CHAPTER 5

Derrick

I couldn't believe my eyes, different emotions ran through me. Kodiac, my wolf froze, I could feel his heartbeat stop.

Before me was my brother, laying still in his own blood, dead.

Why does this always happen to me? Why does a day of happiness always go bad for me?

My mother was killed by a rogue on my nineteenth birthday, my father died on the yellow moon night, the night I turned into my wolf self.

And now....now....now my brother; the only family I had left was laying in front of me; cold-blooded in death.

The rest of the pack were growling and howling as I looked on.

I knew something was fishy when Amigo went missing. He would never miss anything that gave me joy.

I initially thought he was just fooling around with me. 

Amigo was fond of making entrances, I thought that was his plan but he would never make his entry after I had been crowned, right?

I wanted to overlook his absence but something just didn't seem right.

I was still in my thoughts when I heard an unfamiliar voice scream.

There were only few females in the pack's defence group and I instructed them all to remain in the pack to protect the rest. Only the Delta was amongst us and she wouldn't be screaming but growling.

I looked to the left of my brother's dead body and sitting there, was a human girl.

I walked closer to her still in my wolf form and from her countenance, it was obvious she was afraid.

Why was she sitting close to Amigo's dead body and covered in his blood?

Wait, she was also holding a knife.

I moved even closer to her and took a sniff of her neck.

She is responsible!

She killed Amigo, she killed my innocent brother on my coronation night.

How wicked could the humans get? 

Now I understand my ancestor's reason for choosing to live away from the humans.

I felt Kodiac's pulse quicken as he growled from within.

She was going to pay for this, with her life!

Khloe

Oh no. I definitely wasn't going to escape death. They had come for their brother and had found him dead with me beside him covered in his blood. 

Of course they weren't going to have mercy on me.

The biggest and fiercest looking of them all, walked toward me and as he did, an image flashed through my mind. It was blurry but I could still recognize some of its features.

It was like I had seen this particular one of them. It looked exactly like the one I had seen in the illusion I had back at school during my presentation.

Wait, the illusion I had. Oh my gosh!

I had completely forgotten about that.

I looked to the left to take a proper look at the dead man laying on the floor while reminiscing on his voice.

His voice, it sounded just like the last thing I heard before passing out then.

How could I have forgotten about something so important? Why was I just regaining all of those memories now?

I knew staying here especially without my family was bad news.

Now I was doomed, I didn't even get to tell my family a proper goodbye.

I never got to see Michael again.

I never even got to complete my project.

Why was life so unfair?

Maybe this was how my father died, maybe he didn't actually commit suicide as reported, maybe these were the wild beasts that attacked him and killed him.

Oh heavens, my mother would never be able to survive this, I'm very sure of that.

Why did I have to lose my memory of the illusion? Why did I even have the illusion?

My dad always said you can only experience what you have in your imagination and only what you see can ever evolve around you.

Maybe if I hadn't seen anything of this sort I would not be close to my death hour.

As I was thinking of all the possibilities regarding my situation, my sight suddenly became blurry and immediately the biggest of all the beasts sniffed my neck, I felt light headed.

Migraine returned to me. It was so severe, I felt I was going to die even before the wolves attacked me. 

Speaking of wolves, from the looks on their faces and the abrupt stop they made to their growling, they must be thinking about the million ways they could use to kill me. They could even be communicating with their minds.

I was slowly drifting into unconsciousness and as I did, I saw an image of a girl whose features I couldn't quite point out, except for her waist long cherry coloured hair.

I saw her look into my eyes only to say something.....something that sounded so familiar; Ita shka seru matelsal hem Motsora matelsal hem. Shku sha, molehfej shku sha.

Those were the last words I heard before passing out.

Derrick

Humans would always be humans. From decade to decade, they would always be the same.

Weak and vulnerable but wicked and self centered.

I hadn't even made a move on her and she had passed out already.

Nevertheless, I wasn't going to change my decision against her.

I howled to the rest of the wolves, ordering them to carry both her and Amigo back to the pack while I do a ground survey around the human's cabin.

She couldn't have killed Amigo all by herself.

They howled back at me before carrying out my instructions.

The next day***

Michael's Residence

I was brushing my teeth happily, I was going to see Khloe after so long.

It actually wasn't so long, it was even up to a week since I last saw Khloe but I miss her like we hadn't seen in a Century.

Today was a Saturday so, I would sleep over at Khloe's cabin.

We could even talk about what I saw in her diary.

Wait speaking of what I saw, I should even check it out. That way I could have a bit of contribution to make, it could even help her out in her project.

I don't know why but I really wanted to impress her.

I opened the diary but found nothing, I flipped through the pages over and over again but couldn't find anything.

"Oh! There it is."

Yes, I finally found it. I picked up my phone to do a bit of research.

To my utmost surprise, when I tried researching, what happened next surprised me.

What the hell?