Chapter Three

Lyrica

I walked with my arm looped with my Mom's as Dad held her hand. He guided us through the sea of people filling the hall. It was so full in here already. I think the whole pack was in here. 

"Guess the Alpha wasn't kidding when he said he had something important to talk about." Mom said as Dad helped us into a seat. He took the one next to Mom, putting me in the middle of them. This is something they have always done. It's like they are my shields. 

"Yeah, the warriors have been talking about it. I think it has to do with all the rogues showing up and all the attacks lately. It's every night it seems we are taking down some."

My heart picked up at hearing his words. I have always hated the thought of something happening to Dad. He was a good warrior and a great fighter. But with rogues, you just never know what will happen; they are unpredictable.

A loud whistle came, causing everyone to look over at the front of the hall. The Beta stood up on a small stage.

"I would like everyone to take a seat please. I'm sorry if there is not enough for everyone, so please keep it down for those in the back, so they can hear what is being said and that nothing needs to be repeated."

He turned as the Alpha and Luna walked up on the stage. I looked at them; they reminded me of my parents, so in love with one another. That's how it goes with mates, something I will never experience. Sure humans can be mated to wolves. I mean, look at my mother, but it's not something that happens a lot.

"Everyone, please settle. I want to make sure all can hear what I have to talk about. I need you all to take this very seriously."

The hall went quiet at the request of the Alpha.

"Alright, now we all know that there has been an increase in rogue attacks in the last month or so. Our warriors are working hard to keep it under control, However they are becoming harder to defeat. Many of our warriors have been injured. I have decided to reach out to the Lycan King for help with this situation."

Mutters erupted throughout the hall. My head turned to look at Dad. 

"Do you think they will come help?"

He shrugged, "I'm not sure. I would like to say, yes, they would, but who knows? They run by a different set of rules."

"Yeah, but wouldn't it make them look bad not to help? I mean they are the rulers of us and the whole territory."

"That is true, but like I said, they are Lycans. They outrank us, so they can just brush off the request for help."

"Settle down everyone," The Alpha called out. "I know it's up to them and some may even doubt they will help. I do not think they will turn us down when we are in need of help. However till then, I have put in place some rules I want you all to begin following starting today."

"First. No one is to travel around the pack alone. Make sure you are in a group of two or more. Also, there is a curfew which begins at eight pm. No one is allowed in the woods alone or in a group. If you wish to shift and run, you will have to use the training field to do so. There will be no new visitors coming or going. Please I want everyone to pay attention and take this very seriously and listen to my warnings. I do not want anyone to break them."

I spun, facing Dad. "Wait, does that mean I can't return to school?"

He shook his head. "I do not think so, as you do not leave and return every day, but I can check with him."

"Alpha," Someone called out. 

"Yes."

"Are the rogues after something specific, or just anything? I mean it's been how long since they attacked. Why now?"

"That I'm not sure of. With rogues, it's hard to say what they want; usually it's supplies to survive or get through or even sell for money. We never know what they want when they attack."

"Is there some sort of rules we need to know about if the Lycans do come to help us?"

Alpha shook his head. "All I can say is follow what they say. I'm sure they will put out more rules to be followed, but the whole thing is to keep everyone safe. So follow along with what they want and do not pick any fights with them. As we all have been told, Lycans are known for their bad tempers and short fuses. Mind your manners and show respect to them. They do outrank us."

The whole thing seemed to drag on; others asked questions and the Alpha answered the best he could. When it was all over, I felt completely wiped out and had a pounding headache from it all. Once we got home, I headed straight for my room, flopping on my bed, letting my eyes close. The Alpha words replayed in my head. 

I wonder what it would be like to meet a Lycan. From the stories we were told, they are super tall and built solid as a rock, with wide shoulders and blessed with good looking genes. We also learned that they lose their temper quickly and are straight up killing machines when in their Lycan forms. 

I felt a shiver run through me at the thought of them. I wonder if they would look at someone like me differently, seeing as I do not have a wolf. Would they look down on me or treat me like the rest of the pack?

I drifted off with all the thoughts about Lycans. I even dreamed of one with bright green eyes staring at me in the dark. A large silhouette of a man. He was so tall with broad shoulders that would fill a doorway. I couldn't see his face as a shadow cast over it. But those green eyes pierced through the darkness. It was as if they were looking right through me, 

I was startled awake by a knocking on my door. Mom called out that dinner was ready. I let out a groan, rolling to see the clock, 

Holy hannah I slept for three hours!

Jumping up, I hurried to the bathroom to wash my face. Before heading down for dinner, I couldn't get those green eyes out of my mind.