We are walking side by side quietly through the forest. I chose a route that won't have that much wolves hunting in the way, since that part is kind of abandoned. It's rough to walk through all this branches and bushes, but at least it's safer.
Now these are the moments I never thought I'd experience in my life. I had friends, I do have, but I never had someone to feel at my soul, regardless of gender. I was always kind of quiet and calm, but now I feel like I'm enjoying the silence with someone. I look at Nyx, the hood over her head expressing a mysterious aura, expression weary and cold. Maybe I shouldn't find this that much enjoyable, because as much as I can gather, something bad is definitely gonna happen.
"It's really quiet," Nyx utters softly, the moonlight shinning on her. We can only hear the breaking sound of dry leaves and brunches, along with night insects.
"Yeah, this route is said to abandoned," I nod in affirmation. "Most of the wolves go hunting around the west side of the forest, not this side."
"I see," she replies. I'm not sure if I'm making things awkward, honestly starting to feel a bit nervous.
We begin to walk at a faster pace, with the moon following us from above. There are so many things I'd like to ask her, talk with her, but probably now isn't the best time. And I definitely don't wanna seem annoying to her. It's ironic how I'm a grown-up, but here I'm worrying about these little things.
"Wait," she suddenly stops me, while I was lost in my own kingdom of thoughts and imagination. She points her finger at a bush few feet ahead of us and whispers,
"Someone's there. More than one."
I can smell their pheromones, one person is a beta and another one is an omega. Their released feelings are wild, heightened, hungry, craving for more. Wait, don't tell me they're doing 'that'!
"Nyx," I whisper, trying to warn her, but it's already too late. She pushes some branches and leaves aside, to make way to see what is inside the bush, and here I'm standing all embarrassed behind her. The completely naked woman moans loudly as the man thrusts into her from the back, but soon that moan is replaced by a scared shriek, like she has seen some ghosts.
"Come!" I pull Nyx by her arm, speeding up our walking pace. "It's their personal business we shouldn't interfere, are you slow?"
Her cheeks slightly reddens, looking away from me. "Let go of my arm, Lorenzo."
Then we continue to walk again. Till we reached her pack, meanwhile in the trip, we surprisingly talked a lot maybe we both couldn't cope with the silence. And the more I talked with her, listened to her, I realised that she might be more of a mystery than I thought, and the irresistible thumping in my heart continued on its own.
"We're here," after an hour, we stop.
The forest is way widened now, a distinct valley unveils in front of us. After the valley, there's an enormous area where are numerous well-built dens, illuminated, even there are small buildings which I have never seen before. In the middle, there's a big fire along with different breed of animals, skinless, hanging from the rods. The soil seems fertile and agricultural, arranged hunting camps popping out here and there. Overall this is a pack way more advanced than our pack.
"Wow." And that's the only word I can say.
Nyx chuckles in answer.
~
We enter the pack by taking a hidden route, while being anonymous. Nyx mentioned that her den is only five minutes away from the valley, but still I'm not sure why I'm going along with her when I should be going back to my pack. Since she's the only pureblood daughter of the Alpha, she must have a lifestyle quite splendid, I wonder.
"Normally there'd be guards at the gate ahead of valley, since foreigners aren't very welcome here," Nyx whispers, while leading me through a dark alley. "But I guess they're needed tonight for some ceremony."
I nod, that would be a great problem if there were guards. I don't quite have the fighting plea and Nyx's action wouldn't be appreciated either.
Suddenly we stop in front of a brick wall, it seems solid at first, but after tapping the wall three times a door appears, how interesting. Nyx leads me through the wall door, howling in a specific low voice, it's like she's calling for someone.
A few moments later, a young woman appears at the alley, holding a small lamp. She greets Nyx politely and gives me a silent stare.
"Lead the way, Maria."
Maria discovers a hidden box in the wall and then unlocks the lock there. Another door opens in front of us, showing us a vast, expensive looking den.
"Welcome to my den, Alpha Lorenzo," smiles Nyx, looking a bit tired. As she goes to another room to fresh up, I'm left alone in the main room. The den speaks of expensive yet mature taste, a big shelf full of books is a tiny bit of proof of that. I realise that the den itself is expensive looking, but the things in there are simply and neatly arranged.
But before I can explore anymore, my eyes give up, slowly falling into a slumber.
Kill.The competition ceremony is about how many you can kill. It doesn't have to be any creature other than wolves, you can even kill among within your pack, it doesn't really matter. You're free to have a feast on whatever creature you like, as long as those creatures are in the ceremony. Any time of weapons, any type of legal or illegal transformation is allowed. Team making is prohibited, only one person can win the contest and they will be rewarded by some great things, which is decided by the lead Alpha. It includes cannibalism. Growing up in a family of lead Alpha, hunting never really bothered me or made me sick or anything. I always thought it was normal, you gotta go by your instincts and nature, establish the habits that your species hold. But what I'm seeing right now is on a different level. "Are you alright?" Nyx looks at me with worried eyes, we're on disguise right now, wearing commoner's outfit. "Yeah, I'm fine," I nod, though it's kind of shocking, but it's not e
As she watches him walk away through the valley, she unknowingly feels sad for some reason. He's not like some superstar of the town. His physiques, his facial structure, his walking style, they're nothing extraordinary. But still she feels something for him. She felt cherished when he came in front to help her knowing she's from an enemy pack. And when he and his sister healed her when they could get her in trouble by informing her presence to the lead Alpha. And she felt the moments when he was watching her secretly, it was a mixture of attraction and sincerity, along with a hint of lust. First time is always dangerous. She sighs again, turning around to head back to her pack, she has to pay a visit to her father. She was worried about nothing, no one cared about that she was missing except her servant Maria. But now they'll definitely care, because of all the things she's going to do now. ~ "It's a pretty moon, huh?" Nyx lets out a breath after hearing the familiar voice behi
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The werewolves are having a festival downside the enormous hill. And here I sit alone, in front of a mythic cave above the hill top. And watch them happily dance surrounding the fire wearing their traditional wolf coats. Some of them are sitting, lying on the tables at the corner of the field, drinking and eating till their stomach is almost tearing apart. And some of them are having a mischievous fight beside the huge barbecue stake of different animals meat, maybe their fight is due to who would get the biggest chunk. And for some reason I'm not joining these seemingly contented people. I'm just trying to figure out all the different combination of emotions I'm feeling and having troubles deciding whether I should stick to my core or just let my emotions take me over. I know I have lots of responsibilities due to my status, I just don't have anyone who can guide me about that. Yesterday Alpha Vincent, the mighty Blood Moon pack leader, visited our pack and had a small talk with
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"Now what do we do with her?" Albera looks at Nyx with worried eyes, I know what's going on in her mind. Currently she's lying on my bed, we helped her stitching the leg wound and bandaging it up, it's not that serious so it will heal soon. She's been sleeping for an hour, after being unconscious, I hope she won't misunderstand the situation when she wakes up. "The wolf she fought with is definitely stronger than her," Albera indicates at the wound. "Otherwise she wouldn't have been hurt.""Fought? She could have been attacked.""That maybe the case so, but there's blood stains in her nails and that wouldn't be hers. She injured the other wolf too, but that was stronger so it ran away." I sigh, "The other wolf couldn't be from our pack, could it?" "I don't know that. I don't detect any pheromones from her, must be because of our separate bloodlines."But I can sense her pheromones. Why's that? "Well, you gotta make sure no one comes in your den," Albera alerts me. "And when she w