In the Red Moon Pack's palace, the atmosphere was lively. Everyone was happy and in a very light mood. Alex arms were tightly wrapped around Val's waist as they gazed into each other's eyes affectionately. They watched their daughter run around, playing with other pups. She seemed to be having so much fun and enjoying herself. Sophie had long dark hair, cascading down her shoulders as she ran around. She was indeed a lovely girl. A great beauty to behold. "Mum, Dad, see what I did!" Sophie screamed in delight , running towards them with her hands raised high above her head, showing them the paper doll she had created. Val left her husband's side, rushing forward with her arms wide open, ready to receive Sophie into her warm embrace. Then in the next instant, she could hear thunder rumbling in the sky. And she couldn't see her daughter anymore. "Alex, I can't see Sophie anymore or am I going blind?" she asked as she turned to face Alex. Only that Alex wasn't standing there anymor
The scent grew stronger and stronger, overiding her brain. Her senses. The scent suppressed the banging pain she was feeling in her head. She looked drowsily around the room but saw no one. Where was she? she wondered. "Val, it's me," someone called out from the dark and there was something about the voice... The voice sounded strangely familiar to her ears, but she couldn't put a name to the voice. She continued staring into the dark, still no one. Then she suddenly felt a jolt of pain jab at her head again. She quickly grabbed her head with her two hands, wincing in pain and squeezing her eyes shut. She weaved her fingers through her hair, still wincing as the pain raked through her entire system. The pain abruptly stopped. It stopped as if commanded by some kind of unbending force. Next, someone was tapping her softly. Slowly, she opened her eyes. A pair of eyes were staring directly into her eyes. This eyes... she thought, were so farmiliar. She was sure she had seen it count
She hugged Sophie tightly, pressing her head against the crook of her neck. She began moving up and down in slow and steady strides, thumping her feet as she did. "Hey, baby," Val said, stroking Sophie's hair and fighting back the tears that threatened to fall. "Daisy says you've been throwing tantrums ever since I left. Does it hurt that much?" Sophie increased the pitch of her voice, make a high-pitched whine in the back of her throat. "I know," she agreed. "No fun at all. Those rashes are itching and burning right? Don't worry, momma is here now. It's all going to be fine." "What exactly happened here?" Alex asked from behind her and she glanced over her shoulder to look at him, only to find him staring back at her in open-mouthed horror. He was scanning the entire room, spinning around as he so. "What is it?" she asked him, unsure of why he must be acting that way. "I'm just wondering why this place is so..." He made a gesture with his hand. "So chaotic and disorganized," he f
Blood and brutal manslaughter. Howl of pain and lots of head rolling on the floor. And Sophie. She was in these dreams too. She was there, held captive by some unknown people. Pursued by these horrible dreams, Valentina had not spent a peaceful night at all. And she woke up freezing. Her heart beating frantically. What was odd, she thought, was that the heater in the room was on, and even the room's temperature was warm. It was more odd because she herself was buried to the chin under a thick downy quilt which someone must have used to cover her when she had slept off yesterday. The person was most possibly Alex, she thought. Despite the thick fabric swallowing her up from head to toe, her skin was still icy cold to the point of making her shiver to warm it. What was odder still, was that she was not merely cold. Until she lifted her hand to her face and felt it for herself. And she would have sworn that she was wet, as if she'd been standing out in the middle of a rainstorm. But
Alexander figured it was love and happiness that made a man so energetic after only an hour's sleep, because right now he didn't know how he was feeling. He could even swear he had never felt so weak as this all his whole life. Even days when he had gone off without sleeping, he still always felt full of energy but now even after more than three hours sleep, he still felt like he needed more sleep. Yesterday night had been a little bit hectic for him. He'd had to stay in the nursery for hours to look after Sophie and make sure she's okay. It had taken so long for Sophie to finally calm down and sleep. She had woken up in between intervals of sleeping, crying in pain and scratching her body. Even at some point, Valentina had become so exhausted and had slept off, shivering in whatever it was she was feeling. Yesterday night, he couldn't fathom what Val had been feeling, whether she'd been feeling hot or cold. She had been shivering that he'd had to cover her whole body with a big
Both Val and Alex were torn between opening the door for whoever it is at the door, and attending to Sophie who was crying. Val on her part wanted more than anything to attend to her daughter. She didn't want anyone to see Sophie especially with the way she was now. The condition her whole skin has now become very much worse. Earlier this morning, when she had heard Sophie's squealing on her way to the kitchen, she had gone back inside the nursery to check up on her and what was making her cry again. She had met her scratching hard at those furuncle with her little fingers. She had scratched hard at them till most of the boils bursted, and pus mixed with blood came out all over her body. She'd had to bath her and apply some ointments all over her body. Surprisingly and unexpectedly, the pus had stopped coming and the furuncles had all dried up and healed completely without even a single trace of it on her body. How could that have happened? Val had been wondering ever since, ref
The woman smiled at Val. She knew that smile. That devilish crooked teeth revealing smile. Oh goodness! The strange lady from her dreams. Just that her appearance was a little bit different. It was more human, less frightening and all. And she looked so beautiful too. Wait a minute! What was she doing here? Then it suddenly clicked. She had always known that the dreams had felt so real, she had always felt that those dreams and everything to do with Sophie's condition. But still... How could the woman be so brazen as to even enter into the palace. That could only mean one thing. She was already determined to do anything it takes to stop those men from administering any kind of treatment to Sophie. And maybe to take her away. To kill her. Panic kicked in. The lady was coming towards her, her lean and long legs closing in the distance rapidly. The man that she had earlier been talking to before Val had seen them seemed to have become two men. Or was her eyes playing a trick on her?
Valentina grew as pale as a white sheet. She looked closely at the person lying helplessly on the floor, and it was her friend, Kendra. She had mistaken her for the strange lady from her dreams. But how was that even possible? She was positive that she had definitely seen the strange lady. Was it the way of her mind responding to the stress of what was happening to her daughter right now? Or was it the strange lady messing with her head? She might have done a little trick of making Kendra appear like her? Now she had just ended up hurting her best friend. She was feeling very... very, well she had a very complicated feeling right now. How was she even going to explain to the already shocked Alex and Matilda who were looking at her now with dismay written all over their faces. How would she explain to Kendra that she had hurt her because she thought she was someone else. "Oh, God." Her face had grown deathly white. She put a trembling hand to her mouth. "I... I'm so sorry Kendra. I
It was an unassuming house, a three-story building, red brick with black shutters on a corner lot of the quiet street. Alex had parked two blocks away. Gareth and Matt took the back while Matilda and Alex approached from the street. Brown leaves were scattered on the lawn. Two maple trees and some miniature shrubs offered little in the way of concealment, so they stayed to one side of the building. "Hang back," Alex told Matilda."Yeah, right," she scoffed. Alex glanced at his mother and saw an annoying smirk. Yes! She would find this interesting, he thought dryly. Especially after what she had done earlier. Maltilda had helped them distract the demon wolves and even after then when Alex was on the verge of death. When he was torn between two critical decisions, Maltida had also been the one that rescued all the pack warriors. She had brought out their ice cannon and shot it at all the demon wolves, freezing them to death immediately. How she had done it so expertly and swift, he
Val woke up to a dark room. The sniffed around and the room smelt stange. Unfamiliar. Her head was banging and her throat was dry and scorching. Her whole body aches from having slept in the hard rugged ground. For some minutes, she could not remember what had happened and what she was doing in such a strange place. "Anyone there?" She called out as loud as she could as she blinked rapidly against the dark room. She tried to rack her brain to remember how she got. Wait a minute... she had gotten to the entrance of the witches kingdom, then she had heard a sound behind her, then she had turned to see some group of scary looking men, and then they had.. "Ohhh," she mouthed as her face contorted with horror. Yes! she had felt a very sharp and intense pain when they had hit her with something on her head. She did not even know what the thing was. It had happened too fast and she wasn't expecting it. Then she remembered something else, and this time, her breath caught hard in her throat.
By the time Val was done bathing, it was already noon. She was now feeling much better and stronger. She felt her muscles loosen and untie themselves in anticipation of a great journey. Pulling a blouse over her head, a smile spread across her face as she chortled quietly. Earlier today, it had been so funny when she had asked her mother about Sophie and her expression had changed. She had thought of the worst things that could have happened to her baby. But as it turned out, nothing had happened. Her mother had just decided to tease her a little, which had gone all wrong. She had been so vexed with her mom that she had demanded to be left alone for some times. But thank goodness, Sophie's condition had improved. Well technically, not really. The boils and rashes were still covering her skin, only that she had stopped her shrieking noise. The only thing she does when she feels the pain is to cry quietly. It was as if she had gotten used to it. Sophie was such a strong baby. As li
Roshan stood in front of his warriors, moving stealthily around and listening carefully for the slightest movement. Where could the Red Moon Pack bastards have gone? he wondered. He scanned the entire environment, he looked up at the sky, still he found not even a trace of them. He began stamping his feet on the ground to check if they had dug the earth up to cover themselves, but the ground was still as sturdy as ever. Then out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a foot track. He snorted contemptuously. Bastards been thinking they're smart, huh? He thought. He started tracing the track, moving carefully forward. Then he came to the end of the track. He gritted his teeth in anger. "Bastards!" he growled angrily. He started going from where he had first seen the track. All of a sudden, he stopped as if a thought had occured to him. He put a finger in his lips, signalling his pack members to be as quiet as they could be. Slowly, he raised his head up to stare up at the trees. "Stand
The demon wolves looked around to know where the sound was coming from. Even Alex was surprised. They could still hear the snapping of bones but they didn't know where it was coming from. Then there was a howl of pain followed by the ripping sound of clothes. Everyone turned in the direction of the sound. It was Kendra. She had shifted to her wolf form. Even the demon wolf that had been dragging her by her hair was surprised, he hadn't even noticed her slipping from his grasp and transforming. Without warning, Alex gave Kendra's daughter to one of the lower rank warriors. "Give the pup to her mother!" He instructed. "Alexander, you're making a hell of mistake!" the Alpha demon wolf said, revealing his slightly crooked fangs. He was glaring at Alex aggressively, and an intense murderous intention was evidently written on his face. "Bring it on, monster!" The Alpha demon wolf growled at him. He seemed not to like being called a monster. Good. Alex noted. "If you think anyone will b
Alex's wolf, Gary shook his body and his white furs bounced proudly on his back. "Mom, you're staying right here," he repeated. And was out of the office in the next moment as the office door banged shut. Once outside, Gary let out a howl drawing the attention of a demon wolf that had his back to him. The demon wolf turned and the only thing Alex could think about for a while was, what the fuck? What kind of a creature was this? he thought. In fact they shouldn't be called demon wolves at all, rather they should be called demon monster because what in goodness name was this? The demon wolf was twice in size as a normal werewolf, and he had a very ugly face. To Alex, the demon wolf that had just turned to look at him looked like shit. The face was that of a human, then he had very long fangs, longer than a regular werewolf's fangs and his claws were showing in his feet and hands. He also had two horns etched deep into two sides of his skull. He had the features of a human and wolf. I
"Alpha Alex, this is not about shutting up. This is more serious than you could ever think. Those people, they are demons, they spit out fire. They're..." "Just be quiet!" he ordered angrily. "Alex, I want to be quiet but..." "Will you wait a damn minute and let me process what you're trying to say. Let me fucking think!" Alex was gradually losing his cool. At any time, he could pounce on Gareth and beat up till he got his blood flowing in this office. His wolf was unleashing a blood sucking aura, and he was breathing so hard to calm himself down and think properly. Matilda could feel the murderous aura emanating from her son. She knew exactly what it meant, and she couldn't let that happen. The beast in him wanted blood, and he would get it whether by force or any other way. "Alex, let's just calm down and listen to what Gareth has to say," she told him pleadingly. Alex shot a hard glance, then his softened gradually and his breathing slowly came to normal. "Alright, Gareth. G
Val woke up alone on top of her bed, still dressed in her pyjamas, a comforter keeping her warm. It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning, and she had no idea where Alex was or where he had gone to. The real question here was did he even sleep on the bed with her? He'd obviously carried her to the bed. She just knew it, but the realization was both heartwarming and unnerving. She wondered if he'd slept at all. She was guessing not. He was probably still angry with her for what she had done yesterday. He was probably still thinking about how stubborn and strong headed she had been. Trying to go on a journey with Sophie alone, and without protection. And the part that would pain him the most was that she hadn't even listened to him at all. Would he hold it against her? Would he start giving her the silent treatment? She swung her legs off the bed and headed for the shower. She needed to redeem herself, She needed to know if he was still angry with her. She needed to know if he had
It was a cold and beautiful morning. Only that it wasn't that beautiful to Alex. He had just woken. Well, scratch that. He didn't even sleep at all. If only a wink for a few minutes could be called a sleep, then let's just say he had just woken up from that sleep. He was feeling restless. Every bone in his body seemed to be complaining. And he knew the reason for that. Something in his guts was telling him he had made a very terrible mistake by letting his wife and daughter go without anyone to protect them. He knew that Val was a little bit overconfident about her fighting skills and abilities as a warrior. But that might not be just enough to protect her and from the sorcery of those evil witches. He walked to the window, lifted the window blinds. A gentle breeze rustled in through and whipped past his face, laying its gentle cold hands on his face. He inhaled in the fresh air that strangely smelled of orange blossoms. He stood resting his hands on the frame,and stared across th