"I had this conversation with my mom and we got to talk about Julian. I don't know how long we can keep up with whatever life that Carlos is providing us with. My mom is excited that I am turning eighteen very soon. How do I tell her that I have transformed since I was fourteen? There is nothing to transforming. How do I tell my own mother that I have control over how and when I transform? How do I tell her that I am different?" He asked his friend.
"You don't. Transform when you turn eighteen. Transform at the first full moon and no, do not jump into your wolf form they way you do when we are about to race. That would give her questions. Transform the regular way. Act like you are in pain until you are a full wolf. I still think that there is something that your parents are not telling you. I don't think it is safe or wise even to keep any of this to yourself any longer. You have to talk to your mom about it at some point" Bennie said to him.
"How do you want me to tell her that my friend and I were messing with dark magic and I was affected by it?" Alexander asked him.
"I don't think it is black magic. If you were affected, why wasn't I affected too? I was doing some reading and..."
"And here you go again. What crazy theory did you come up with this time?" Alexander asked him.
"It is not crazy and maybe if you just listened, you might actually get to find out what the hell is wrong with you!" Bennie said to him
"Alright.You have fifteen minutes before coach gets here. Enlighten me on what is wrong with me" he said with a smile.
"As I was saying, I did some reading and I came across something called the burning flame pack in one of the books in the library. I decided to read some more on that and I abandoned the moon curse for..."
"You abandoned our group project that is due in three days?" Alexander said with surprise.
"Hold on, scold me later. This is more important than whatever school presentation we can possibly have. The burning flame pack are the rarest and strongest set of wolves to ever walk the surface of the earth. They were unique. The bright red eyes, the early transformation, the super speed. They are all qualities of a burning wolf. The only thing is you have not majestically walked out of a burning flame after transformation" Bennie said to him.
"And that is because I am not one of them. I don't even have super speed. Yes, I am fast but I don't have super speed and everybody knows that the Burning flame wolf is a myth. They might have existed before but not anymore. I think the black magic might have affected you in a different way" Alexander said to him.
"What way?" Bennie asked him.
"You are crazy. I mean, you are going bonkers. The magic made you lose your sanity and the moon knows what else you lost that day" Alexander said, giggling.
"I am serious. What the hell is wrong with you?" Bennie asked him.
"I know that you are looking out for me but I don't believe in fairy tales. I just want to get this over with and move on from it. No more fairy tale talk. We have a presentation that is due in a couple of days and I really need you to focus on that and let me handle this myself" Alexander said to him.
Bennie sighed because he knew that Alexander wasn't listening to him. Their coach came and they got down to practice. After the practice, Alex headed home immediately. He didn't want his mom to worry about him and he had a presentation to prepare for. He got in, had a quick shower and got down to his books. When he was done reading, he decided to take a nap. A nap was something he wouldn't take because of the visions that came with it. He closed his eyes and he was in another world entirely. He stood outside and in front of him stood a house that kept burning. He could hear screams from inside of the house but he was glued to where he was standing. He wanted to help but he couldn't. He tried to scream for help but he was on a lonely road and from what he could tell, there was nobody on the road. He looked around and saw a woman waking down the road. She stopped when she got to him.
"There are people in the house. Help them" Alexander said to her.
All the woman did was stare at him. He wondered if she was deaf because she showed no sign to respond to what he was saying. He looked at her and repeated what he said earlier but she still stared at him. Alexander looked at her in the eyes and saw that her eyes held no life but for some reasons, he felt like he knew her. She turned around to continue her journey when Alexander held her hand in anger.
"I said that there is somebody in that house that is on fire and I can't move so you either help me move so I can help them out or you help them out yourself" Alexander said to her.
She looked at him and her eyes were bright red. He let her go immediately but she didn't move an inch from where she was. For some reasons, he felt connected to her. A strong wind blew past and Alexander closed his eyes to protect them from the sand that blew with the wind. When it stopped, the woman was gone and the house had stopped burning. All that was left of the house was were just ashes. His feet moved and he walked towards the house. He found a small hole in the flooring of the house. The house was burned to ashes but the floor was made of wood. Why wasn't it consumed by the fire? He touched the hole and the floor creaked. He knew that it wasn't just a normal floor. He opened it and saw a basket there. He could hear the heartbeat of a baby. He was going to open the basket when he heard footsteps. He jumped into his wolf form and ran off. he kept running until he got lost and that was when he woke up. He found himself naked with pieces of shredded clothes littered all over his bed. A knock came on the door.
"Don't come in!" he screamed.
"Okay. Mom asked me to call you down for dinner" she said.
He sighed. That was his sister, Arielle.
"I would be down in five minutes, thanks" he said as he rubbed his forehead.
He looked at his clothes, what was left of it. His dreams were starting to affect him in the physical world. That means he must have transformed in the physical world when he transformed in his dreams. He pulled out his phone from his bag and dropped a text for Bennie.
"We need to talk. How soon can you get here?" He texted.
"It is almost time for bed. I don't even think you should be on your phone right now" Bennie replied immediately.
"It is important and you don't even sleep until midnight so what the hell are you talking about?" Alexander texted back.
"I can't see you tonight but I will, tomorrow or Monday. Whatever it is, I am sure that it can wait" Bennie texted back.
"Alexander!!!" he heard his mom call from the living room.
"I would see you on Monday" Alexander said out of frustration.
He got up from his bed and got dressed before heading down to the dining room. He got there and he saw the frown on his mom's face. He apologized and sat down. Dinner was unusually silent and he didn't know why. He looked at his mom from time to time and he could tell that she had a lot on her mind. If Bennie was right then he would have lost of questions. He looked at her again and she looked at him. If he was a burning flame wolf then she was obviously not his biological mother. He had seen her in her wolf form thousands of times and she was an ordinary wolf, so was his father. If they were not his parents, who were his biological parents? Something was not adding up. He sighed and he rubbed his forehead.
"Are you okay?" his mom asked him.
"Yeah, I am. I just have a lot on my mind. I have a presentation on Tuesday and I am not ready for it. I would probably have to stay up all night to read for it but it is nothing I can't handle" he said to his mom.
"Are you sure?" she asked him.
"Yeah, totally" he said to her.
He hated lying to his mom but how was he going to tell her that he had listened to Bennie and he thinks that he is from the burning flame pack? They weren't even a pack. They were a family of wolves that were supposed to be a myth so why was he one of them? If he was from that family, who were these people that he stayed with? Who were his real family? Who was his mom? All these questions ran through his mind but he had one question that stood out in his head. Who was the woman in his dream? Why was she walking past that lonely road? why did he feel like he knew her from somewhere? Why did he feel a connection to her? Why did her eyes glow like his did when he was upset? Alexander could tell that he had made her upset and that was why she had reacted that way. That was why she had stared at him with her eyes glowing.
"Alex?" his sister called.
“Yeah?” he said as she looked at him.
“Mom has been talking to you” she said to him.
He looked at his mom and she looked back at him. He could see the fear and worry in her eyes. Why was she so scared? Did she know about it? Was she aware that he wasn’t her child? He didn’t know what to say to her. He knew that his mom wasn’t going to lie to him, not now, not ever. He sighed and he looked at her.
“I am sorry, mom. I just have a lot on my mind. I would be fine after the presentation is over. What were you saying?” he asked her.
“I was saying that your father wouldn’t be home until next week. He would be back before your birthday, hopefully. He called to apologize this evening after you left for training. Are you sure that you are good? You keep zoning out on me” she said to him.
“I am fine, mom! I just need need some time to process things. I would give dad a call before I sleep or tomorrow morning” he said to his mom.
“Alright, if you say so. You know that you can talk to me if anything is bothering you, right?” she said to him
“I know mom and I would let you know if anything becomes to heavy for me to handle but I think you should focus on Arielle for now. She is just eleven and she has access to the internet. You should really monitor what she watches because she already started cussing and she is just eleven! I don’t even think she should have a phone” Alexander said as he turned to look at his sister who already has a frown on her face.
Alexander laid back on his bed that night, unable to sleep. He kept tossing and turning from one side to another. He has been getting stick on the whole leadership assignment but this was the first time that he had questions that couldn’t be answered because the answers didn’t exist. He wanted a way out, a way that would get rid of the bloodshed. He didn’t want any more blood but it was looking like an impossible task. Everybody wanted Carlos dead. Alexander wanted him dead too but he wasn’t sure that was the way to get things done. If he killed Carlos, another person was jus going to rise up and take up the mantle, building on whatever legacy that he left behind. Alexander sighed and he turned to lay on his side. He couldn't believe that he was having sleepless nights over someone that didn’t deserve it. Maybe he should just go with the crowd and let them have his head for all of his crimes. Alexander wasn’t sure if that was the way though. He closed his eyes and decide that it was be
“What is going on with you?” She asked him, dropping her fork to look at him.“What are you talking about?” He asked her back.“There is an unsettling storm, raging in you. It is like a ticking bomb, ready to blow up. What is eating you up so bad?” She asked him.“Something in all of this story doesn’t add up” Alexander said to her.“What story?” She asked back.“Why Carlos wants be dead so much. I am not trying to ward off my responsibility or my duty to end his life but why does he hate me so much? I barely even know him. I haven’t done anything wrong to him. I need to find out why. That may be the reason to all of this insanity” Alexander said to her.“Carlos has killed more people than I can count. Why he did it wouldn’t make any difference to me. I can assure you. If you insist on finding out why he did it then maybe you should as your grandfather but no matter what sad story there is to why he did it, I am going to kill him, if you wouldn’t do it” she said to him.“And what if t
Carlos knew everything that was at stake. All of the legacy wasn’t going to matter if there was nobody to inherit it. He needed an heir, he needed his heir but Carlos had decided that he wasn’t going to rule. He groaned as his thoughts started to swallow him up. He ran his hands through his hair and slapped his forehead. Things around the house has been a little tense ever since he killed the maid. Everybody has been extra careful around him just so he doesn’t rip out their throats in anger, in his rage. Well, he did want the people to fear him and that was working out for him just fine, only it wasn’t working out the way he wanted it to work out. He was angry at the world, at himself, at his kids. The door to his room opened and his sister walked in.I have had my ears and eyes on the ground for a while. Miguel is dead, he wasn’t the one that broke the curse” she said to him.“That leaves us back at square one. We don’t know where they are or who broke the hex. Maybe you are not as p
“My sight is what I need to be complete. Losing it was both a blessing and a curse but all in all, it was experience. I learned to survive without it. I got the chance to develop my other senses because I had to depend on them but that doesn’t mean that I was okay with being blind. I need my sight back” Carson said to him.Miguel nodded and he started to chant. Carson felt an overwhelming power and he fell to his knees, weak and drained. The voices around him started to fade slowly until everything became silent. He couldn’t hear Miguel anymore then suddenly, light filled his eyes. He hated to use the statement but it was blinding. He closed his eyes and blinked continuously, trying to adjust to the brightness. He eventually passed out. Miguel opened his eyes and saw that Carson was unconscious but Lois wasn’t back from the magical realm. It only meant one thing, she was dealing with something that they couldn’t see in the physical realm.*****She felt s sharp sting at the back of he
They got into the car. the drive so Miguel’s place was a silence one. Alexander had too many things on his mind and it felt like everybody was lost in their own thoughts. Alexander knew that there was more to the story than he was being given by his mum because it made no sense that Carlos was acting out on his own. Alexander .contemplated on asking his grandfather. He knew that if anybody else knew the truth, it was going to be him. Regardless, he was not willing to ask his grandfather in front of people, especially not Carson. Carson might have seen his father as a monster, and maybe that was a good thing. Alexander wondered what Carson would do if he got to find out that his father was the way he was because of the mistake of one burning flame wolf. Alexander shook his head and pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind. He turned to look back at Carson and Lois.“How are you feeling, Carson?” Alexander asked him.“I’m trying not to get my hopes up. We don’t know the outcome of th
“I guess life looks different with Carlos. .Although I was expecting different. I can’t believe he would kill his own wife. The rumors had it that she slipped and fell from the balcony. Hearing that he killed his own wife just makes him more of a nightmare And I really hope that he gets what he deserves” Alexander’s grandfather said to him.“My father thinks he is on the right side of this war. He believes that the burning flame wolves should be eliminated. I have never understood his hate But at the same time, I have never seen him so scared of anything in his entire life. Something tells me that this battle is bigger than any of us. Either ways, it is not an excuse for him to have done the things that he did and for that, he has to pay!” Carson said to him.“And He will when the time is right but now, we have to focus on getting your sight back so that we can prepare for battle. Something tells me that your father is not going to sit back and let the two of you explore the world. I