Eight years later…
All members gathered, crowding the open grounds as The Night Howlers Pack waited with anticipation for the new alpha to be proclaimed. Despite the excitement they all felt for the new generation to take over, they were also sad to see Alpha Theodore Langston stepped down from the position.
Alpha Theo, as he was fondly and respectfully called by his members, has ruled the pack for the last forty years with fairness and compassion. He always made sure that his pack members always come first. They could not forget the tragedy that had happened to them eleven years ago where he had shown the real leader that he is and had earned everyone’s admiration and respect.
Their ever-growing pack was mercilessly attacked by The Rebel Rogues, a known notorious pack from the West under the command of its alpha, Ian Fullerton. They looted all their resources, destroyed their structures, killed their best warriors and some had even raped their young female, who had just come of age. The memory of those victims, who committed suicide because of their ruined had made Alpha Theo adamant in protecting his members.
First, after securing his family, he spent his time rebuilding the community that was destroyed. He never showed any weariness, telling members, who are helping him to get their rest while he continues day and night. He went to every house of his members, checking for things that they might need, sacrificing his own comfort to get them to rebuild their lives.
He traveled far and wide to seek help from other pack organization. He humbled himself in front of the other alphas to request for their protection and assured them of their loyalty for life. After attaining that mission, he went back home and continued rebuilding until they had slowly had their lives back.
Alpha Theo had kept his word over the years. Whenever a pack organization that he had sought help for will request for his help, he never hesitates and will immediately send his men. No questions asked.
Because of his loyalty and sacrifices to give his pack a good life, he was elected as one of the Elders in the Council of Alpha’s. The council consists of all the packs from the North, East, West, and South. It is a seventeen-member council that will convene once a year to discuss all the concerns they had encountered.
But, during his first nomination to the council, Theo had to turned it down because his first-born son had failed to pass the final test to become the next Alpha of their pack.
The members already had foreseen the impending faith of his first-born son, but due to their high respect for him, they did not criticize and only hope that Conrad Langston will change and follow the footsteps of his father. They watched and observed him quietly the moment he had successfully got his wolf at the age of sixteen but were disappointed on how he became.
Conrad was a selfish and conceited son, who thought that because he is the alpha’s first-born son, the position will automatically be handed to him when his father steps down. He was abusive to the members and used his position as the next ruler to get whatever he wants. He is also known as a notorious womanizer and even rejecting his mate, when he knew that her family's background is beneath them.
Theo had furthered continued being their Alpha for the next three years, until his second son, Clayton Langston, come of age and managed to pass the final test to become the successor of the position for alpha. It was a long wait for the pack as they knew that Clayton will not be given an easy time with his brother being an obstacle along the way to his success.
The pack developed extreme tension upon the announcement of the next leader. Anger, hatred, and jealousy ate Conrad so much that he had challenged his brother for the position. A huge confrontation had ensued and Clayton, at first refused to fight his brother because he had always looked up to him since he was young. Conrad had also his set of followers, who believed that he should have been the rightful heir.
However, when Clayton found out that his brother had nearly killed a pack member, he finally accepted the challenge, fought his brother, and defeated him.
Instead of sending him to incarceration for life, Clayton requested his father to have Conrad only banished along with his faithful followers, with a condition that he can never set foot in their territory again.
This act of compassion didn't sit well with some of the members but this had earned their admiration for they know that Alpha Theo would have done the same thing. The virtue of compassion has always been shown in their pack. That act furthered intensified their respect to the incoming Alpha.
But everyone knows that this will not be the last time they will hear from Conrad.
“Are you ready, Clay?”
Twenty-one-year-old Clayton Langston looked up and stared at Liam McAllister, his future Beta before finally nodding. They had just come from his cleansing ritual prior to their instatement as the next Alpha and Beta.
He is only wearing his short as he will be soon transforming into his wolf once the transition has been completed. After pausing for a few more minutes, Clayton finally walked out from the hut that he had stayed on for a while and felt Liam behind him and Jacob Pearson, the next Delta wolf that will be under him.
The entire crowd came into silent as they finally caught glimpse of the next generation of men and wolves, going up the stand, that will be leading them for the next forty to fifty years. They held their breaths and watched with anticipation as the turnover ritual had finally started.
“I, Clayton Langston with my wolf, Kragen, do hereby swear with my blood that I will commit to protect The Night Howlers with my life,” Clayton started to say firmly. “It is with my firm oath and stand that I will lead the pack fairly, honestly and with compassion. I shall uphold the duties and responsibilities that is ask of me as their Alpha.”
After a few more minutes, with the blessing of his father and mother, Clayton walked forward to the center of the platform and looked around the crowd. Without further waiting, he finally crouched down on all fours and immediately transformed into his wolf, Kragen.
A large and ferocious wolf appeared in front of them. The crowd gasped as Kragen, with its thick grey hair with silver and white streaks bared his teeth in front of them. His dark grey eyes scanned them, and he turned upon hearing the growl of his Beta and Delta.
The three wolves then looked up and during that instant, the skies were clear from the clouds and shown the bright light of the full moon. The minute the moon shone on them, Kragen let out a loud and long howl, arching his head upwards and the two behind him followed. Once the three were howling, those in the crowd with their wolves also transformed and howled towards the moon.
It was a signed of acceptance and professing their loyalty to the new Alpha of their pack. To those members who did not have their wolf yet, they all went down on one knee and bowed their heads.
"Welcome the new Alpha! Long live The Night Howlers!" They chanted in unison in a loud voice.
They continuously howled until the moon has been covered again by the dark clouds.
The ceremony has finally been completed.
The Night Howlers Pack had finally gotten their deserved Alpha after waiting for a while. Now, they are looking forward to the Luna that he will choose.
“Alpha!” Clayton turned when he heard him being addressed. He frowned when he saw Lily McAllister, his Beta and best friend’s fraternal twin, running towards him anxiously with a look of concern on her pretty face. She never calls him Alpha, and he made sure of that since he considered her as one of his closest and trusted friends. The fact that she suddenly addressed him that only meant that something serious has happened. It has been over three months since he took over as Alpha. And as what he had promised his pack, he served them with all that he has. He made sure that their welfare always comes first. He judges any conflict with fairness and always made sure that he is available for any emergencies. Over the short course of his leadership, he had also started intensive training for his warriors. Under the leadership of his Delta, Jacob, he had started a thorough and extensive training for defense from any attacks and for combat. It received a hug
Heavy rain poured down mercilessly as well as thunderous claps from the thick gray clouds above sounded, replicating the atmosphere now at The Night Howlers territory.The five days of mourning have been completed for their great grand Luna. The pack members had all gathered at the burning site for the last ritual for the dead and watched with mournful eyes as Clayton walked towards the body of his grandmother, who is placed on a high constructed branches of twigs with a white cloth covering her entire body except for her face and clasped hands that are on top of her stomach.All alphas and lunas of the allies they had made over the years attended the last rite, giving their last respect to the woman, who they cherished and treasured. Even the Lycan King, himself, King Atticus the Fourth, and his family came and the sorrow on his face could not be hidden. He had considered Catherine as one of his closest friends back when they were still young.White flowers wer
Five years later... It was a late, dark, and foggy Wednesday night. The heavy rain that started in the afternoon has finally subsided but that didn’t stop the cold from enveloping the atmosphere. The streets are nearly empty and from time to time, a car will pass by, splashing water on the puddles that they will be driving over. Clattering sounds of tin cans dropping on the ground can be heard as several cats were fighting over food that they had scavenged from the garbage bins located in the alleyway. Twenty-year-old Amarah Saville wrapped her wool scarf around her neck and put on her gloves, to protect herself from the cold after closing the door of the clinic, where she works as an assistant. She was about to walk towards the direction of where she lives, which takes around twenty minutes, but stop when she heard her phone ringing in her jacket pocket. “Matt, I just closed off and will be there in fifteen minutes. Glo has all the details o
Clayton, now twenty-six years old opened his eyes but immediately shut them after being blinded by an intense lighting shone above him. He moved his head to the side to try eliminating the illumination. He tried raising his one arm to shield his eyes but felt it heavy and immobile now. He was attacked, taken by surprise by a trap that he knew his brother had set up. Ever since he had overtaken him and became the alpha of their pack, Conrad had never forgiven him for taking what he thinks was rightfully his. It had finally confirmed Clayton’s suspicions that his brother had pledged his allegiance to their father’s old nemesis, Ian Fullerton, alpha of The Rebel Rogues. Clayton was on a mission on a source that he got with regards to the last wishes that his grandmother had told him. It has been five years since her death, but up to this day, he had managed to only accomplish one. But, only a bare minimum. With Lily’s research and help, she finally discovered th
Alpha Ian Fullerton of The Rebel Rogues, looked up from his desk when he heard a knock on the door of his office. He ordered the one knocking on the door to come in and he saw that it was his beta, Anthony Madison. Anthony is a tall, muscular-built guy with dark hair and dark eyes. He has a scar on his face, running from the bottom of his right eye down to his chin. He looks formidable alone with that look and he had used it to his advantage. “Langston has just returned,” Anthony informed after he closed the door. “He’s waiting outside and wants to speak to you.” Ian leaned back on his chair, clasping his hands in deep thought. “How is he?” “He’s still hungry for power,” Anthony answered seriously. “The disgrace and banishment that he received from his pack seems to be the one fueling his drive for it. If I was on his shoes, I would rather be killed than having that trademark for the rest of my life.” “That’s why I still don’t understa
Clayton could not remember how long he was asleep or unconscious the moment that whatever was administered to his body took over and lose the fight for control of trying to stay alert. But, now that he had regained his consciousness, he felt his strength returning and he can finally move his hands and feet without feeling heavy.He tried rising but he can still feel his body aching from the attack. Finally giving up, Clayton remained lying on the bed he is on and let the medicine do its work in his body so he can be able to recover and heal fast.He needs to return to his pack.He finally was able to open his eyes and he realized that he is inside of what look like a small hospital room. There’s a counter with a sink to his right and some medical accessories that will be needed for any dressing of wounds. There’s also a small basin and a sponge beside some toiletries.Could not be able to sit up, Clayton raised his arms to check on the injurie
“Hey, let me out of here!”The minute Clayton was conscious again, he started struggling from the handcuffs that was placed around both of his wrists and tied to the bed railings. He tried to break from him, using his strength but somehow, he could not. He started shouting from his room but there wasn’t anyone who came to check on him.“Hello?! I’m f8cking sure that you can hear me out there!! Get me out of here, you f8cking as$holes!” He shouted angrily. “I demand that you release me immediately or you will suffer the consequences!”He tried transforming into Kragen but could not even do it.He even tried linking with Liam, but somehow, whatever that was injected in him prevented him from doing that as well. Clayton cursed loudly so that he could be heard.“It’s best you conserve your strength,” an amused and dry voice finally replied. “The sedative is still in your system. Tr
Clayton paced back and forth inside his office, his mind getting restless as well as his body. He stopped for a few minutes before resuming his actions, closing his eyes, and bending his head in deep thought.It has been three weeks since he was discharged from the clinic by that Matthew Slade, and he did what he was being asked of much to his frustration. He remembered lingering at the clinic’s waiting area despite being discharged early, when Amarah, her real name, finally coming in through the front door after Matt.“Amarah,” he stated softly.To his discontent, Amarah stepped behind an amused Matt for her protection and hid herself. He noted that she had a scarf wrapped around her neck and her eyes reflected fear when she looked towards him. The last thing he wanted her to feel if she is around him is fear. But, because of what he did, he somehow instilled that on her.“Amarah, please know that I didn’t mean to hurt you l