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“The Black Lotus,” Tyrone says and then looks over at every one of us circled around the round table, landing his gaze on me eventually. “We think that is the group that wreaked havoc on this pack yesterday. And not that we are thinking about it anymore, we might have as well concluded that it is their doing,”
The first thing I do when he released the information to the round table is to first have a look at the rest of them to get their reaction... apart from Tyrone himself.
Hailey, Leonard, and Zane the head warrior all had the same reaction — neutral. Probably because they were informed already about how this meeting was supposed to go. Mark, instead, gave out a little twitch. That, I was able to observe as he was seated beside me.
Well, they all gave out something one way or the other. Now it is left with me. “And what group is that?” I suddenly say
SOMA:“Arrgh!” I yell out in frustration as I hit the pillar in front of me. Everything that went down in there was horribly terrible. And it was no way to solve the ongoing issue.I can’t believe I actually announced that I have a mate in their pack. Now they will be curious as to who it is. The worst thing is that I might eventually not be allowed to go on the intended mission because they would feel I might let my emotions have the better of me.Speculations upon speculations. That’s just how I live my life most time. Most of the time it is a means for me to make out excuses for the wrongs of someone and I’m starting to find it annoying.There is this urge to hit the pillar again but I withhold myself from doing it. Mainly because I do not trust the strength that would accompany the hit. What I eventually do is grab on to it, gripping it in full force to vent my
SOMA: “Hmph, new hair,” Leonard comments as I make my way to the front where he is seated alongside several warriors that I can hardly make out their identity. There is also Zane who, to me, isn’t dressed like he is accompanying us on the mission. “Yeah,” I say as I bend with a knee to the ground to lace my booth for the umpteenth time. I don’t know the reason I still haven’t gotten it right. “Black sure looks good on you. But why did you have to dye your hair black now?” As much as I want to facepalm myself for how stupid that sounds, I still have to finish the lacing of my booth so I keep it in me. But when I stand upright eventually, I shake my head in disappointment. Really disappointed that Leonard would even make such a ridiculous statement. “Leonard,” I start by calling his name in a manner that reverences my disappointment, “You already know what we are going fo
SOMA:“Dammit,” I mutter when I feel a slice on my leg, prompting me to look down for confirmation. Whatever that might have been cut through my pants and into my skin, with blood already trickling down my leg. When I sight it, it looks like tiny wire but seems to be pointy, which probably was the reason for the cut on my leg.“What is that?” I say, a little loud enough for Leonard and the warriors to hear while still staring at the tiny wire, a bit uneasy at what it might be.“That is— Oh shit, get down!” Leonard suddenly yells out loud, and quickly I find myself on the ground, awaiting what was going to happen next. And something sure did happen.I could hear the sound of things moving in the air. By the sound of it all, I’m sure they were metallic. Pretty fast I must say as they were cutting through the air.I might have been fas
LUIS:The liquid from having sweated a lot trickled down my skin. And at this time it was a lot uncomfortable for me because I could not reach out to wipe it off lest it made the tingling sensation in my body like it is doing now.I wiggle my body a little, with the hope of reaching for my pit. The rattling of the chains that I am bound to make a lot of noise from my tiny movement that I am sure I am going to alert those who put me in here.It was a useless bid to try to change the course of direction of the bead of sweat because I can suddenly feel it go down my right pit in a manner that has me wanting to shake it off me.I may have gone a week bound this way. I have no idea what the time is or how long I have been placed in this hellhole. I just know that I opened my eyes to this place and have been like this all along.I have yelled a lot and requested to know the mastermind
SOMA:I peep from behind the rock we choose to take cover with as I look down into an environment that I would never expect to see deep into the woods. I do not see myself crossing through the route that we took to get here. But here I am, trying as much as possible to get a better view of the supposed location that has given us problems for the past two days.“So, this is it?” I ask, directing the question to Leonard who was right beside me doing the same thing. What I can see down below is a group of men walking back and forth the whole supposed territory of theirs.They all have one thing in common though despite their lack of features and recognition. And that thing was their black outfits with went with a black facial mask only giving out their eyes. If I can see clearly.“Yes,” Leonard whispers as he responds to my question, “those men over there are the Black Lotu
SOMA:The feeling that comes with the curiosity is really overwhelming. I should turn back but now that I have come this far, there is no way I can do that. But something is telling me that I am going to regret what I am doing. And I am sure I will.Although the supposed savior of mine is fast, it isn’t something I cannot keep up with. If care isn’t taken, and if I do not get hindrances on the way, then I’m certain of catching up with him.All the way I am still trying to make out his features. I’m trying my best to link him with anyone that I know but the structure is covered by the extra-large clothing on him. Worst of all he is masking his scent which is not giving out anything for me to say I know him. Could be a woman for all I know.Something suddenly comes in between me and him that has me stopping immediately. It is one of those masked men. Obviously a Black Lotus memb
SOMA:This is not my Luis. No, nothing about the man approaching me can be linked to the one I can confidently call my mate.The footsteps, his stare, it felt like he was deluded. More like possessed because the range at which he was coming at me felt completely different from the man I know.And to confirm my skepticism, I call his name, “Luis?”There was no spark of recognition from him. Not even a reaction to tell that he recognizes me. Immediately I knew how bad the situation is that I have to look up at the supposed mastermind of this whole thing — the masked man on the roof.“What did you do to him?” I ask, gritting my teeth in anger. I can swear that everything in me was telling me that I should charge at him.“What did I do to him? You’ll find out soon,” was the instant response I receive from him.
SOMA:The transformation took place within a second. Too fast to even worry about. But within that short time frame, I felt the quick breaking down and repairing of my bones as Rainia took over my entire being, pushing me to the back seat.The first thing she does is howl, claiming her right as the only available wolf here. That is if Mark doesn’t come out of that building to do the same. Luis was not a given in this situation.What would be revealed to the others now is a creamy white wolf about to go on a riot on all fours. A wolf three to four times bigger than the size of a built man. And with this, I could get the needed advantage over a dangerously possessed Luis.The speed at which Rainia takes to get to Luis is twice faster than my regular speed. And through her eyes, I can see Luis getting ready for the attack, which proves her speed has not beaten his yet.With he