Etching History

“A flower smells the sweetest, the day it blossoms, Lucifer.” A deep voice rasped, that dripped with malicious amusement.

“What do you mean master?” The wolf called Lucifer, spoke in a sepulchral manner.

“The right time, Lucifer, the right moment to strike, where victory is guaranteed.” The master grinned, eyes hooked on the two distracted pups, who were too engrossed in each other to care about the danger lurking around.

“Let’s retreat for now, before the night patrol catches our scent.” The two giant wolves concluded their exchange and disappeared, deep into the woods.

As the days passed by, Adrian and Eliot met each other every month, on the day of the full moon, reuniting in the same field each time and they talked and played to their hearts content, until the near break of dawn forced them apart.

In all this time they spent together, the Alpha realized how different his friend was from other Omegas.

Elio would catch his scent from miles away and he was not even at his transforming age, he would competitively race with the Alpha, even climb trees, doing all activities an Omega as young as him wouldn’t even think about.

Adrian loved and appreciated everything about his friend, but he also came to the realization that not everyone accepted it, when one day he found the Omega waiting for him in the field, but with heavy tears, dropping like glistening pearls, off of his ivory cheeks in the moonlit night.

“Elio!?” The Alpha ran closer to the Omega, who was sitting on the rock and put his arms around him, desperate to make the cause of his sadness vanish.

Elio clutched the soft cotton material of Adrian’s shirt and sobbed lightly, hiding his face in the Alpha’s neck.

Adrian held the Omega protectively, rubbing comforting circles on his small shoulders, as he waited patiently for his friend to calm down.

When Adrian felt the Omega’s sobs die down, he hooked his finger under Elio’s chin and gently raised his face, looking into those big maroon eyes he had grown fond of.

The Alpha cupped Elio’s face and wiped his tears with the pad of his thumbs, as he pulled the smaller boy even closer to himself, while the Omega snuggled in his warmth.

“What’s wrong Elio?” Adrian finally asked, stroking the Omega’s soft cheeks.

“Do you think I am a freak too, Addy?” Elio asked, his voice laced with insecurity, making the Alpha frown in response.

“No, never and who ever told you that, is wrong.” Adrian replied without hesitation and engulfed Elio in his arms again, the Alpha felt anger cross his mind at the thought of whoever said such rude words to the gentle little Omega.

“You are a little different from everyone else, but you are still my best friend.” Adrian assured with a smile, which made the Omega feel at ease.

“Thank you, Addy.” Elio mumbled in content; ever since he was belittled by his older cousin and some of his friends the same afternoon, he had wanted nothing but to meet Adrian and tell him how the others didn’t treat him like the Alpha did.

“Always welcome.” Adrian whispered in response and nuzzled his nose on the Omega’s apple cheeks, making him giggle.

They were still young pups and what Elio faced today, was just the starting of the criticism he would have to deal with later on, he still had to be prepared for what was to come and that responsibility stood on the shoulders of the Alpha and Luna of the Calyx.

When Elio’s eighth birthday came by, the Omega was not happy, because Adrian was going to leave for training the very next day.

When the eleven-year-old Alpha from the Nova pack arrived, Elio hugged him and cried for hours, leaving his parents and Alpha Fenrys utterly confused at their sudden closeness.

Jayden Fenrys had never seen his son care about someone so much, he was seeing a completely new side of Adrian, who was talking and laughing so comfortably around a certain Omega.

Diana and Stephan were in for a pleasant surprise too, seeing how well Adrian and Elio treated each other, despite being of such contrasting personalities.

The day Adrian Fenrys left, it seemed as if he took Elio’s bubbly and sensitive nature with him too.

The Omega became more stronger and self-dependent day by day.

Stephan had already undertaken the responsibility of his son’s basic training and knowledge, and Elio meticulously grasped everything his father taught, from righteous values to the volatile morals.

He was beginning to understand his uniqueness, where all his other friends in the pack had an aimless, monotonous life, Elio had a purpose and he began to encompass himself with the consequential reality.

Elio didn’t cry when he was teased anymore, he learned to accept his strength, starting with the memorable day the Omega transformed into his wolf.

That hot summer day made everyone scamper away, towards the cool shade of the surrounding Oak trees.

The grass was dehydrated and rusty under the Omega’s bare feet, as he stood under the scorching sun in the middle of the training field, muscles and mind tense in concentration, trying to link himself to the part beast in his inner soul and give in to his werewolf instincts.

The field was crowded with spectators, as everyone held their breaths to witness the transformation of the most belligerent wolf.

Stephan stood in front of his son, lending him mental strength and assurance like he did always, as well as Diana, a step behind, her mere presence being a solid support to her son.

Diana skipped several heartbeats, when the sound of bone joints ringed through the silent field, while everyone watched with rapt attention.

Elio’s petite body grew in height, hands and feet changed into paws, as the Omega transformed into a glowing, snow-white wolf.

He was almost the size of a young Alpha and everyone let out gasps of amazement and wonder, at the stupefying sight.

Elio’s parents felt indescribable pride, but they felt absolutely short of words when their son raised his eyes to look at them.

The crowd felt their knees go weak, when they met with blood-red eyes of the silver wolf.

History was being written then and there, the Calyx pack witnessed the unnatural sighting of the first eye-color changing wolf, with the rank that was considered to be the lowest.

Amidst a frenzy of staggered breaths and wildly beating hearts; stood a Red-Eyed Omega, fierce and defiant in all its glory.