LOGINChristian could not believe how bad his luck was. Bad enough he got spotted by a werewolf in this mansion, that werewolf was his own deadbeat father? The very same man who abandoned his mother. Just thinking about it made him sick, as he clenched his fist, and glared at him.“Now, son… I-” Before the Alpha could finish what he wanted to say, Christian lunged at him. Struck him hard in the face and knocked him back a bit.“I finally found you, you damn motherf*cker bastard!” he shouted, rage filling him so at the sight of the werewolf before him. Sniffing out his mother’s scent on this guy, however faint it was. “I oughta kill you for what you did to her all those years ago!”As the Alpha rubbed his nose- broken and recovering from the punch- footsteps rushed over, and a pair of werewolves were seen at the door.“Is something a matter, Alpha?!” the werewolf who called out to him before asked. He seemingly more on the ordinary side as an average human would. With him was a buffed werewo
Christian followed the arrows down the halls to a door. As he walked, he had been careful with his surroundings, making absolutely sure that no one would be following him. Much less see or hear him. It would be one thing if it were that deadbeat father of his, but not anyone else. Even as he got to the door the arrows had been leading him to, Christian looked around the area, double checking to see if there was anyone else around. ‘If this is supposed to be a trap, they are either doing a good job hiding from me, or they are terrible at setting traps,’ he thought, wary of how easy it seemed.He even checked around the door for traps and anything unusual, only to find nothing of the sort. ‘Must be triggered from the inside,’ Christian assumed, narrowing his eyes in suspicion, as he took some careful whiffs of the door. His eyes widened a bit as he was taken aback in shock with the smell on the other side of the door. A scent so familiar to him that he could never forget. 'That smell
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







