Growing up in Crescent Park, people used to look at me differently. It was as if I wasn't meant to be in the park. Some would treat me awfully while some would try as much as possible to be nice to me while still not being able to completely hide their negative feelings for me.
I didn't know exactly why all that was happening to me but I believed it was because I was different from anyone else in the park. Imagine being 18 already but yet to shift for the first time. Let's not even talk about mind-linking, I couldn't do that either.
Sometimes, I used to wonder if I was what I thought I was. I mean, I didn't possess the characteristics of a lycanthrope. I was more like a normal human living her life in a community where everyone was a werewolf.
My dad, Adolphus, was the Alpha of our pack. He was a very strong wolf. And even though he was strict, he could be nice too. The whole pack loved him and nobody had ever gone against his judgment. He was believed to be the most knowledgeable and oldest Alpha the Crescent Park had ever had.
My mom, Ulva, was the Luna. She was kind to everyone but cold to me. I didn't know exactly what I did to her but it was obvious she didn't like me. Nevertheless, she would always try to be kind when she speaks to me in the Alpha's presence to avoid being yelled at by him.
Uncle Dolph was the Beta, he was my uncle and a highly regarded member of the pack. He was strong and nice, but unlike the Alpha, he wasn't strict. His mate was Rudina, and the two had a daughter named Rieka together. Rieka was my best friend and we were very close to each other even though I was three years older than her. Well, as the saying goes, age is just a number.
Crescent Park had been one of the peaceful parks that had not experienced any breach or war for the past 15 years. It was a remarkable achievement for my dad, and he had achieved that only by making peace with the neighboring packs.
My dad truly believed in peace and tranquility, he would only opt for war when war becomes the last resort. People believed he was the bedrock of our modern-day pack and had often speculated that if he died, our pack would likely fall apart.
Well, it was obvious the fact that I was the only child he had and it wasn't as if I was suitable to be the next Alpha. Even if I was suitable, I knew most of the pack members would not accept me as their Alpha since she-Alphas were rare and no she-wolf had ever ruled our pack before.
Uncle Dolph however was the perfect person to lead the park after my dad, but certainly not for long since the rule of our pack stated that a Beta can only rule over the pack for a short time in the absence of the Alpha.
Anyways, since my dad was silent about the matter despite his old age, I believed he had a better plan for our pack ahead of his demise. Perhaps an Alpha-prince from another park would be summoned to lead us or someone from the council members. Who knows?
Buzz… buzz…
My phone vibrated, it was a text message from Rieka telling me to hurry up and meet her and Dave on the main street. The duo had already prepared for school. We normally used to go to school together because we were in the same department and also studying the same course, mythology.
Mythology wasn't the course I intended to study in the first place, but Rieka convinced me to. She had right from her childhood loved listening to mythical stories and also reading about them. Meanwhile I, on the contrary, was more interested in animals. Sadly I wasn't allowed to keep any at home as pets.
After preparing for school, I went downstairs and met my mom preparing breakfast in the kitchen. There was no time for me to wait and eat hence, I told her I was ready for school.
"Mom, I'm leaving!" I announced.
"Okay? Watch your back" she said in what seemed like a whisper.
"I will, mom" I huffed and left the house.
While heading towards Dave's car in the main street, I saw my dad discussing with some of the council members in front of the pack's conference building. I waved at him from afar and he also did the same to me with a smile on his face.
The council members, however, glared at me with so much hatred written all over their faces. I quickly averted my gaze from them and continued walking until I was finally at Dave's car. I pulled one of the backseats' doors open and quickly hopped in, "Hello, guys!" I shut the door.
"Hi, Emily!" They chorused, "Was just about dialing your contact again" Rieka added.
"Oh, well here I am. So, can we go now?" I said staring at my wristwatch, "We are almost late for the first lecture"
"Sure!" Dave started the car and quickly put it into motion.
Dave's father was one of the council members and he was very close to my father. His mother, Teresa died six years ago. She was severely ill and there was nothing our pack's doctor could do about it to save her. It was a terminal illness.
It took Dave almost half a decade to finally get over the pain of losing her. He had been living alone with his father in their house ever since. He was a year younger than me and two years older than Rieka. Somehow, he had a special bond with Rieka.
The duo's closeness had made people wonder if they were mates. To be certain about it though, the two had to clock eighteen first. Dave would be clocking eighteen next year while Rieka would have to wait two more years for that.
When we arrived at school, Dave parked the car in the parking lot. Then we stormed out and headed straight to our department. It was so crowded but somehow we were able to pass through the hallway without wasting much time. We arrived at the venue of the lecture happily, even though we were five minutes behind schedule. Dave was the first to enter, followed by Rieka and then me. I was reluctant because I was afraid of what Mr. Leon would say. Surprisingly, he didn't say anything. We walked through the steps, looked for empty chairs, and sat down. We were thirty-four in the hall, plus Mr. Leon which made us thirty-five. The hall was conducive and even while sitting at the back, you could hear Mr. Leon loud and clear. But despite that, he still used the microphone. After the lecture, Mr. Leon left and so did some of the students. Dave asked when our next lecture would be held and I told him in two hours, hence he suggested we go to the cafeteria and get something to eat. "My sto
The moment I arrived home, I took a warm shower and changed into a pair of cuffed jeans and a T-shirt. I then sat at my study table, turned on my laptop, and began searching through the internet for topics related to black wolves. Black wolves were rare. We didn't have them in our pack. The only pack with black wolves around us was the Full Moon Pack. However, they hardly shift outside their park to avoid freaking others out. According to my research, black werewolves were the strongest and often the hot-blooded. Also, wounds or injuries caused by them can easily be infected if not treated in time with the appropriate antibiotics. They were known for attacking humans, tearing them apart, and feeding on them. When they see humans, they shift into their wolf form and attack or hunt them. Unlike other werewolf communities like the grey wolves who maintained a close relationship with humans. There was no specific reason behind black wolves' hostility towards humans but accordin
The park's clinic was very close to the conference building. It was wide and had a red-cross sign placed on its premise. Initially, the council members had wanted to relocate the clinic to another place... away from the conference building but my dad disagreed. He had his reasons though. While heading towards the clinic, I met uncle Dolph and some pack guards conversing. I waved at him and he waved back with a smile. The pack guards on the other hand glared at me. I wasn't bothered though, after all, I was used to cold treatments in the pack. As soon as I arrived at the clinic, I heard Mrs. Haley talking to someone in her office. Thus, I decided to wait for them to finish their conversation. There was a six-seater chair in the waiting room. I walked over to the chair and sat comfortably in it. When Mrs. Haley was done conversing with the person, they both walked out of her office. The person turned out to be Catherine, a self-centered pack member. She rolled her eyes at me and
When Rieka told me Mam Yolanda was the one that passed away, I was shocked beyond words. I had initially thought it was Josefina that died since she was the one Mrs. Haley went to check on. What happened to Mam Yolanda was a mystery, according to her daughter she went out to chop down woods when she heard her mother scream. Upon returning to the cabin, she found the middle-aged woman laying lifeless on the ground with her mouth filled with foam. When asked if her mother had been sick or not, she told Mrs. Haley the woman was perfectly fine. Thus, some pack members began wondering if she was killed 'spiritually' by her extremism while others talked about the possibility of a security breach. That evening, my dad and the council members had a meeting in the conference building. And after the meeting, he ordered Mrs. Haley to carry out an autopsy on Mam Yolanda's corpse. "We could be facing a very big problem," he said. Throughout the night I couldn't sleep properly. I was so an
The treaty of peace signed by our pack in the past with the human communities includes abstaining from trespassing on each other's land, and my dad had full confidence in humans. He believed they would never breach their agreement. Hence, he ordered uncle Dolph to carry out a low-key investigation of the incident. He then told Dave to be quiet about it, "...we don't want to put the whole pack in a state of panic" he said and quickly dismissed the two. When I was finally in my room, I sat on the bed and heaved a sigh. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened. I mean, why would anyone want to kill Dave and me, and who exactly could do that? Thank Goodness, Dave was able to put the car to a halt. It was a horrible experience, I didn't even know whom to suspect. I believed it wasn't the black wolves, what would they do with bows when they have claws and fangs? We didn't have bows here either, nor did the neighboring packs. Only humans were known for their use of bows, guns,