The three of them stilled and the eyes widened simultaneously in panic as the cries from the ward increased, then they took off running back into the ward.Parents held onto their children, who seemed to have gotten paler in the last minute and Kiara staggered backwards; she would have fallen on her butt if not for Devon’s steadying arm around her waist. “What is going on?” Devon asked, his voice shaky and Eliza immediately rushed to the nearest child and did a checkup. She did a checkup on two more children, then walked back to Devon.“It’s the spell. I think Ketura’s presence here has triggered something.” “Then we’ll go to them. Stay right here and do all you can. We must not lose anyone, Eliza.”“I will do my best, Alpha.”Grabbing Kiara’s hand, he dragged her behind him and off the both of them went. He drove like a crazed person once he was behind the steering.“We must not let Ketura see us panicked, she might try to spin that to her advantage,” Kiara said as they neared the
Devon tapped his fingers on the table absentmindedly while Luka and Alfonso updated him on the preparations for the coming festival. It was the most important festival for the Akira Pack, and the most dangerous for him as the alpha, thanks to the role he has to play on that day.“Are you listening?” Luka asked, his brows furrowed and Devon snapped back to reality.“Yes, what were you saying? My mind drifted off.”Luka and Alfonso shared a look, the festival was too important for his mind to be drifting off when a debriefing about it was going on, or else whatever it is he’s thinking about is more important, which it ought to be.“What has clouded your mind?” Alfonso asked and Devon tensed up momentarily.Truth was, Kiara’s skepticism and her curiousity were eating him up. He didn’t really consider the possibility that she might not believe what she will read, or accept it. Now, he has been forced to confront that possiblity, and it was unnerving. What would become of them? Would she c
“Have you had a meal today?” Devon asked and Kiara shook her head, she got to reading the minute she returned from the run. Sucking his teeth, Devon shook his head in disapproval. “I’ll get you something to eat. Any preferences?”“I am okay with whatever you choose.” He eyed her suspiciously then nodded briefly and walked away. Once he was gone, Kiara shut the door and made herself comfortable on the bed. She wanted to ignore the book, at least until she ate, but at the sight of it, she immediately grabbed it and flipped to the page she left off. The Dark ages encompass the century of the war. It started off small with just four alphas of Lunar Fang, Ridgewood, Shadowmoon and Guardian pack. They sought to be like Lycans and began a secret dangerous practice that involved hunting infant lycans and torturing them in order to mutate their powers. This went on for a decade, and their actions all proved abortive, so they became wilder. Their group of four suddenly grew, all thanks to
Kiara made herself comfortable on the bed and opened up to the very first chapter of the book. She ran her fingers over it, as if unsure the words would remain. When the words did not disappear like she feared, she expelled a shaky breath, then began reading. There are legends that are not just legends, and myths that are not just myths. We are one of them. Within the confines of this pack’s borders, we exist, and we are different from everyone else - different from them in a way that fear them, in a way that has them gritting their teeth and wondering who we are. You too may be wondering the same thing now, are you not? Who are we? What is this myth that we are? Have you heard of Lycans?Kiara’s heart stopped and dropped to her stomach, and if not for the fear that the moment she shuts the book, the words will disappear, she would have done just that and stopped reading.There is no way. Lycans were not myths, they were real, she knew that much, but she also knew that every Lycan
Kiara woke up with a gasp, drenched in her own sweat, her skin prickled and she guessed it was from the dream - although nightmare was a more befitting term – she just had.She saw her parents at a temple, undoubtedly the Salutis temple, and a man, too pale to be human had his hands around their necks and he didn’t let go till they dropped on the ground, limp and lifeless, looking the same way they did when she discovered their corpses months ago.The prickling on her skin doubled as she recalled the dream; it felt like her skin was smeared in hot Chilli, and instantly, she removed the duvet from her body and jumped off from the bed, thinking that the duvet was the source of her problem, but despite the coolness of the room, her skin still burned.A piece of paper was on the bedside table waiting for her; I am leaving early for some pack checkup, I don’t know when I’ll be back. The code to the safe is 0404.She smiled then dropped the piece of paper, and rushed to the bathroom, hoping
“Gwen, we are going to have a talk later,” Devon said as he and Kiara rejoined the group in the living room. In response, Gwen raised her glass then took a sip.Everyone settled into a comfortable silence, but Kiara squirmed uncomfortably in her seat, thanks to Alfonso’s gaze that was pinned on her.“We have not really met,” Kiara broke the silence, her gaze firmly pressed on Alfonso, who just shrugged in response.“I have been busy with pack duties.”“I guessed as much. You are Alfonso, right? The Gamma.”“Yes, I am in charge of collecting information for the pack.”Kiara nodded, then reached for one of the drinks on the table and took a sip, she was taking another sip, when Alfonso spoke again, “Tanya, your best friend, she lost her pregnancy about a week or two ago.” Kiara choked on her drink.“Why the fuck would you say that?” Gwen barked, while Devon patted Kiara’s pack softly.“I’m fine, I’m fine.” She mumbled when she finally stopped coughing and met Alfonso’s unbothered gaze.