Prologue

  Ryan heard the tumbling sound from outside his room and his eyes immediately flew open in fear. He wanted to call out to whoever it was that had made the sound but a strange voice stopped him. He moved closer to his bedroom door and leaned toward the wooden frame to listen in on what could have caused the sound.

"Move out of my way Amelia," a deep voice growled and Ryan immediately recognised the name as his mother's name.

"Stay away from my son you bastard," his mother's familiar voice hissed desperately at whoever it was that spoke and Ryan could immediately sense that something was wrong and that he could be in danger.

"Your son is a curse Amelia, he should have been killed the very day he was born. Stop protecting him and move out of my way," the voice snapped back harshly and Ryan could not believe his ears nor could he fathom what could possibly be going on.

'Curse?' he asked himself.

His ears pressed further into the wooden frame.

"I'm begging you with everything you hold dear to you Eric, don't do this to me. For the sake of our long friendship, don't hurt my son. He's just a child. There's no way he could possibly hurt anyone," Amelia pleaded desperately.

"If you really cared about our friendship, you would've dealt with him yourself. You know how dangerous he's going to turn out to be and yet Amelia, you choose to protect him instead of protecting the people; your people! That thing you call a child will become a man someday and he's going to be the end of all of us so it's better you let him be killed now so you can forget about him," Eric replied and Ryan is quick to place his hand over his mouth to avoid gasping too loudly.

As confused as he was, he knew better than to confront the situation helplessly and he could only hope things don't get much worse than it seemed.

"Over my dead body will you take my child Eric. You'd have to slay me first!" Amelia yelled furiously, ready to defend and protect her child till her last breath.

"For the last time Amelia, move out of the way!" Eric's voice growled in a much scarier tone that made Ryan's heart almost skip a beat.

"It may seem as though you're forgetting your place Eric. I am Amelia, Alpha of the Graymoon pack and I'm ordering you to get out of this room if you don't wish to see the other side of me," Amelia snapped and Eric scoffed.

"And it seems you've also forgotten that ever since you gave birth to your cursed child, you've become nothing but a measly human. Aren't you even ashamed, Amelia? Calling yourself an Alpha when you can't even save the pack by doing away with that thing you call a son? You are willing to give up the entire pack just to save a boy destined to cause chaos and yet, you have the audacity to call yourself an Alpha? Listen to me Amelia, only with his death will peace be restored in the pack and I will not hesitate to do my duty even if you don't approve of it Alpha Amelia," he replied, laying emphasis on his last words. 

'Death?' Ryan wondered as fear seized him. He ran underneath his bed cover, closing his eyes and hoping everything he had just heard was all a terrible nightmare.

"1,2,3,4...," he muttered under his breath just as his mother had taught him, hoping he'd soon wake up from this horrible nightmare.

Amelia stood outside with her arms wide open to stop Eric from barging into her son's room.

Could her child really be dying today? Was there really no other way to protect him from his unfortunate reality? Had she already failed as a mother? She wondered to herself, trying to think of anything she could do to protect her son from getting dragged out. She knew the second Eric laid a finger on her child, he would be as good as dead and she could not bear the thought of watching her innocent child get killed.

"I won't let you kill my child Eric," she screamed her eyes wandering round the hallway for anything she could use to stop him.

Bingo, the wooden bat!

"If you insist on harming my child Eric, then one of us would have to die cause I will never allow it," Amelia defended, refusing to give up and the second she noticed the deadly look in Eric's eyes, she knew those eyes no longer belonged to her long time friend. She immediately reaches out for the bat and she gives it a swing in the direction of his head, he stumbles but doesn't fall to the ground like she had wanted.

'One last swing,' she thought.

She tries to swing it once more but is stopped mid air when Eric blocks her shot with his hand. She immediately drops the weapon and swings for his groin with her foot but sadly misses and is able to do less damage than she had intended.

She heads towards her son's room but is pulled back by a hand pulling on her hair. She turns and delivers a kick to his abdomen which had little to no effect on him but he eventually lets go of her hair and she runs towards his room and is about to swing the door open when he charges at her and a loud thud is heard outside the room and soon after, a grave silence follows.

"I hope you can one day forgive me for this Amelia," Eric muttered to himself as he watched his dear friend struggle till her last breath.

Ryan could hear the tumbling sound again and this time, he knew the body belonged to his mother. He crawled  helplessly behind the door and immediately hugged himself and pressed his mouth against his knees to avoid crying out loudly.

Fear gripped him even more when he heard his mother whimper whilst struggling to hold back the man whose only aim was to kill him. He could not see what was happening outside the door but from the way things sounded, it was nothing good.

The door flew open all of a sudden, revealing a tall male figure who stared down at Ryan with pure hatred in his eyes.

Ryan looked outside to spot his mother only for him to see her covered in her own pool of blood with her eyes barely closed. He could tell she had cried until her last breath and seeing her lifeless body desperately reaching out to him made him furious to his bones and the only thing he could think of at that moment was revenge.

  "Come with me quietly," Eric instructed Ryan coldly but Ryan doesn't move an inch. Instead, he stares back at Eric with furious eyes and when Eric attempts to pull him up forcefully, Ryan fights back and escapes from his strong grip.

"I said come with me!" Eric yelled in a dark, outraged tone but is surprised when Ryan doesn't even flinch. He knew the boy would be quite daring but he didn't expect him to seem this fearless.

"What did you do to my mother?" Ryan asked, clenching his fists to contain his anger and at the same time gritting his teeth.

"Don't ask any questions and follow me child, if you don't want to end up like her," Eric threatened, attempting to pick up Ryan once again but this time, Ryan not only easily escaped from his grip, he also pushed him back as hard as he could and to Eric's surprise, he almost lost his balance.

"Leave me alone," Ryan growled furiously as he slowly started to lose his mind to rage.

Eric noticed the sudden glow in the little boy's eyes and he let out a loud gasp as he realised what it meant. He was warned by the moon spirit to make sure the child is not provoked into extreme anger if he didn't want to awaken the evil spirit that resided in him.

Ryan slowly realised that his eyes were starting to burn and so was every part of his body. He could no longer control his fury and the only thing he could think of doing was tearing out the heart of the man that stood in front of him.

"You demonic child!" Eric spat out furiously, slowly taking a few steps backwards to retreat.

As soon as the words hit Ryan, he could no longer control himself as he charged towards him and the next thing he felt were his claws that came out from nowhere, piercing deep into the heart of the man in front of him and pulling out his heart brutally.

Eric knew his end had come as soon as he noticed the child's hands turn into long claws. He watched as the child charged towards him, sticking his claws into his chest area and as Eric slowly bled to death, he could feel his heart getting pulled out of his body before he eventually lost consciousness.

Ryan's eyes grew ten times wider when he see his hands covered with the blood of the man who had murdered his mother. He could not believe what he had done to him and seeing his heart in his hands made Ryan want to throw up all the food he had ever eaten.

He looked back at his mother's lifeless body and cries out for her to help me out of his confused state and when no one comes to his aid, he sits quietly in the pool of blood of the man he had murdered, placing his forehead between his knees and crying his eyes out till he eventually fell asleep.