CHAPTER TWO_THE PAST

HE suddenly felt pairs of hands on him holding him down. He realized he had been thrashing about on his bed spaces. He looked up to find his roommates looking at him with eyes of pity, not one of them could relate to the pain he was feeling but they were desperately to do the best they could to help him. The somber atmosphere was disrupted by sharp intrusive noises.

HE could hear them now. The guards were on their patrols and were here to make sure the alpha's order were duly followed. They were banging so hard  on the door, like they wanted to break it down. Their fists fueled by the  hatred rooted in their soul. Still clutching his stomach, he stumbled to the door before they decided to unleash their fury on the other occupants in the room.

When he got to the door, he turned back to look at the faces of the other occupants of the room, men who were once held in reverence , who were known to be mighty men in valor now slaves to be kept tightly under the fists of boys they trained. He looked around their faces searching for what he deserved, disappointed hate even. But he could find nothing but love and respect on their faces. 

He turned back to open the door but he was turned back around to an hug from one of his closest friend, he hugged him back and whispered under his breath.

"I'm so sorry" he said

He couldn't stop the tears that came to his eyes this time. The hug soon turned to a group hug as the others joined in. The loud noise of the door being broken down caused them to disperse. 

 THE head guard looked around and smiled sinisterly as soon as his eyes landed on The slave. He seemed as happy to see him die. He went up to him and lowered his head to whisper to him.

 "i will personally escort you out of the pack house, we wouldn't want you getting any ideas,now do we"? he said.

Just  as he had said he escorted him out. A loud scene greeted them as they got outside. Every slave that resided in the pack were lined up in two straight lines, despite been pulled and threatened to be whipped by the guards, they stood their ground.

This scene pulled a crowd, all of them with different countenances and looks on their faces .Hatred were prominent on the faces of the youth and the older men, pity and tears on the faces of the older women, this women had practically raised him and now they were witnessing what might as well be called his death.  They slaves all got on their knees as soon as they saw him causing an uproar from the crowd. The greeting was normally used for wishing ALPHA'S luck whenever they were going for war, to signify allegiance and loyalty to the alpha.

The slaves were swearing their allegiance to The slave, DALTON, their true alpha. Everyone was stunned.  With every step he took, the slaves to his right and left bowed their heads to him. 

He trudged on dejectedly in front of the guards . There was a guard on each side of him, heck he was surrounded by guards. From a stranger”s eye he looked like a prisoner that was being led to his death. All this because a child supposedly spilled the Alpha’s coffee. 

They walked on for bout fifteen minutes before they saw it. It was still a bit farther but there was no mistaking it.It looked every bit like its name, TROUBLED.

The surroundings were demarcated with a bamboo stick fence. The bamboo fence looked old and was now surrounded by different plants and shrub. The fence was practically covered up by strong looking vines. The vines intertwined with the fence in an intricate and unusual manner, like they had a mind of their own. At the end of every of the vines their was a black rose that dripped red liquid.

They were known as the “Bleeding roses” and only ever grew at this particular spot and at the this particular time. The blood the they bled signifies the pain that filled the heart of the goddess.The The fact that they were currently bleeding meant the anger and grief of the goddess was at its peak. On seeing this the guards exchanged sinister smiles, “Their work here was done” they thought to themselves.

 

HE was escorted to the fence that surrounds the troubled waters. The men that escorted had stopped about ten meters from the fence but watched him as he disappeared into the gates before turning back.

 

The sounds that greeted him the instant he walked in was one he would never forget till the day he dies. He could hear the heart wrenching cry of a little child .After a while he couldn’t just hear them, he could see them too.

The child was being mutilated by a big horrifying beast. The beast looked like a crossbreed between a wolf, a bear and a serpent. On closer inspection he saw the child being mutilated was his son, his heir_the one being he would lay his life down for. He immediately moved as if to lunge at the beast trying to tear his child to pieces.

Right there in front of his eyes, the victim changed to Caitlyn. That still didn’t stop him from lunging at the beast. He changed mid_air and roared loudly and with all of the Alpha strength he had being born with, he tore the beast away from Caitlyn. He and the beast danced the proverbial dance of war for over an hour. Until finally, he got the upper hand, he had finally overpowered it with his claws raised above it and was was just about to dig it into the beast’s neck, when it all of a sudden raised itself up with a strength he had never seen before and threw him off. He let out a roar of pain as he felt himself hit the floor. The best face was the last thing he saw before everything turned black