I asked if we could sit outside in the sun, maybe I'd feel better. Khai rolled out a mat and poured me a glass of orange juice. He carried me outside and laid me on the carpet and he laid right beside me.His face rested in his palms and he brushed a lock of my hair behind my ear. He moved closer and kissed my forehead. We were in the middle of the garden where anyone interested could see us."Every moment you were asleep I felt helpless. If you didn't come for me...""Then you would have been shot," I said."Is that what you want?" I asked him."In this circumstance, yes. I'd rather be the one in pain. Not you.""This pack needs you. I don't regret taking that shot for you."Khai shook his head. "It was a human who shot you. When I tried to go after him his scent had suddenly disappeared. That doesn't happen. A scent doesn't disappear just like that, especially a human's because they don't run that fast.""What was he doing in
I sent Jacob out three days ago to investigate what happened. Who was the man and why was he there? Who sent him? Traga land and all the lands surrounding us owned by wolves were protected by the law against poaching and any type of hunting. No one was allowed to hunt there so what was he doing with a gun? Was he trying to be lucky? Who would hunt a wolf? A taxidermist? Had he intended to wear my skin or put my head on a wall?Anyhow he needed to be found and killed. He was going to tell the whole world about 6-foot-tall wolves. He must've seen her turn human after he shot her. We couldn't let him go. He had to be found and all the people he told.Although I was asleep, I was aware and held her as closely as I could. I could hear her breathing. Finally normal. Her heartbeat was good for a sleeping woman and her hair smelled the same way it always did; cedar with a hint of honey. It made me feel like I was in one of my daydreams.In th
I headed for the bathroom, locked the door and washed my face at the sink. My face was heating up, I wanted to cry. I felt like a failure. I was killing her. I couldn't save her. I couldn't find her perpetrator and make him beg her for forgiveness. I couldn't make her feel like the queen she was. What kind of alpha fails his luna? And what could I do? What could I do to save her? Wait for Walter to figure it out?All I could think of was finding the stupid human who did this. But every time I did that it took me away from her. Those days when she was unconscious I would go out, run for miles looking for him but every second I was away, I felt horrible for not spending it with her.But what if that idiot could help me? I'd have to beg a species below me for salvation. My pride was a huge lump in my throat but for her, I would swallow it. I wouldn't lose the only completion I had in my life.I had such a huge hole in my heart ever since my father's death and havin
An old wolf, with fur white as snow and hazel eyes picked me up on the path on which I had collapsed.I had woken up with so much invincible strength I thought I could do anything. As I slept I had a dream, a solution. I’d been quietly ruminating through the days since the River Cresent Wolves came, about a plan. I didn’t quite know how to solve their problem. The River Crescent wolf issue had nothing to do with me but I figured that since I was their luna I too had to do something. Besides, Traga wolves had done so much for me that I had to do something for them too.I woke up in Walter’s room and he had been scribbling something down on a clipboard when my eyes shot wide open. He gasped for me and came to my side, trying to keep the tubes and needles inside me, saying it was for my own good. I told him I never felt as good as I did right then. I had no pain and all my cells spoke of was power and energy. I had inspiration from my dream.Walter didn’t let me go easy. He blocked the d
As we ran home, I couldn’t help the sickly feeling in my stomach. It could’ve been Roman and our connection – I only felt a fraction of what she truly felt but this was my emotion. My feelings. Intiyago was nothing but odd. Nothing about his behaviour made any sense to me.When they first came to our house, chasing Roman, that was the only time I understood him. He had hoped to confuse me by saying he was leaving in the name of love but the truth was that they were outnumbered and any smart alpha knows when to quit. But everything else from then made no sense.Apart from killing our watch wolves, he made no sense. Killing our watch wolves meant that he was trying to reduce our numbers. If the Azraels weren’t so good at concealing their scent we would’ve found them a long time ago but all our searching had been in vain. We only saw Intiyago when he wanted us to see him like that time we saw him in Roman’s home. Just standing there. He was difficult to read. What was the purpose of just
As Khai slammed the door my heart beat out of my chest, desperate to follow him and press him into a corner. What did I have to do to be told the truth around here? I was obedient and quiet and now I was dying yet no one felt the need to tell me anything.Khai was selfish. He knew everything there was to know about me, even to the point of study yet when I asked something I was pushing him.I poured out my heart about everything I went through. He knew in disgusting detail how my father died, my sisters, my mother, my brothers, my whole clan. I was sure he could sketch out the exact image of that day in his book.But I stayed in bed. I wasn't in pain but decided to enjoy the serene silence of normalcy. I had forgotten this is what it felt like to be without poison.Days went by and we settled back into the usual. Life carried on like we were open books to each other when I was the open book and he was shut, still and dusty on a shelf.Khai took me out a lot those days. He spent every
I always sat in there for at least thirty minutes before the water got cold and the oils wore off. Edna would wave her hands above the water as she sat on a stool next to the tub and the water would move in little waves.I marvelled at her the first time she did it, I never knew wolves could control the elements. She blushed and said she was weak, when she was young she could raise all the water in Freudian and now, she could only cause a little sprinkle. That was how I learned that their abilities grew weaker as they aged. We Sun Wolves only got stronger with age.Edna believed and hoped that this daily process slowed the poison's effectiveness and therefore increased my days. I wasn't certain of that, none of us were but it was therapeutic to be enlightened by her wise mind.The woman was practically an owl. All that was left was for her to be in the tree outside Khai's bedroom window and turn her head at me and hoot every night."What's funny?" she asked after I laughed enough to k
I was sitting in a staff meeting at the bait shop downtown with stress heavy on my shoulder. The manager I had hired went on about staff and his grievances with them and the shop. They wanted more pay and more staff on hand. I told him I would increase the budget and he may hire two more part-time staff. Unfortunately, I could not increase their pay at the moment due to the restaurant that needed a new bathroom and kitchen. Perhaps in the next quarter.They continued to discuss their plans and ways to improve sales and though I looked into their eyes and nodded I heard and understood nothing. My body was full of tension that never ceased since the day Roman got shot. I found it funny how just months ago all the worries I had in the world were work and the pack.These days I had to force myself to worry about anything else but her. Everything else felt unnatural to care about. I was becoming Roman-centric, she was the sun I orbited.All I could think about was her even when I was aroun
I reached out for her and she moved her hand away. That's when I knew there was division between us."Do you know what you sound like?" she said as she glared at me.I shrugged helplessly."A colonizer.""Excuse me?" I breathed.I wasn't sure if I heard her right."I should've listened to Malcolm. You've made Malcolm a reliable source. Do you know how insane you need to be to make Malcolm sound reliable?" she shouted.The workers around us watched us and all the harvesting had stopped. Audrey saw the eyes and closed the space between us and lowered her voice."How dare you use Khai's name to justify your schemes," she said through clenched teeth."This is not my scheme Audrey. I don't want this either but Khai said-""How dare you?"Her eyes became glossy and she jabbed a finger in my chest."Doing that will eradicate everything that makes us Traga. You came in here and usurped our leader and now you
Winter covered the garden with its cold whiteness and a few months breezed past. The trees grew bare with leaves and frostbite crept up my fragile human toes.I never had to worry about these things when I spent every day and night as a wolf. My fur always kept me warm but as a human, which I spent most of my time as - I found sickness and shivering to be commonplace.They were generous with the mourning period but time was running out. I couldn't avoid the subject of marriage to Malcolm any longer. Eventually, the elders would end their kind silence and come to the house again.Intimidated and confused, I had said yes to marrying Malcolm under the condition that they would lend me the guard dogs in my fight against the Azraels. They had done that for me.This was against my moral code. Growing up, my father taught me to keep my word but then I felt Khai, heard him in my head and promised him I’d never marry Malcolm and see the plan through - my mor
It became apparent why I was here. Why it was the doorstep of the Tragas I fell upon. It was for this moment right here. Khai and I were nothing but collateral, a means to an end.I was but a small cog in the machine, a pawn in a chess game played by the gods. Traga was willing to sacrifice himself to Yaga so his children would get stronger and live longer. My blood would certainly guarantee that.After Khai left my mind and body I felt lonely. Lonelier than I’d ever been or believed was possible. I sat in the desert crying for what felt like an hour as the black hole in my chest gaped wider.I saw them looking for me in the distance and I ran to hide so I could cry all the cowardice out of me.I couldn’t continue like this anymore. I needed to take the first step. Move out of the passive and into the active.For the first time in a long time, I got on my knees and said a prayer.Give me the strength to see these plans through. Please soften the hearts of Traga Wolves so they may rece
The night went on and I left the crowd to sit alone with my fourth drink. I wanted to cry but my body felt too tired of all the sadness and pain. Also, I was tired of forcing smiles.I walked a mile off and sat on the dirt, gazing up at the moon.I’d never given the moon much thought till I came to Traga. All I cared about before was the sun and now I was of both the sun and the moon.As I stared the moon it began to glow. I kept my gaze fixed on it and I felt my blood rushing through my veins. I stood up to my feet as my heart pounded in my chest.What was happening?It went on for a while until my chest felt warm. Tears brimmed at my eyes as I felt it again. His love. His warmth, his presence glowing from inside of me.It was Khai. How?Roman. Khai?Yes. How? I laughed, a mix of joy and tears.How was this happening. I’d never felt so whole in my life. My
Ginos was a place out of town, randomly in the middle of the dessert like area. It was made of shipping containers huddled into a circle where people could sit and have drinks. They only served barbeque meats and alcohol. The air was heavy with spices, smoke and charred meat which made my mouth salivate.I couldn’t believe the Tragas had finally managed to get me off raw meat. I couldn’t imagine eating it.We joined two tables and sat together, the loudest group in the whole place. Hannah, Falcon, Jacob, Yolanda, Audrey, Malcolm, Linda and apparently Greg was coming. The idea didn’t excite me and I felt that it was disrespectful seeing as Khai was barely gone for a week and she was already going over his head.Khai never wanted Greg around them. He could do nothing about Linda’s love for him but he made it clear he didn’t want him around other wolves.I didn’t have the energy to argue and fight a losing battle. No matter what I said, Linda would justify his presence in her head. And on
The guard dogs ran ahead of me, howling in celebration. I turned my head away from the corpses and tried to convince myself I was walking back from somewhere else. But I couldn’t forget what I did, not while I had his skull in my mouth.The howls filled the air all the way back to Traga land. Outside the house many wolves in their human forms had gathered, ready to receive us. They were so excited to see us, cheering and joyful that the reign of Azraels was finally over. I placed Intiyago’s head in the middle of the garden and everyone erupted in joy.Where was my joy, I wondered. I couldn’t feel a thing.Intiyago haunted me for so long, made my life a living hell and now that I had ended him I felt no joy nor sense of completion. I entered the house and phased into a human in the kitchen.My behavior offset them but they continued to cheer and celebrate outside, hoisting Intiyago’s head and parading around with it. The house was e
The world was red as I backed away, trying to shake the blood off my face. Intiyago walked slowly toward me. Prowling, Ravenous and angry but his eyes – his eyes were sympathetic.Roman, this is not what I want. His voice was soft in my head. He stopped in his tracks, his head lowered down and he licked drops of my blood which had fallen on a rock.No.But it was too late, his pink tongue wiped the rock clean and his eyes surged with a golden glow. A menacing growl ripped out of him.This is what I want!His voice was heavy again, dark and sharp. The sun healed the scratch and I could see properly again. I charged toward him and clawed at his face. Claw after claw I saw blood and more blood until his face was disfigured. He howled and jumped to the side where he rammed me into a tree. The impact almost broke my ribs but I got back up and gave him everything I had. I rammed him into the other tree and bit into his arm so hard I hit his bone.The painful howl he screamed satisfied me i
Malcolm decided to return to the funeral with a busted nose and lips. I waited on the porch for the guard dogs to appear. They said that as soon as Khai was buried we would get to go.Nothing else mattered but my vengeance, nothing at all. There was no after. I couldn’t imagine it and if I died killing all the Azraels I would be satisfied, I would’ve achieved my life’s purpose.A couple of wolves… Ten? No fifteen. Twenty-seven? Thirty! Thirty, to be exact broke out of the forest, ravenous and ready to fight. Traga guard dogs. Slightly bigger than other wolves and their legs showed that they spent their time fighting and running. These were strong wolves. I almost felt pride when I saw them coming in, if no one knew – they would’ve thought they were wild wolves.I got to my feet as family members and other Tragas came back to the house in their human forms. Hannah ran to my side.“You don’t have to do this. You’re the alpha, send them out instead. You stay.”Vomit bubbled in the back o
When we were out of sight he loosened his grip on me. My hand quickly found its way to his and I held it tight. I couldn’t let go of the warmth, even for a second. I still allowed my mind to play tricks on me. If I did not look at him and imagine his voice as Khai’s he would be Khai.“You can’t do that type of stuff. It’s traumatising,” he said.I knew it was wrong. I did not doubt it but I didn’t care.His other free hand ran down his face. He looked tired and sleepless. The bags under his eyes were swollen, and red cracked through the whites of his eyes. Had he not slept? I looked away from him, to the trees and anything else that would allow me to swap him out with who I wanted him to be.“That’s why we have to look at him before they shut the casket. It prevents such things.”Leaves crunched under his boots and my heels. My ankles and toes hurt.It was insane how it hadn’t been a complete year since I met Khai. I met him in winter and lost him before winter. I let go of his hand. H