pounding sensation in her head. She raised a hand to her head, rubbing it to ease the pain, and opened her eyes."This is some 'damsel in distress' situation I'm finding myself in..." she groaned, easily recalling what occurred last. As well as what was revealed to her prior to her getting knocked out.She couldn't believe it... Even as she was processing through the thought as it was told to her, she couldn't believe that she was in the middle of a wolf's den. Not just any wolf's den, but a 'werewolf' den. Monsters that were supposed to be fiction. Works of fantasy. Myths created based on exaggerated rumors. And she would've continued to think that- heck, she would much rather have continued to believe in that- had it not been for Christian shifting in front of her. Not once, but twice. "To think that monsters actually had been existing in the world. Moreover, there has been a world filled with them, and I got involved in a group of those creatures? My g
Rebecca's eyes widened at the response Christian gave her, not having expected that at all. Rather, she should’ve expected the response. And also be worried about it, considering the only person who would know about his mother's location."Your mother? Y-You mean... you got the information out of him?" she asked with a stutter, frightened to even say Retchet's name. Not wanting to risk the possibility of Christian reacting horribly to hearing the name."Retchet is not dead, if that's what you're thinking," Christian assured her, much to her relief. "However, he will be needing the day to recover."At those words- specifically the last one- Rebecca's concern returned. "Why would he need to recover at all?" she asked."There are some things that are best left unsaid," was all he said in response, which did nothing but worry the human girl even more, as she wondered about the state the kind werewolf must be in if he needed to heal. "More importantly, he told me where my mother is being h
Meanwhile, in the torture chamber, Retchet sat on the chair he was bound to still. His body was filled with many cuts and gashes, blood dripping from his body in various places, his body… which shook and twitched quite violently, as he could still feel the pain he had experienced from Christian’s torture. Even with the injuries he sustained slowly healing, that healing factor does nothing to make him forget the trauma he had just gone through.‘I… I never thought… the young Alpha would be this… This cruel,’ he thought. ‘If I had known earlier of what he was completely capable of… I would have told him the truth much earlier. Done better at convincing his father… to tell the truth.’Had he known how heartless the young Alpha was to the core, how much of a monster being away from his mother has made him to be, Retchet would’ve already disobeyed Fenris’s order and spilled the beans. No werewolf- rogue or otherwise- has ever done anything as cruel as Christian had. It was one thing to gan
As it would turn out, it took Retchet half a day to recover from his injuries. With his wounds closed up enough, Christian’s small group made their way to one of the many hidden gates to the monster world. Rather than a group of three, though, one other person came along.“Are you sure it is fine for her to be with us? I mean, I am grateful, since safety is more guaranteed with more numbers but…” Rebecca trailed off there, unsure how else to explain it to Christian.“Petra’s the one who insisted in coming along, regardless of what I said to her. Besides, she has been very loyal to me for as long as I can remember,” he answered.True to his words, in the driver’s seat, driving the group to their destination, was none other than Petra. She who decided to join them in their trip to the monster world, rather than remain here in the human world.“You may be leaving the pack that you formed, abandoned your role as Alpha in that pack, but you will forever be my Alpha,” Petra told him, glanci
With Christian, as it was in the middle of the day, he has some difficulties slipping through the pack. Thankfully, there was a part of the fence that had a hole in it, big enough for him to go through in his wolf form, and poorly hidden. After that, he had to sneak past the many busy people in the village. They who seemed to be in a festive mood, as was the village itself.'Is there some werewolf festival going on here?' he wondered, hiding in the shadows."I can't wait for the young lord to be here," he overheard a female werewolf spoke. She a teenager, and speaking to some other females her age."None of us can. I still can't believe the Alpha has had a son this whole time, and none of us knew about it," another one of the females stated."I wonder what the son is like. Then again, since he is the heir, he must be someone dashing," another one of them said."Strong, too. He may have human blood running through his veins, but he is still an Alpha rank. Plus, our kind is much more su
At the same time, within Fenris’s mansion, the Alpha was just finished setting up some flowers in a vase on a nightstand right by Christen’s bedside.“What do you think of the flowers today, Christen?” he asked in a low tone, looking at his sleeping mate. “These are daffodils. They are said to symbolize new beginnings. And hope for a bright future. I thought they would be perfect since… Well you know, our son will be arriving today. Though, these probably are not the best flowers to use, considering the state of things.”Despite the words coming out of his mouth, despite how he is speaking to his beloved, as expected, she has not even reacted to a single thing he said. He had hoped that hearing about their son’s arrival would trigger something in her, give him a sign that she will wake soon, at least for the son she gave birth to and raised. But alas, as he feared, there were no sign of improvements at all to her condition.“I wonder if you will at least react to him being here,” he m
Some days have passed since Wilford’s group saved Christian and Rebecca from the Neo Krawlers. In the time that passed during their travel to the Diamante Pack, while Christian kept his distance from their werewolf guides around them, Rebecca had been making some small talk here and there with them. If only to help ease tension between him and the rest of the werewolves. Get to know them better so she wouldn’t have to fear them so much. Her opinion of them most especially improved after they managed to find shelter the first night, and one of the werewolves provided proper medical treatment for her leg. She was honestly astonished to learn that even werewolves truly would need to learn some medical knowledge from that werewolf. Namely due to some certain factors that they apparently cannot heal from. “Hoe is your leg feeling, Rebecca?” Christian asked, getting her attention.“Hm? Oh, it’s fine, as far as I know,” she answered. “If anything, I should be the one asking how you are, Ch
Meanwhile, away from Christian’s group, the pair of werewolves who were sent by Wilford to assist Ratchet and Petra arrived at the area Rebecca had told them they had left them at. A part of the woods that had a large sturdy tree with a hollow opening, and a log that may be close by to it. ‘May be’, considering how Retchet had used it as a club or bat when he helped her and Christian escape.At the very least, the trio would’ve heard a scuffle going about as they approached, only to see no sign of their fellow Diamante werewolf.“Damn it, I think we lost them!” the male with blonde hair cursed.“It was quite the run to here. I’m actually amazed those two made it as far as they did as humans. Especially when one of them was injured and getting carried on his shoulders,” the female werewolf with her blue hair in braids stated. “This is not the time to be impressed. If Retche gets captured by the Neo Krawlers, that would be as bad as any of us Diamantes getting captured. No… It would be
As they walked to Christian’s father’s pack, the Diamante-Krawler Pack- or just ‘Diamante’ Pack- the walk there was quite silent. A bit too quiet for Rebecca’s liking. It wasn’t that she disliked it per say, as it was more that, being surrounded by people who knew Christian’s father, she had thought that Christian would want to know at least a little bit more about the man who gave birth to him. This was especially considering the fact that the bits of things they were claiming about him sounded to be good things. Nothing vile as Christian believed about him. As much as she wanted to know more about him, though, the truth about the father, she also knew that now was not exactly the right time. Not while she was being carried by the half werewolf in the middle of the crowd surrounding them.“You look like you want to talk about something,” Christian said, causing her to flinch.“Was it that obvious?” she asked.“I’ll only answer what I’m comfortable in answering. Anything else- especi
"Your mother’s name… Is it ‘Christen’?”How Christian’s world seemed to have turned when the question left the older werewolf’s mouth. The one other thing he knew about his mother that a certain handful also knew of. And those handful all hailed in the human world.Or so it should have been, as far as he knew. Unless if any one of Forrest’s werewolves had actually also returned to this world at some point and spoke about his mother to others by name, or Retchet himself for that matter.Rebecca stared at Christian in worry when he froze in stupor like this. Not that she could blame him, going by the expression he had. She certainly was not told by him or Retchet what his mother’s name was. In fact, if he never told anyone about his search for his mother, then chances are that he never told them about her name either. So for this werewolf to correctly guess the name right…“How the hell did you know her name?” Christian demanded, rage slowly building up in him as he slowly came to reali
Christian and Rebecca were at a loss. Standing before them was a small group of werewolves. Though they did not seem to be much of threats to Christian, with Rebecca in his arms, he knew better than to risk fighting against them in this situation.Rebecca also knew Christian was not going to be able to fight against the number. Not while he has her burdening him. This was exactly the sort of thing she wanted to avoid, and now, because of the injury she sustained…“Christian, leave me here,” she told him, to his shock. “Wait, what?”“You have to leave me here. There’s no other way!”Christian was flabbergasted with what she was telling him to do. “I am not leaving you behind!““You have to if you want to find your mother! You need to!” she urged him.Christian was not going along with it, though, as he shook his head in denial. “No way! Now look here-”Before he could say another word, several figures ran past him, much to his stupor. Confused, the pair picked up their heads and looke
Christian and the others could not believe their current predicament. They were only stopping by a nice sturdy tree to take a little break from their walk, when not only did Petra go about insulting humans, but they have found themselves suddenly surrounded by a large number of werewolves. All who seemed to be far from friendly."Who the hell are you lot?" the young Alpha demanded with a growl.Rather than feel threatened by the question, the feminine werewolf sarcastically stated, "Oh, how scary. You growling like that. And they say a dog's bark is worse than its bite?"One of her comrades snickered at the comment. "A dog? When that mutt has human blood running through his veins?"The statement took Rebecca and Christian by surprise. The latter especially, since no other werewolf back in the human world- at least, none of his mafia members- had said anything about him being half human. Then again, earlier the first figure was able to correctly identify their race after she took in th
Footsteps dashed quickly along the muddied ground, as Rebecca and Christian ran through the woods in the dark of night. Panting, with exhaustion threatening to catch up to them, as was another.Rebecca tripped or slipped on something- she couldn't tell which one it was- and fell flat on her face. Hearing her fall caught Christian's ears, as he came to a stop and turned back to her."Hey! You okay there?!" he questioned, helping her up.Rebecca was about to answer, when she felt a sharp pain in her leg. Looking down, she saw a sharp rock protruding out of her calf. No doubt having jabbed into her leg when she fell, as blood leaked out of the wound.Christian also took notice of the injury- in fact, he could smell the blood- and cursed under his breath. "Shit... We don't have time for this. I'm carrying you."Rebecca looked up at him with her eyes slightly wide. "No, you don't need to-""This is not open for discussion!" he cut off, taking the human in his arms and continued on running.