Chapter 5

Xander's pov

Stepping out of the office with Rowan and Magnus flanking my sides, I'm greeted by warriors stationed in the hallway, omegas and human servants alike going about their daily task.

Looking out one of the windows in the hallway I spot the carriages that have brought the humans. The humans were being led out by warriors from each carriage.

I spot a flash of silver hair belonging to one of the humans from the silverclaw pack. A female. Something about her drew me in, I couldn't see her face yet as she seemed to be shielding her eyes from the sun.

A throat cleared, it was Magnus signaling that we should keep moving. Pulling myself away from the window we continued on our journey down.

Upon getting to the ground floor where the throne room was situated, my ears picked up the sound of something or someone being dragged, there was some sort of struggle.

Magnus, Rowan and I all shared a look. Could it be a human? That was impossible, they all feared us and dared not to even breathe wrongly in our direction plus they were all corporate when I looked out the window.

“Could be some omegas messing around.” Rowan said with a shrug. Before continuing to the throne room. I will find whoever was responsible for this ruckus and deal with them later.

We all walked to the throne room. The throne room was large with dark obsidian pillars, dark stone flooring, perfectly sculpted faces of all the previous alpha kings and queen lunas lined up against the walls on either side. A lot of blood has been shed in this room, faint crimson blood stains here and there, a reminder of what could happen if you step out of line. Lives have also been saved here, laws have been passed, deus has been paid and dreams have been fulfilled here. The throne sat massively at the end with enormous windows behind it, whenever a king passed on or stepped down for the new alpha, his favorite weapon would be smelted unto the throne. The throne was built on the ashes of the seven humans who initiated the war and the skull of their leader mounted on top, a reminder of what's to come if the humans try to go to war with them again.

Walking up to the throne, I pause and look at it, a remainder of all the responsibilities I had on my shoulders, the weight of the world. My crown rested on the armrest, gleaming under the sunlight filtering in from the windows, the crown has 10 gems, each representing a pack.

With a sigh I sat on the throne and waited for the arrival of the humans as they were led in. Lyra walks in not long after offering me a curt nod then taking her sit in one of the four chairs in front of me.

One for the gamma, one for the beta, one for each sibling.

The ruckus continued this time getting closer to the throne room. The warriors by the door opened it up revealing a captain dragging a thrashing human.

Silver hair… I thought to myself.

My nose picked up a delightful blend of frosted berries and wild honey laced with a delicate sweetness of vanilla orchid, this made my wolf purr within me.

The human had the same silver hair I had spotted from the window upstairs. I watched as they continued to brawl, neither realizing that they had arrived at the throne room.

The fiest human leaned forward and bit the warrior, a captain I presumed, hard drawing blood. With a shriek he released her.

She was a fighter. My breath caught in my throat as I caught sight of her face, she was stunning. Something stirred deep within me, I didn't know what it was.

“What's that Leo?” I asked my wolf, Leo.

“I don't know, but the human…there's something about her”. Leo responded.

The captain brought out his claw about to strike when Leo suddenly pushed forward, momentarily taking over from Xander and yelled.

“Stop!”.

The command reverberated in the castle. My alpha presence is fully immersed in it. All the werewolves present immediately bowed, forced into submission by the gravity of the command.

The Captain's claws immediately retracted as he bowed. The humans also felt the weight of my command, some quivered in fear, looking like they were about to piss themselves. The castle went pin drop silent.

The silver haired girl however seemed to only be light affected by this. This got me curious.

“What's going on here?” I asked, gaze pinned on the captain.

“Sir…” he started but trailed off.

I do not like to repeat myself so this ticked me off. I could smell the fear radiating off of him. Sliding my gaze to the human I find her gaze already pinned on me.

Her eyes… I thought, sucking in a sharp breath.

They were otherworldly, crystal blue. Like gems in place of her eyes. I felt like he was drowning in her eyes, I scanned her face and she looked like she had fallen out of the heavens, placed on earth by the moon goddess herself.

We locked eyes for what felt like an eternity but was merely a couple of seconds, drinking in each other's appearance. My eyes drifted down scanning her figure, although she was on the floor bundled in winter clothing that must be too hot for her in this weather, I could see a peek of pale smooth skin, a skin that he wanted to tinge red.

What the hell?... I thought to myself.

Where were these thoughts coming from? What's happening? Is this another plot of humans to try and bewitch me?

The unsettling sensation from the office was back, thousands of questions continue to run through my head all at once. Whatever is going on I was surely going to get to the bottom of it and put an end to it.