Chapter 2: Crimson Shadow Pack

Fenris Draugluin

Crimson Shadow Pack

Tonight is one of those nights, the night the king of wolves roams around blue bridge. The moon was at it's highest peak and it was time to hunt once again, the same way they've been hunting for a hundred years now. After the werewolf alpha lost his one true mate in the hands of the savage human hunters the wolves took the town in an act of revenge and a prophecy was revealed that the next Luna will be one of the daughters of blue bridge.

Hence the search. The whole pack has been on the hunt ever since, searching with their alpha if they can find even the faintest sniff of their new Luna. The search every night seems almost near impossible as they walk through the soil of blue bridge searching every house, woods, nooks and crannies for their queen and at the end of the day nothing.....

So , It SUCKS FOR THE WOLVES TOO. THE RESIDENTS OF BLUE BRIDGE AREN'T THE ONLY ONES IN ANGUISH OR PAIN BUT THEY DON'T CARE ANYWAY!

Each and every member of the pack live in fear of their pack members dying out as they still can't find their Luna. Without their destined Luna and queen blessed by the moon goddess to their Alpha King the other wolves won't be able to procreate or bear healthy pups with their own mates...

Which means all the mated wolves are childless until the one true Luna completes the mating ceremony with their Alpha...

IT SHOULDN'T BE THAT HARD RIGHT???

BUT IT IS AND THEY'VE SEARCHED AND SEARCHED AND SEARCHED. GROWING TIRED OF CONSTANTLY ROAMING AROUND TOWN SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING THAT DOSEN'T WANT TO BE FOUND!!

The king let his wolves roam while he stood at the edge of the woods facing the town below, naked and crouched low to the earth in human form. His fingers absentmindedly grabbed the dirt and leaves beneath his feet as he inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

The earth smelled nice and glorious and the night is young and right for the usual hunt. Suddenly he could sniff out a faint but yet tantalizing divine smell, it's as though something else rode in the winds.

For the first time he couldn't control his craving, he suddenly felt hungry. He could hear the howls of his wolves in a distance as they marched and prowled there way in the town just like they did every night, tonight is no different from the night he came out to hunt. Fenris the king, the protector, Alpha and ruler of the Crimson Shadow Pack stared into the night as he tired to search where the difference of the smell in the air is coming from.

The people of this town might think that his people are just here to kill and destroy but they're wrong. Blaming his pack for the several deaths of the people in their town is wrong but no one sees the need to clarify the misinformation because the people who were alive to tell the real tale and story are no more. 

And now the only stories you'll hear are the exaggerated ones passed around to the residents of the community, no one seems to know or care that the rogue wolves are the ones doing the brutal killings. But they're also not wrong in thinking the shifters are deadly creatures because they are .

A werewolf is a human that has the ability to shape himself into a wolf and they are occasionally called lycanthrope. The werewolf concept originated principally from European folklores during the medieval period. From books, stories, animations, and movies. No one really knows the true fact or tale and the only truth they know is the ones they've heard or seen that give them nightmares. No one knows yet that over the years, they have evolved in their form and character to become gentler and better-natured (at least in some versions). But No horror story is complete without a frightful werewolf, monster or demon to play the bad guy..

And blue bridge needs one to paint as the villain of their story . They have no clue or idea about the treaty and pact made by their ancestors a hundred year ago. Anyone who remained alive from that time till now are only the wolves and the stories the people heard were frightened ones. Ones that would keep them in check making it difficult for the werewolf alpha and pack members to carry out their duties in searching for their Luna..

Hence they break into most of their homes to search properly. The humans learned to hide their scents from the shifters which is why they decided to go full on caveman on them by barging into their houses.

They're deadly creatures but they can also be civil too and his form might be menacing and evil and it might show just how deadly he can be but their pack don't harm humans. They only take what is required.

The humans seems to lack this knowledge that "NOT ALL WOLVES PLAY BY THE RULES"

The edge of the town is his home now, the woods and mountains is where his roots are buried and it's his sanctuary, the same sanctuary the people of blue bridge Invaded and destroyed for there silly needs. Hunting his own to make use of their fur to coats to protect them from winter was probably the biggest mistake they had made a hundred year ago...

And now he's just trying to take back what was taken from him forcefully, his mate. He balanced a crouch on his strong legs, his torso wrapped in sinewy muscle and tanned skin, his face rugged and sharp. He was beautiful. All of his beasts were beautiful. It was their curse to be trapped in one land where the idea of mates is destined to be from only a handful of options.

So no one should dare blame him for using cruel tactics. Shifters has always tried their possible best in staying away from humans but since they decided to invade on their territory. They're lands and women will be theirs...

The king inhaled once more, tingling with this new hunger inside of him. It was an urge to hunt, to find, yet he couldn’t fathom its origin. He hadn’t had an urge to roam the streets in a hurry in a hundred years...

It's time!!!

She's here, he felt his muscles ripple, and his bones break, and when he stood on four legs and not two, he took off into the night to find his queen the one he waited and dreamed of ..