Telegraph news broadcast
"The investigation on actor Sheng's murder continues and the police has asked everyone to take note of their safety and security while they hunt down this heartless killer. The investigation has still not produced any viable result and the investigation does not think the killer is out in a killing spree but rather that actor Sheng had a personal grudge with him/her. The police has tagged the killer 'the clawed assassin' due to the claw marks found on actor Sheng.
The telegraph team still advices everyone to be careful.
Related news: more fans still troop in their numbers to honor their beloved actor Sheng and various celebrities have offered their condolences to his family. The date of his burial has been..."
The TV went black.
Bones crack, nails turn claws, fur springs out of flesh, two feet turn four. A loud angry ferocious howl goes forth through the forest before a large beast, gigantic and impressive, began racing through it.
Its feet shook the earth and the trees trembled.
It chased after preys, hunting and tearing to shreds, blood and flesh splattered and flew but it was not satisfied. When the number of bodies mounted into the hundreds, it finally turned back and transformed into a lone figure.
*******
"Alpha Lorenzo, over a hundred rogue werewolves were murdered last night."
Alpha Lorenzo was strewn casually against a sofa, a cigarette in hand.
"You know not to bother me with such news. Gather the bodies, burn them and be done."
"As you wish, Alpha but the news doesn't only concern us. The other packs are beginning to get uncomfortable, they suspect you're the perpetrator."
The cigarette paused half way to Alpha Olis's mouth.
"If any of them cause trouble, you know what to do."
"But when you cause trouble, who knows what to do?"
The owner of the new voice entered fully into the Alpha's room.
"Mother." Alpha Lorenzo couldn't be bothered to even stand to greet his own mother.
Aloha was already used to his rebellious behaviour so she naturally waved it off. As far as she still got to control his life, she was fine.
Apha Lorenzo's beta bowed before leaving them alone.
Lorenzo puffed on his cigarette, staring into space.
"A glance at me would be enough."
He didn't even move a muscle.
Aloha sighed, "I'm worried about you, Lorenzo... And not just about your rude behaviour... When are you going to get a mate?"
Smoke billowed out of Lorenzo's partially parted lips before they moved.
"Isn't the moon goddess supposed to give me a destined mate? Shame mine deserted me."
"The moon goddess also gives second chances. You can try to win back..."
"The next time you speak of it, I'll gut your throat."
Aloha swallowed. No matter how many years had passed, she still couldn't get used to her own son treating her with such cruelness.
"Then pick someone else. Any she wolf you're interested in, I'll get her for you."
Lorenzo chuckled amusedly.
"The thing is mother, I don't want anyone else. I intend to stay this way for the rest of my life so it's best you don't stress your old bones. Take a nap."
"Lorenzo!"
"Have you forgotten who I am?" His voice dropped dangerously, emitting power and danger.
Aloha's head dropped submissively, "I beg your pardon, Alpha."
A few moments passed with Lorenzo continuously puffing out smoke.
"Leave." He drawled carelessly.
Aloha turned, miserable and tired but hesitated.
"I simply want the best for you, son. There are others trying to steal your throne. The pack wants a Luna and they are going to use it against you."
"I'll handle my matters myself. Leave." His tone signified the end of their conversation.
She left the room but stopped once she got out. She stared at the closed door for a long time before walking away.
Soon after Aloha left, the pack's beta, Antonio, returned back in a haste.
"Alpha, the pack's in a riot! Cato and Sixtus are manipulating them to revolt against you. They are currently marching here. They've sworn to kill you!"
"Alpha, the pack's in a riot! Cato and Sixtus are manipulating them to revolt against you. They are currently marching here. They've sworn to kill you!"Lorenzo's eyes darkened but he stayed calm, forcing his angry wolf to stay calm too. He could hear the angry howls and noise of his pack members. They were close.How ungrateful were they? He had protected them and scared off intending enemies for the past half decade since he took over the role of Alpha from his father. They never lacked anything, not food, not wears, not money, not resources, nothing! But then a few sleazy bags chants rubbish to them and they turn against him and even threaten to kill him!His wolf stirred uncomfortably, whimpering in pain.It wasn't hard for him to end them all but they were his pack and he had a tight bond with them and though he hated to admit it, he had a slight fondness for the pack he had grown up in.His wolf was in pain at the betrayal and unfortunately t
Cato and Sixtus did intend to capture Raphaela like Lorenzo suspected but as usual, they always underestimated the strength of a she wolf. Even in her sick state, the two wolf assasins were dead in seconds before the guards Antonio dispatched arrived. They could only dispose off the bodies.She lay in bed, reading a book, seemingly calm and well in contrast to the dying feeling she felt on the inside. The pack doctor was doing her best but the wolfsbane she had taken in was fatal. It was a surprise she only suffered from weakness and hallucinations.And it frustrated her that all her hallucinations were about a certain man.Who suddenly appeared.She sniffed in blood."Who did you kill this time?"Lorenzo hadn't gone to his room after dealing with his pack members but to Raphaela, all bloody and angry."Didn't you feel it?" He sat by her bedside, his head dropping unto her lap."A little. I'm currently too weak to feel or hear
Raphaela's eyes opened in a blur. It took sometime before they adjusted to the sunlight filled room. She was in her bedroom. Memories of the previous night flooded her kind and she grimaced.She searched through her bag which Julien had been thoughtful to keep by her bedside for the hidden herbs."Three leaves a day. Chew carefully and meditatively."She breathed out before folding one of the bitter herbs into her mouth. An hour later, she was out of her bedroom after brushing and taking a bath.Her house was gleaming clean and smelt nice. A walk into the kitchen gave her Julien in an apron squeezing fresh oranges."You shouldn't be on your feet." He rushed to her and guided her to a stool. She watched him calmly. Julien had always been a cold and aloof man, he had been that way for the first three years they had been working together but then later on, he relaxed a little around her and began showing her signs of care.
Raphaela held his gaze calmly."Julien, I'm sorry."A pained look flashed across his face before he became as calm as usual.He suddenly laughed."My first heartbreak, I'll definitely remember you forever, Raphaela." He smiled gently at her.It only made her feel more guilty. In fact, she began to consider it. They would make a good couple. She could never have Lorenzo and even if she could, she could never be with someone as selfish as he was. It was time she moved on from her past.But gazing at him, she couldn't do it. She could never love him the way he deserved, they were far too different, from different worlds, they would never work. And perhaps, what scared her most was the thought that one day, she might lose control of her wolf and end up tearing him to pieces. That lingering threat was ever constant in her mind.Julien looked up and met her gaze."You don't need to pity me. Even if I can't have you, I'll still keep l
She was a feminine beauty to behold, the perfect Luna material. She was slim and elegant, tough and ferocious like the warrior she was. Their eyes clashed and locked, surprise and admiration flickered through her beige brown eyes but he felt nothing. Not pain, not regret, not love, nothing except a burning thirst for revenge. His gaze shifted to her new mate who stood tall and proud in the middle of the duelling ground. The audacity... He strode leisurely to them, seeming not to notice the bows and trembling that followed as he passed through the gathered people. "Alpha Aurelius, I'm sure you know the price of what you've just done." He said threateningly as a form of greeting once he got to them. Alpha Aurelius smirked, golden curls fluttering behind his head. He was the ladies man. "I won't beat around the bush, Lorenzo. I'm here to take over your pack." Lorenzo's brows went up. "I have my warriors sur
Loud collective gasps followed, Antonio sprang up from his seat, the Silvermoon head warrior froze in shock, Davina had a complicated look on her face while Aurelius stood victorious. "Come on, Lorenzo!" He taunted, "Aren't you the famous Alpha of death!? Come on, get up!" Lorenzo spat out blood, his nails clawing through sand. His vision flickered between various shades of grey and pure white. He clawed his way to his knees, heaving as angry chants filled the air. Just as he got on all fours, Aurelius smashed him back to the ground. "How does it feel to fall at my feet, huh?" He laughed mockingly, squatting down to Lorenzo's bloody face, "How does it feel to lick the dust at my feet?" Aurelius grabbed a handful of dust and threw in Lorenzo's face. Lorenzo choked, coughing heavily, struggling with all his might to get up but he was too weak, his eyes were burning and he felt like his intestines were being twisted and chopped simultaneously. Wo
Lorenzo struggled up, swaying and staggering. He was blind, he was partially deaf but he was driven by a greater pain, a pain for blood, blood of revenge. "Come on, throw your puppy punch." Aurelius laughed, dodging easily as Lorenzo swung a weak punch at him. He stood tall and proud, not a single scratch on his tanned skin. Another weak punch and Aurelius slammed his foot down on his head, sending him crashing down again, his brain buzzing. "Come on, Alpha! Is this how you lead your people!?" ********* Raphaela got closer and closer to the Silvermoon pack and with her shared mindlink with Lorenzo open, she sensed more and more his weakness and pain...and hatred. Was his hatred directed at her? The connection was weakening. Meaning only one thing... She travelled faster. *********** Davina sat cross-legged watching the bloody scene in front of her. She couldn't wait f
"His condition is fatal but it's a bit easier since he is an Alpha. He was poisoned with a very powerful herb, Staphicocci, very probably thirty minutes before the duel began. The herb is rare, very rare and very dangerous, I'm surprised how whoever got their hands on it. If it was a normal wolf, they would be dead by now; infact, they wouldn't have lasted past an hour but he's an Alpha and a very strong one at that, that's why I said it's a bit easier. I've managed to drain out much of the poison but there is still a bit more in his blood. That's very dangerous. If I don't get it out in twenty four hours, he'll die. Alpha or not."Raphaela listened to the pack doctor, Emily; a middle aged woman; in a daze. He'll die..."Dialysis" She spoke up feverishly, "The human world. They do it for their patients with kidney problems. We can do it, right? Drain out his blood and inject him with new blood."Emily seemed like she was considering it before a complex look cros