Perhaps, it was because of our history of strong leaders that we were never invaded by the other packs. As our community was hidden within the wilderness and protected by the walls and traps around, packs couldn't get in easily. Only those non-wolves and less hostile races could enter while being under observation. Not to mention the other race had no benefit from alliancing the wolves as merits such as wealth were nothing to them. And the head of the Elf King at the front was Varick's strategy of preventing more alliances with the other packs again.But how did it happen now? How did they infiltrate from the higher security outside? "Lady Rosaria?" A panicking voice came from Lenalee as her fingers holding my wrist shaking like a falling leaf.I held her hand with my free one and gripped it, giving her a reassuring smile. "Everything is going to be alright, Lenalee."Yet, she shook her head. "No…no…" Fear striking on her youthful features as she shook her head."It is okay to be af
"Please, Lady Rosaria. You have to trust me," she said again and this time she dropped to her knees as she gripped the helm of my dress. "P-please!" It was desperation, and my heart sank. Seeing a young girl who often showed enthusiasm was now begging before me. I kneeled down to be on the same eye level as her. "Okay, I trust you," I said with a smile. "I believe my husband and his army will protect this pack." And hopefully, there would be zero casualties. This idealistic point of view would only help me to stay optimistic. Wiping the tear gland falling from her eye, I added. "Besides, I doubt I would be any use to the Skollist knights." "Thank you…" She whispered as she lowered her head. "And I am sorry." I blinked. Yet, I decided to ask her last statement later. We both stood up and I could hear the explosions outside. I turned to the source of the noise, my breath hitching from the fear I buried within. The sound was far off and that meant the enemy hadn't reached h
Warning: implied gangrape Something seemed amiss. His brows wrinkled as he slit the struggling wolf with his claws and threw the body to the pile of corpses. The number of wolves in his vicinity had increased and more of his men were injured and teleported by Phineas to a safer hideout. The buildings of the marketplace crumbled from the explosions and they would have turned to ashes if it weren’t for the rain. He knew that their target was his head detached from his body as he was the only obstacle that wolves couldn't get their hands on the Hatiist followers. However, his instincts were telling him this wasn't the reason for their sudden infiltration. Another concern that bothered him was his heart throbbing painfully, even when he wasn't harmed by their predictable tactics. Varick pressed his heart, feeling the painful pang each time it beat, and he was… bothered by this new feeling. When the wolves noticed he was distracted, they exchanged looks and one of th
"Lady Rosaria. You promised to trust me. So, I warned you not to say a word. Don't make a sound and make sure to make a sound ONLY when Lord Varick arrives." These were her words before she locked me in the underground cellar. Yet, I couldn’t bear to just watch a young beta brimming with optimism faced an uncertain grim fate. I started banging the door, screaming to the enemies that I was here! "I AM HERE! TAKE ME, PLEASE! DON'T HURT THEM!"But none of them couldn’t hear a word I said. I stopped myself, as I panted, losing my breath from my wails and I learned a bit later that Lenalee sealed not only the door but the sounds within.H-How did she learn such magic? Is she...No, now wasn't the time for speculations. Lenalee knew I would break my promise and still placed that spell on the barrier. “LENALEE! OPEN THE DOOR! LENALEE!” I continued pounding the wooden planks and I didn’t care my hand was numb from the pain. Yet it was all futile as I witnessed Lenalee finally morphed int
The rain didn't stop even after the aftermath of the invasion. As soon as Varick arrived, it didn't take too long before he decimated the remaining rogues in his house, including Heinfield. It was a one-sided battle as they tried to escape from his wrath and failed as Varick was in his complete wolf form.He tore their limbs when they were fleeing and those brave enough to fight couldn't last a second as soon as he struck them. For Varick in his full-form was larger, stronger and faster than any of them combined.Heinfield was the last one in the vicinity, never having the chance to change his form while he was on the ground as the cold icy stare of Varick's wolf glaring at him. If anything, his wolf was kept its namesake as the descendant of Skoll.A war wolf and the bringer of Death."Sc-screw you…if you don't have Skoll's blood…we b-be…be…come—" were Heinfield's last words before he died, succumbing to his wounds.With no one to lead them, the remaining rogues had long fled befor
"So, how are you feeling now, Luna?" Phineas placed his hand on my shoulder while I was pondering after reading the letter. He crouched beside me. "You need to get healed. You have some bruises that need to be tended.""I…will do that later. I am fine, thank you, Phineas."I turned my direction to Lenalee and a tear fell once more. "What are you going to do with her body?""We will burn it," Varick simply stated.I pondered for a moment and I gulped before turning to him. "C-can we bury her body next to the Hatiist Church? Father Gossep wouldn't mind."Varick's expression changed. "Our agreement is not to step into the church.""I won't attend, I swear!" I stood up, giving him a look of grief. "All I wanted was for her to feel like she belonged to a family. If the Skollist pack won't attend her funeral, at least let the Hatiist Church do it for her."Varick looked conflicted, eyes darted to the young girl's wolf lifeless body. "Fine."I smiled as I held my hand in a prayer. "Thank
We drank to our hearts’ content in silence as we waited for Varick’s return. Phineas gave me time to mourn and I appreciated his way of letting me drown to my sorrow, drinking what was once a banal existence to my nunhood.Varick showed up, entering the wine cellar and his expression changed to that of a somber look as he stared at the collection of the finest liquor.“I am going to have them disposed of.”Phineas returned to his usual self as he gave him a sheepish grin. “I can do that with no complaints.”“Do what you must.”I gave the head mage the look as he shrugged. He was definitely going to take all of them for himself.“Varick,” I called out to him when he turned his back. “How are things with the Hatiist Church?”I knew I shouldn’t speak about Hati in front of him yet I was so curious. He didn’t say a word and he exited the wine cellar.“Varick!” I called out again as I tried to catch up to him.“Wait, Luna!” I turned to the Head Mage and he looked a bit guilty from the way
Morning came, and I was awakened by the scent of savory steak passing through my nostrils.My eyes fluttered open and the first sight was an unknown room which was different from my recollection of books piling on the floor or the lack of them.Or the bathroom that I last remember before losing consciousness.The steak I smelled was just next to the bed where I was laid. It was served in a trolley and some garnish that could satiate my appetite. There was the sound of humming, a familiar foreign melody that only "she" could sing.My half body sprung out from the bed and I was greeted by someone crouching on the floor as she was wiping the floor with a rag.She lifted her head and Lenalee beamed that instant. "Good morning, Lady Rosaria."I was too stunned to move as a tear fell from my eye. I moved out of the bed and wrapped my arms around her."Oh Hati, dear Hati! It was all a dream!"Of course it was! It had to be, Lenalee was right here.Lenalee giggled as she held my hand. “I am