Duncan's POVI ran across the woods in my wolf form, heading straight to a peculiar place a small distance away from the pack. An abandoned hut, to be exact, where that dastardly boy was being held.The travel there was a bit far to my liking, but it was the perfect place to hide and keep that thing. It was, after all, abandoned, and it was in the middle of the woods. Susan would never expect that 'precious boy' of her's to be held outside the area. And even if she does get any bright idea of leaving, with the patrols around the perimeters, she will not make it far. Much less make it halfway to the brat.Same with the boy. The hut may have been abandoned, but by no means did I leave the boy unsupervised. Who knows exactly what sort of tricks were being taught to him at the big house? The mutts I hired to watch him are the best hunters of the Bluemoon Pack. Nothing and no one will escape them. Especially not some brat.A smirk formed on my face as I began to think about what I would do
Susan's POVAs soon as I had panicked about Justin, rather than let me go, Pularis had me chained to the room, to my shock and dismay. Not only that, but he even ordered his servants to not release me, while he had gone out to find Justin for me.Only thing is, however, not only did I not know where Justin was being held, Pularis did not ask a single thing about him as he left. Not what he looked like, what he may smell like, nothing. He didn’t even ask if the son I was worried about was the one who was with Duncan. It worried me more if he was ever going to find him. And it worried me even more if Justin will still be safe until then. ‘Justin… Please be safe,’ I prayed, looking out the window at the crescent moon shining down. As I stared, I couldn’t help wondering if the Moon Goddess or anyone up there is enjoying what has become of me. It was bad enough that I was framed for a crime I never did, all my hard work and effort to not be recognized, and let’s not forget how Justin- the
Pularis's POVI was driving back to the disgraced Alpha’s house to retrieve Susan’s kid. Apparently, the boy was abducted by that guy and his men when they were somewhere that was without people. Where that ‘somewhere’ was, the she wolf didn’t say, though it could be prison. Her friend did mention that Susan was falsely accused and arrested for a crime she didn’t commit, earlier. An indirect piece of info about the ‘Alpha’ that pissed me off even more.Just what kind of Alpha does not look deeper into an incident before making that sort of decision? The fact that that one werewolf said such about Susan so truthfully could only mean he had been neglecting his ‘homework’. If anything, I question if the predecessors even properly taught him the responsibilities of an Alpha.‘All the more reason to have this pack dispersed,’ I thought, irritated that there had to be a process to be done for that to actually happen in the council. Though we usually would have the final say in a situation i
It did not take me much longer to arrive back at the disgraceful Alpha's household. Once there, I begrudgingly got out of my car and walked up to the door. To my small astonishment, the front door was already fixed up, albeit poorly. Still, it did nothing to deter me and what I needed to do, as I gave it a 'little' knock, causing the door to tumble down."This door is very poorly fixed," I said out loud, making my presence known to the residents inside as I walked in.When I entered, I noticed the three people who were supposed to be here were missing. I had thought they ran off, when I took in a breath, and sniffed out two of three familiar scents upstairs, with one unfamiliar scent.Of the two scents I knew, I instantly noticed the disgraceful Alpha was not one of them. Something that made me narrow my eyes in disgust.‘He ran away, didn’t he? Either that or…’ I began to wonder, having half the mind to summon a search party for that runaway, when I heard footsteps upstairs.“So you’
Susan's POVI didn’t know how long I was out, but when I next woke, it was to a stinging pain in my head. I winced and rubbed my head a bit, trying to remember what happened last to wake up to that pain. A memory that I much rather forget, for it only made me worry more about Justin.‘I need to find him,’ I thought, glancing back up at the chain that kept me to the bed. ‘I need to get this off first. How?’I heard the door open, and glanced over to see Ayla walking in. This time, with a first-aid kit in her hand. As soon as she made eye contact with me, she flinched."O-Oh! You're awake," she stuttered out. "Thank goodness. Though you should best remain lying down in bed. I did... kind of hit you a bit too hard..."When those words left her mouth, I was reminded of what happened last, and softly smiled at the timid maid. "So I am aware," I could only say, rubbing my head from the slight stinging pain.Ayla seemed to have flinched from my words and bowed her head at me. "Please forgive
I ran as fast as I could down the streets, pushing my legs as fast as I could to the limit. As much as I wanted to transform into my wolf form and make this search fast, sadly, I never got the time to practice my shifts, much less feel my wolf. Not since the incident. Even now, when I most especially want to find Justin, I can’t feel my wolf.‘No…’ I thought, shaking my head. ‘Now is not the time for that. I can worry about my wolf after I save Justin.’My mind made up, I picked up the pace and ran faster down the streets. Soon enough, I made it back to town, where I took notice of the patrols walking about in the area. I grew confused at the sight, for there usually was never any need for this many people patrolling within the pack. Unless if...'It can't be because of me, can it?' I wondered. 'Even if Duncan has so much hate towards me, and possibly felt humiliated after what happened with Alpha Pularis, he couldn't be petty enough to think that it was some act, could it?'I didn't
Susan's POVI had been searching around town the whole night, and I couldn’t find any clue or hint as to where Justin had gone. Not that it should be surprising, considering how he has never gone outside the prison walls before. And yet, for the first thing to have happened to him to be a kidnapping, followed by an escape with a target on his back…‘He must be frightened,’ I thought in worry, hiding behind a barrel, away from patrols. ‘Everything out here is too new for him. He could be anywhere. If he was in a place any child would more likely end up in, they would’ve found him by now.’Worried as I was about Justin’s safety, for there to still be so many werewolves searching for him, I can at least be at ease that he was safe, away from Duncan and his men. I was relieved but, with the sun rising, I feared it was only a matter of time until Justin gets found. Whether it was by one of the patrols, or a citizen loyal to Duncan. Likewise, however, it also meant I wasn’t going to be able
"Thank you again, for back there," I thanked the elder, sitting on the couch as I wrapped up my legs in bandages."It's nothing you need to thank me for, child. If anything, it is those dogs who should be ashamed of themselves, ganging up on a single werewolf. In broad daylight," the woman said, prepping some tea for us. “Are you sure you don’t need help with those injuries?”“No, ma’am. It’s just a bunch of scratches I got while running, is all.”After what happened with the Bluemoon wolves, the elderly woman took me by the hand and led me straight to her house. That being a fairly nice cabin right outside the pack. There were some werewolves who tried to stop us, but one glare from her was enough to stop them. Literally, with the added pressure keeping them down. Once it finally dawned to them how formidable this werewolf may be, they gave in at last. Although...'I have doubts it will stop Duncan from trying anything to me. Finding me, and potentially hurt me…' I thought, worried a
Duncan's POVI sat in the living room, my head down in disbelief from everything that happened in a span of a few hours just a little earlier. What have I seen? What did I witness? If it was a miracle, I much rather it be that than... Than whatever else that was revealed.It was one thing that Ashley- the love of my life who had been poisoned by that slut mutt, Susan- recover from the ailment that made her suffer. Find the strength in her that helped her take down that bitch that was beating her so. In fact, for all I know, that must be what happened. And everything else- every word said that was making me think otherwise- were nothing but lies in the end. All that was 'revealed' were nothing but fabrications. Tales that were being told differently than what the action truly showed."ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!" Or so I would have preferred it, if my father was not sitting across from me on the sofa, presenting me and Ashley with the package set on the table between us. The package was
I looked up at Pularis in stupor. What was he trying to tell me?“S-Sorry, I think I got a little woozy there, Alpha. I could’ve sworn I’m hearing you tell me that I will be fully healed if my wolf awakens,” I said.“I am saying that.” My bafflement grew at his confirmation. “Now, don’t take my words seriously. I am no healer, and I am not some expert on wolves. The ones with us werewolves, that is. From what I’ve heard of your friend, there hasn’t been quite a case of an illness similar to yours in any medical records or books she knew of. Or am I wrong?”I was not a doctor myself, but from what I knew, Pularis was not wrong. Even Caitlyn said so, and hoped that his pack would know something about my condition that is not known in the Bluemoon pack.“I don’t know much about the role, you were born into the role of Werewolf Priestess, it is possible that there are plenty of differences about you compared to other werewolves, just as there is a difference between an Alpha werewolf and
I was just closing my eyes when I heard light knocking at my door, marking me open them again. ‘Who’s at my door this time?’ I wondered.“Yes?”“It’s me. Mind if I come in?”“Alpha Pularis? Uh, sure. You can come in.”Once I gave him permission, the door opened, and my soon-to-be new Alpha entered. “Apologies for suddenly leaving. Had matters to take care of,” he said.“Would they have to do with Duncan and Ashley?” Pularis gave me an odd look when I asked that. “I was told by Miss Patricia.”He sighed at the response. “I thought I smelled her scent earlier,” he muttered, before turning back to me. “To answer your question, yes. Yes, it does have to do with those two.” He then stopped for a moment, looking me over. “You mind sitting up? I need to talk to you about something important.”Curiosity washed over me when he said that. “Yeah, I’ll try.” I was about to sit up, only to be reminded of how painful it was even adjusting myself on the bed. Unlike before, though, Pularis quickly to
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. What? I’m sorry, what? Huh? Ashley was what?”Those were the only things I could say after what Patricia revealed to me. News I never thought I would ever hear from… Well, anywhere. Nor did I think it to be that possible.“Like I said, child. That ‘Ashley’ girl has her lies exposed. The ‘illness’ she was said to be harboring was nothing more than a fake. A lie. An act. All with the right prop to use.”I was still in stupor, hearing that again. Replaying it in my head, even. This whole time, like Duncan and many others, I had thought she was truly affected by whatever aftermath that position had inflicted onto her. Now I’m hearing that there was no such thing? It was all nothing but some sick act Ashley had put on? But, that made no sense.“How could she have faked her illness this whole time? We’re not talking about ‘days’, but ‘years’. Even if Duncan was that blind to his love for her, he had to be sharp enough to realize the difference between fake and
Susan's POVI couldn’t sleep at all. I wasn’t sure if it was because I had already ‘slept’ enough that I didn’t need any more sleep, or if it was because I was starting to be conscious of the state of my body that I was not comfortable sleeping. I didn’t know which one it was, but I just couldn’t sleep.‘I wonder if I’m allowed to take any walks in the mansion. Or at least in my room. I don’t think I can sleep otherwise,’ I thought.I slowly tried to sit up from bed, though had some difficulties in doing so. My body was feeling quite sore, which made it a little tough for me to move. It especially hurts when I put pressure on some of my worst, bandaged injuries. That is, the bite and claw marks, according to Caitlyn.Eventually, instead of getting out of bed, I settled only for readjusting myself on it, and looked around the room.“I should’ve asked for a book to read or something,” I muttered.A knock was heard at the door, surprising me a bit.“Who is it?” I asked.“It’s me, dear. M
Time almost seemed to have frozen by the action. Not for me or my people, who know that punch did nothing to my Beta. For the Bluemoon wolves who thought that woman was so sickly, on the other hand- particularly a certain disgraceful Alpha...“Still believe her to be some flower to be protected?” Dingo questioned his son, who looked on in disbelief.“T-That… that’s just… an act! Yeah, that’s all that was!” the welp claimed, actually succeeding in baffling me that time, as several others were. “I know Ashley. She has a condition! She’s not able to cause any sort of harm on anything! That bitch of a werewolf only pretended that punch did anything to her! There’s no way Ashley actually-!”“You saw her take that Beta’s kick, and clearly that didn’t kill her as it would’ve any other sickly,” Dingo reminded him. “Moreover, as we saw, you claimed earlier her recovery is not like that of an average werewolf’s. Well, you may as well be right, seeing as she has recovered from her injuries faste
The welp remained silent at the question. I didn't know if it meant that he didn't understand how he wouldn't know, or if he was waiting for a response from his father. Regardless, both options are equally sad and disappointing. "He's telling you that someone else picked the package up, and never reported to you about it. 'Hid' the package, more like," I answered for the pitifully dumb mutt. He who looked at me with rage."There is no way that-!""That is exactly what happened!" Dingo interrupted, frightening his son to silence. "The fact that your name is on these packages, and shipped to your house every month for the past four years are proof enough!""I-It could just be that bastard-!" Dingo unleashed another dose of his authority, silencing his son to submission. "You are still blaming someone outside the pack for a case that has happened in your very home? He who just arrived at our pack for the first time last month? It is clear enough that the true culprit is someone from in
As expected, the moment it was made known what the book was, many in our little audience took 'interest' in the topic. To say the least. There were questions as to how the book was of any importance in this current situation, with several making assumptions that it would be about the lavishing spendings. I even overheard a few questioning what such info had to do with the matter at hand, noticing how troubled a couple sounded."How the hell did you get your hands on that?!" the welp demanded. "Ah, so you do know what this is," I said. "Now, as much as I would like to show here everything this book contains, we are not here to speak of the transaction history. No... What you want to know is details about this package delivered to you. From a shop called the 'Europhia Apothecary'.""I made no purchase to any apothecary, you fraudulent mutt!" the welp shouted.I rolled my eyes at him, surprised with how high his arrogance was. How fragile his pride turned out to be. "No one ever said yo
"What the hell is going on here?!"The chatters all ceased at my shout. Many turned my way, with some paling at the sight of me in my wolf form."I-It's the councilman!" a Bluemoon wolf barked out, as he and many others all parted, making a path for me to walk to the gate. I made no gesture of gratitude as I walked down the path made. Unlike most werewolves, who would usually reach an adult's waist in their wolf form, for me, I was pretty much as tall as an average adult in my form. Fitting for a werewolf whose wolf loves a good display of power. Fitting for an Alpha werewolf with a reputation like mine.As I walked, I could hear light whispers amongst the mass about my being here. And from what I was hearing, while some were assuming my arrival had to do with the suspicious package- an astute assumption from them- others assumed I was here to deliver news of the trial date, which was also not wrong.To say the least, the trial could've happened at any time. Especially when there was