I turned to the other traitor, Stylo, a lean and wiry werewolf with black fur. His eyes were flashing with intensity, and he was glaring at me with all the power left in his pale body. I moved closer to him, with a mocking smile on my face, and I playfully cupped his bloody chin. I didn't care if the blood would stain my hands, I just wanted to show these fools who the boss is. Stylo kept glaring at me, and he tried to release himself from my chokehold, but the wolfsbane and silver made him weak. I just chuckled hysterically, albeit squeezing the face of this helpless wolf, before finally leaving him alone. "Wow! You cheeky lots dare to challenge me…" I snarled, my fur bristling with anger. "I don't even know what this world is turning into. Small folks like y'all, will just wake up on a fateful day, and think you can just upturn me, upturn the hierarchy of this pack, just like that… JUST LIKE THAT, HUH" I growled, maniacally.In a couple of seconds, my calm countenance changed to a
***CALISTA'S POV****A FEW DAYS LATERMeghan dyed the tawny, golden hair of my pups to black. It was kinda, a long procedure, and it took us days to forage for the raw materials for the corrective procedure. When we finally found them all, Meghan began the hair-darkening procedure. She used henna, indigo, and black walnut hulls to darken their hair. She made the dyes into a paste and applied it to their hair, which was then wrapped in a cloth and left to sit for several hours. Meghan said, the longer the dye was left on the hair, the darker the color would be. So, we had no choice but to wait, biding our time in the deep woods, while we perfected Kieran's and Melinda's camouflage.After a long week, their hair became jet-black. It was beautiful, at least, just like mine. I didn't even know why we went the length to change the color of their hair to black when we were heading straight for the lion's den. Well, I reconciled that we might peradventure meet those bloody otherworldly Lion
The moon hung low and full in the sky as we approached the pack. The air was thick with the scent of pine needles, and the ground was soft and spongy underfoot. As I pushed my way through the undergrowth, I could hear the distant sounds of laughter and music, and I was curious as to why loud noises were oozing from the direction of the pack. The sound of distant howls also filled the air, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.We were flanked by the Phoenix pack warriors, who almost came to blows with Malik.Thankfully that warrior saved the day in the nick of time and averted any form of bloodshed. He was also by our side, leading us to his Alpha. The sight of spilled blood, decapitated warriors, and dead bodies always makes me sick in my stomach, and thankfully I didn't have to go through all that again.As we emerged from the trees, into the pack, my eyes widened in amazement. I saw what could only be described as a werewolf party. Dozens of them were gathered around
*****CASSANDRA'S POV****It was a sunny afternoon, and it was time for the Stylo-Talleyrand trial. I gallantly walked into the room where the trial was going to take place — It was an unused room in my fortified chamber… and I had them modify the place into a court setting. They were probably expecting me to host the trial at the pack square, in the sight of every member of the pack, as it was the tradition, but at the nick of time, I chose to hold the trial behind closed doors, at a makeshift room inside my fortified chamber. I showed them yet again, that I'm the boss, and I'll always be one step ahead, of all their flimsy plottings. Well, who knows — a shock move like this one, might just tip everyone off scale, and make them dance to my tune. Well, I instructed the warriors to inform the members of the public, who were eager to see me dish out justice to the latest rebels to the Alphahood of this pack, of the change of the location of the trial court. That, their minds should no
"They were not inciting the pack against the Alpha." The elderly woman continued. "They were just gathering the common folks of this pack, unifying them in one accord, all in a bid to voice out the mundane yearnings of the whole pack.""Which is what??" I growled."To primarily, demand that you, the Alpha, call back out warriors to the pack…""Enough!" I growled, interrupting her at once. "The next witness, please!"The next witness was a young male werewolf, and as the alpha of the pack presiding over the trial of the two werewolves, I listened intently as the people of the pack were called to testify against the accused."My name is Winston Santan, and I have followed these two werewolves because I believe in their cause," he said, his voice strong and unwavering. "They are not rebels. They are trying to make our pack stronger. As of recently, our pack has been vulnerable, and we have been victim to various attacks lately, and Stylo and Talleyrand here were only rallying the common
The witnesses had given their own testimonies, and now, it was time to hear the final arguments of the defendants. Frustration and anger were vividly etched on their faces. The last set of witnesses must have put them on edge, and I'm absolutely loving it. Zelina delivered yet again.As Talleyrand and Stylo stood before the pack court, their eyes blazed with a fiery intensity that betrayed their simmering anger. "Since you asked us to give our final argument, why is my partner's mouth still bounded in wolfsbane, huh? I'm trying my best to believe that this whole process is gonna be free and fair, but it ain't just playing out like that anymore. So, I request that my partner be allowed free speech, so he'll be able to chime in, his own contribution, and join me in proving our innocence before this court of law." Talleyrand said, his voice low and dangerous. "The rules are the rules," I growled in response, staring straight into his soul, and maintaining my menacing aura. "And when yo
****CALISTA's POV*****'Just chill out, huh.' Lusee chimed in, 'Malik is just trying to resoundingly announce his presence, and he's also trying to put the other Alpha on his toes.''...and what if it all resorts to physical confrontation, what will happen to the rest of us, huh? Look around, we are clearly disadvantaged, and this ain't Lourmarin. There's no way we would survive these throngs of werewolves.' I retorted.'Wherever an Alpha wolf goes, he'll always look to instill his Alphaic authority,' Lusee responded, and I couldn't help but chuckle silently at her response.'What the fuck do you mean by Alphaic.' A slight grin escaped my lips. 'Is it even a word??''See, I don't care if it's a word or it ain't a word. And if it ain't a word, then by the order of the great wolf, Lusee it has become a word now…' She chuckled. 'So, an Alpha wolf would always look to instill his Alphaic authority, and sometimes battle for supremacy, but the atmosphere here is jovial, everyone is having f
My heart sank when I heard Alpha Alexei, repeat that a fellow, named Ubuntu was still out there hunting werelions. 'Did he mean to say that those evil black fraternity folks, that wreaked havoc at the mountain dew pack, and even used their dark powers to hunt Melinda, of blessed memory, and I down, some years ago, are still looking to hunt us yet again???' I mumbled under my breath, my body twitching in fright.'No, it cannot be…' Lusee brimmed. 'I thought Malik smothered all of them that fateful night after their dark powers were extracted from them. Well, maybe this Ubuntu escaped.''Ubuntu???' I bristled in a curious tone. The name rang repeatedly in my head. 'I'm familiar with this name… Oh, yeah. I remember now….' I squealed. "Ubuntu, she was my friend back at Ridgewood pack, and she helped me escape the dungeon after I mistakenly murdered my father. She perfectly fits the description of the werelion hunter, because while I was still at Ridgewood pack, she wielded superior dark