Alpha Rasmore sat with an angry scowl evident on his face. The elders sitting in front of him kept ranting and rumbling as if they hadn't seen the anger in his eyes. It was obvious that he wasn't interested in what was being discussed, but it seemed like those fifty elders, leaders from different packs, weren't giving a damn about his anger. What angered him much more was the fact that since they had arrived, they hadn't said anything for him to hear. They were whispering among each other, roaming their eyes around the palace as if looking for somebody."Hey, nothing should be served." Alpha Rasmore told the maids, who were coming in with trays of food and drinks. The elders raised their heads salivating, shifting on their sits. It was obvious they were not welcomed there, but they won't be going anywhere. They groaned in disapproval as they watched the maids wheel the food away. One of them tried to raise his hand to tell Rasmore that they had come from far and that they needed the f

"Ras, what is this that I am hearing?" Hashmuk mind-linked, rushing to his room. Silence filled the other side, and he knew that Rasmore was either too shocked to speak or he had blocked everyone. "Ras, if you can get me, just tell me what the hell is going on." He mind-linked once again, but the same silence welcomed him.Roughling his hair angrily, he ascended the stairs like a madman, skipping two steps at a time. By the time he was knocking at Alpha Rasmore’s bedroon door, he was out of breath and was sweating profusely."Ras, open the door." "It's me, Hashmuk." He asked, banging on the door. The same silence filled his eardrums. He pressed his ears against the door in the hope of hearing some sobs or sounds of glasses and furniture breaking, but it was dead silent."Ras. Rasmore, open this fucking door before I break it." He threatened, but he still got no response. After a while, a loud breaking sound rose as the poor wooden door fell on the ground. He jumped over it, almost tri

Ana walked into their living room, catwalking like a model on stage. For the first time in her dull month, like she had said, she had worn a wide, genuine smile. After she had given up and thought that she was not lucky, the way towards her destiny opened on its own without her trying to push it or work hard. She held her head high and waved at the worker’s as she slumped herself on the couch.The maids had started gossiping, asking each other what had happened to her since they were used to her being in a sour mood. She always yelled at them and called them names whenever she visited her parents, but for the first time since they had known her, she hadn’t dared yell at them."What good thing had happened?" They asked each other, peering into the living room, in fear she may change her sweet mood into a sour one when she spots them peering at her."I’m supposed to ask you the same question." She seems happy."Another one whirled back, biting her nails in thought."Mmmh, couldn’t it be

The emergency meeting called by Alpha Rasmore was attended by all the packs' soldiers along with the sniffer wolves. The issue about then purchasing a plot of land at their neighborhood eastern pack had accelerated, and that pack's Alpha wouldn't agree to the fact that his father had sold that part to Alpha Rasmore. What he wanted was for Alpha Rasmore's men, who were building a wall to divide their territory, to stop all the activities going on there and leave his territory.Alpha Rasmore, Beta Hashmuk, and some elders of the pack had visited their pack for a meeting, but Alpha Aura wouldn't listen to them. Even though they had carried along the written contract that had his father's signature stating that he had sold that part, he wouldn't listen. After a long time of alpha Rasmore asking him to accept the fact that the land was sold to him and it would never belong to him again, he agreed to let the matter go, but beta Hashmuk had warned that he had a feeling that the Eastern pack'

Elders stormed the palace court, led by Ana's father, Elder Farnacis. He had a wide grin on his face since he was now sure that his dream was going to come true. He was going bankrupt; a few of his cars and businesses were already taken away by the banks he owed, and now he was left with nothing. He could only show off a yellow old truck, which he now drives around the pack and the candy company registered in her daughter's name. A person like him, who used to swim in trillions of dollars, now feels like he has taken a deep leap into the sea and is drowning with each passing day.He desired to reclaim his wealth; he desired to be the man whom his fellow elders would always look up to; he desired to be the man who would not hesitate to empty his pockets whenever people were summoned for harambees or anything else.He aspired to be the guy who, when he walks into any pub in the world, drunkards will tremble, bow, and kowtow to his feet and fight for a good place in his heart because he w