Not of low status.

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• The Last Red Wolf   Task.

  Mordeu chuckled, “did you believe we would not?”Ayra let go of her frail-looking brother, “I knew we would, just don’t take this from me, I’m so fucking tired.”Mordeu laughed, his eyes lingered on Cillian’s as they met each other’s.“We should meet up with the rest,” Mordeu proposed before he walked away.Ayra noticed the look they had shared. She knew that her brother was different from most werewolves in a lot of things and it was that difference she wished that Mordeu possessed, but every day, he seemed to be the opposite.“Did something happen?” she asked.Cillian shook his head, “I honestly do not know, I told him that there’s no way he’s a low born.”Ayra frowned, “then what is he?”“A high born.”“But he is Fjall’s brother. What makes you think his status isn’t low?”“There has never been a red wolf with a low status before.”Ayra shook her head, her brother’s deduction sounding like a child’s cry in her ears, “you have nothing to back up your claim and so you just vomited it

• The Last Red Wolf   “We won!”

  He swallowed, however, he understood that he couldn’t just stop at Cillian, “Mordeu is a red wolf and regarding what Thaymor and The Pinnacle proposed, Mordeu is our best bet to win this war. He still has his sanity, he is strong, I cannot even begin to list his abilities. And although the Princess is of Thaymor, I’m sure they’ll understand, I’m sure they will allow her to do this.”“And what do you think they’ll ask in return?” Alvitir asked.“They have to understand that this world is in danger, if the humans can slaughter werewolves, then they can kill every other creature without any trouble,” Kai explained.Stregobor took in a deep breath, “I think it’s a good idea.”“Yes, it’s good,” Balor seconded.Alvitir’s eyes met each of theirs, “these are my children, I cannot just allow them leave, I’ll die of worry.”Stregobor placed a hand on his shoulder, understanding how being a father clashes with being a ruler. He rubbed his shoulder, “If I had my own children, I’d send them instea

• The Last Red Wolf   Father Alvitir

  The veil was that barrier that The Fates had made for the sole purpose of keeping the Supernatural safe after the revolution of the humans. They guessed that they were surely going to cause problems later and as such, the veil was made.They had been right.The humans were a menace, trying so hard to take away everything from the Supernatural. There was no precise desire they possessed, probably, they were only doing this for revenge.Alvitir paced round the room, his hand on his cleanly shaved jawline as he thought of what to do next to protect the Supernatural.Thaymor and The Pinnacle would not even bother themselves about protection because that was the job of the werewolves. They were the most powerful creatures and that was why the Luna Cavalry consisted of mainly them.Alvitir raised his head after he decided to rest his legs, pacing was doing him no good and was even stopping him from thinking. Balor had long since kept his wine away and for the first time ever since he found

• The Last Red Wolf   Winners!!!!!

  He found a long, strong stick almost his height. He had studied for the minutes he was here that the runners were surely going to move past him and seeing as they were running with such speed, they wouldn’t be able to take him into sight and as such, he had that upper hand.He stuck out the stick on the ground where he knew they wouldn’t glance at.Alana had herself prepared, expecting two or three opponents, unfortunately, what showed up in front of her were over fifteen people caught in a brawl.Freya found it interesting how they were fighting but at the same time moving. Her eyes glanced over to where Alana stood and saw the slight change in her features.Freya smirked, realizing that Alana had not in any way prepared for such a large number of opponents.Alana surely was caught off guard, but making the wild assumption that she wasn’t prepared was simply just wrong.She was deathly prepared, whether to face two or fifteen or even fifty of her opponents.Freya took notice of how h

• The Last Red Wolf   The Princess and the Witch.

  Mordeu and his teammates all made their way to the foot of the mountain where they positioned and waited for the signal for the race to begin. On their way to the foot of the mountain, Ayra had given them the necessary information regarding their positions. They had their role, of course, but they needed a particular place to reside and to carry out that activity.They all knelt on one knee, their hands on the ground as they waited.Mordeu’s eyes shifted over to where Cillian was positioned. There were over two people in between them and he knew that if there hadn’t been, then he would’ve perhaps questioned Cillian about what he had said.However, Mordeu was wise enough to understand that this wasn’t the time for any sort of conversation like that. Although he was well aware that with the discovery of his identity, there was no way in hell that the houses were ever going to permit him to be a member of the Luna Calvary. Whether or not he passes the training.The uncertainty wrapped ar

• The Last Red Wolf   Not of low status.

  To show his contradiction for their unanimity, he put his hand up, earning the attention of his peers who were already getting ready for their roles. Freya already had a sword in hand and Alana held a staff that came out of nowhere. Cillian was busy jumping on the spot, probably warming up for the race while Ayra and Mordeu stretched.All of this came to a stop with Fjall’s hand in the air.“I don’t have a role,” he said, “why?”Ayra glanced at Mordeu for help regarding his brother but was left abandoned as Mordeu turned his eyes away.“Mordeu and I are brothers and I’m sure neither of you have seen him in combat but you’re quick to assume he’s good but I’m terrible? That is a bit unfair, don’t you think?”Ayra immediately shook her head, her tone turning to a patronizing one as if her conversation was with a child. “That’s not the reason, I just forgot to tell you your role.”Fjall stepped to the side, “what’s my role then?”Ayra cleared her throat, coming up with something on the sp