All Chapters of ALPHA FAY: True Bloodline: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The boy then laughed, teasing him about believing in comics and even getting scared. He was not scared of the comical werewolf but he was scared that he was a real werewolf. The boy did not believe in werewolves but he knew he existed, Hank existed.His mother had started to suspect things when he was sixteen. He was no longer in bed during her usual dawn checkup and each time he came home, she would ask him where he had been all through the night."Taking a walk." He would always answer her.It was a bad lie and he too knew she always did not believe him but she always kept quiet. She was not the type to scold a child or pester them and neither was his father. They were great parents and he felt extremely guilty about hiding things from them, but he had to. He knew they would accept him for anything and everything he was but he would not tell them about him. They were worried about him and though they did not say it, most especially his mother, he knew she was worried about his night

His father made his way to the door and he too, surprise-filled his eyes when he saw the boy at the door. Fay just stood there looking at them, he was so nervous that he could hear the fast beating of his heart. His parents finally made way for him to come inside and he did. They instructed him to go and freshen up. He went into his room and took a long warm bath. He finally came out of the bathroom after a long while and when he walked to his wardrobe which stood in a corner of the room, his clothes were packed into his bag and kept inside, probably waiting for him.He wore a shirt and a pair of trousers and he went outside the room and he walked to the kitchen. His parents were nowhere near the living room when he got there and when he got to the kitchen, there were leftovers in the pot and he ate them. He ate silently and his parents came out of their room when he was still eating and they sat at the dining table. He finished eating in the kitchen and washed the dishes, when he fin

The sharp wind pierced through his clothes and caught his skin when he stood at the entrance of the thick woods. He looked into it and sighed deeply, he had concluded that it will be the last time he would go looking for the wolf and after that night, he would still continue to come to the woods but not for the wolf but for his run. He closed his dark eyes and released Hank. The wolf stood at the entrance of the woods, big, black and tall. His dark eyes shone in the dark and he howled. A loud howl of frustration. Then he jumped into the woods, running. He ran fast and hard, silently hoping to see the wolf again. Even if it was the last time.When he strained his ear, he heard it. It was far off and it came in a slow and low wave. The sound of a big wolf's feet meeting the dry leaves and twigs. Hank halted immediately and looked at the direction where the wave was coming from, it was the direction where he came from the other day. Hank could feel his heart beating rapidly, what if it w

His room, a spacious large room with an equally large bed, a table and a chair sat at the corner of the room and two doors stood at the other side, one door for the bathroom and the other for the closet, a large window stood at the wall, facing the bed. He got into the room and fell on the bed. He was still wearing the trouser and long-sleeved shirt he was wearing, he was too tired to take them off. His eyes became heavy in no time and he did not fight the sleep that engulfed him.When he woke up later in the day, he sat on his bed, his face in his palms and he remembered the black-eyed wolf, Fay. He made a mental note to ask Mr Jones about Fay later in the day during his lessons. He stood up from the bed and looked at the clock that hung on the wall, at 2:54 PM. It was almost time for his lesson and practice. He walked into the closet to take off his clothes, and he did. He walked out of the closet and into the bathroom to freshen up. When he was done getting ready, he wore black tr

His mouth hung open, he did not know what to say. He could feel his heart squeeze and a tear threatening to fall but he wiped it off with his hand."So no work today?" He asked, his voice shaky."No. It's my day off." His father answered."Do I'll just... I'll just head out." He said and turned around."Shut the door behind you." His father said.He did. He shut the door behind him and left for the kitchen. His mother was standing over the pot that content was boiling on the burner. She had a wooden spoon in her hand and her hair was tied behind her. He walked over to where she was standing, and the smell of pasta rushed into his nostrils."Hey, Mom." He said.She did not say anything. He could see her tense up, in fear. The sweat that suddenly covered her face made Fay wonder if it was because of his presence or if was it because of the heat of the cooking."I was wondering if I could go somewhere. I will only take a day or two. It's really just important." He asked permission."Do w