Freyge had been sitting in his small apartment that had a lingering smell of various herbs and potions. It just had two rooms, one where he slept and ate and did everything else apart from concocting potions.
Not many werewolves loved to brew, in fact, it was considered a laughable matter to do anything apart from learning to fight and become future alphas of the pack.
Freyge was different, he had never liked fighting. From a young age, his father had taught him the importance of knowing the abundant flora around them. The forest was a treasure trove according to his father and not being able to identify the precious herbs and plants was an utter waste.
He had been an ordinary human who adored his father, who had been a botanist. So it was only natural for him to take a liking to the field.
Now, he sat in his small apartment in the other room, tinkering with the flasks and beakers creating various potions and concoctions. The book he had been ca
Both men turned around to see Lucy who got a little nervous to see them suddenly throw their gazes at her.While Dominic only continued to look at her curiously, Freyge’s face lit up as if a light bulb went off. Hastily, he ran across the table to the far corner of the rows of shelves and reached for a glass jar placed behind several other jars and vials. After retrieving the jar, Freyge looked at it happily and ran towards the beaker ignoring alpha Dominic's questioning stare.He added just a twig of the wolfsbane roots from the jar and stood behind. For a moment, nothing happened and Freyge’s smile began to droop.He turned around and spoke to Dominic, “I am sorry Alpha. I don’t think this would work. I-”As he was speaking, there was a loud pop sound that made him turn around again to look at the beaker. He slowly approached the beaker and sure enough, the black gooey liquid had turned into a crystal clear liquid.F
Valencia sat on her couch with her head in her hand. There was a headache she couldn't get rid of and it was trying to tear her apart.The last few days had been hectic for her while battling the stupid curse in addition to Trecdor and Mark’s hurtful betrayal. He had lunged at her, tried to kill her while scheming against Dominic.Then there was Sarah whom she still hadn’t talked to. A part of her feared that Sarah would again run away from her if she were to go and meet her.The archon alpha…Valencia Raskin is afraid of a three-year-old girl and her niece.She chuckled humorlessly.Though she had killed him, the fact that he had willfully turned a few youngsters into werewolves by biting them had been him going against the rules set by her and the Coven.She was getting restless sitting on the couch doing nothing. She had to let her wolf out and vent out the frustration. Thus, she wasted no further time and shot out
“Archon…Archon”Valencia’s mind was reeling. She held to the tree for support and leaned onto it. She was afraid that she was losing her mind. There had never been a day when she had been unsure of herself, but now, when her mind was beginning to play tricks on her, now she was beginning to doubt herself.“Archon…archon”The voices grew louder, persistent. It was her pack members, trying to get her attention. She took a moment to take a few deep breaths and calm herself. There was no way she could let them see her like this; afraid and confused.She clenched her hand into a fist and punched the tree, the tiny jolt of pain momentarily making her forget everything else. It helped because when her pack had arrived, she looked her usual self.Her gamma, Nathan had just reached her followed by the other members, Julie and Clark who were close on his heels.“Yes?”Valencia asked them w
It was past sunset and the horizon was streaked with orange and red. Valencia changed into her human self before she walked in front of the garage. The garage was just on the outskirts of her empire’s border so she had no trouble approaching it in her white silvery wolf form. She hid behind a canopy of large trees and looked at the entrance. The large shutter was half open and she could see the rubber tires piled upon each other in one corner and a few tools scattered around on the ground. There was no sign of a human around. After ensuring that she wasn’t being watched, she slipped inside the garage. It was dark inside and the only source of light was the small slits of windows on the upper side of the walls that were tinted with soot. However, she had no problem seeing around due to her werewolf eyes that picked on every little thing right from the oil and grease splattered floor to the cans of screws and nails. The garage looked small from th
It was well past dark and there were only a few customers in Rugor’s place. Dominic hadn’t wanted to take the girl all the way to that place but Valencia had opined that it was the farthest from human activity and probably would make Jenny feel better.Thus, Dominic had brought a car because Jenny had been too weak to transform into her wolf again. Thus, the three found themselves huddled at a far corner table of the diner.Rugor, the ever-enthusiastic owner of the shabby place was more than excited to see the archon again. After the incident of last time, he had feared that they would never return again. However, seeing both her and alpha Castro made him feel happy.Determined to make up for the goof-up of last time, he made all the other customers leave and ensured that nobody except him would serve them.Jenny was eating heartily while Valencia and Dominic just watched her, trying to find a good opening to talk to each other. They could hav
Dominic turned around and asked her in a sharp intake of breath, “What?” His question made Valencia look at him in surprise. Jenny almost tried to fuse with the wall behind her and it was Valencia who patted her hand again to let her know that it was fine. Jenny shook her head, “Sorry, I’ve been jumpy lately.” Dominic neared the table and began hearing her intently. The cogs in his mind were working overtime. He tried to smile at her, “I’m sorry, but that name sounds familiar to me.” The girl just shrugged her shoulders, “Yeah, I never knew about it but it was the opioid chamber of the backstreets, well unofficial one. I never knew it myself until one day when I read something about it in the newspaper.” Valencia raised her eyebrows, “So…your boyfriend was doing drugs and told you that he had received some scholarship?” “Yeah. I should have been worried the first time he received such a massive amount of money. I blindly believed him.”
“Sorry?” Dominic wasn’t sure if he had heard her right. “I think I was clear enough the first time,” Valencia replied pointedly. Dominic just shrugged and spoke off-handedly, “Heard that in a movie. I used it correctly, didn't I? I made the poor girl feel okay and that’s what matters. But, coming to the main point, I really want to know what you made of this.” The archon was looking outside the window and had a faraway look in her eyes. Somehow her gut feeling told her that Dominic had skirted the question but she didn't bore him down. He was correct, they had enough on their plate already. As such she tied her hair that was escaping her ponytail before beginning to speak, “I think somehow that this man she kept talking about is more mysterious than it seems. We may need to visit the Vestibule and get a good look at him for ourselves.” Dominic nodded his head, “Yes, but what about Danny? He is a rogue too, we cannot let him roam
Valencia had heard his words so she looked at him and asked, “What is the problem?” The alpha took one good look at the photo again but said nothing. He had to ensure that what he felt was correct before he blurted unnecessary things in front of his archon. Though she was her friend, there was a limit up to which she would tolerate him. Thus, he only shook his head and said offhandedly, “I just remembered something about Mark that I hadn’t told you earlier.” Valencia had begun to feel the need to sleep but hearing Mark’s name swept off all the drowsiness from her eyes. “What about him?” she asked pointedly. Now that he had spoken about Mark, he had to say something to make her believe that it had been the very topic he had wanted to talk about. Scratching the back of his head, he asked, “Did I tell you that Brandon had been asked to steal my watch and implicate me?” The archon shrugged her shoulders, “Maybe.”