Chapter 5 CHAPTER FIVE
“What is that noise?” Monica asked for the tenth time while I washed the dishes used for the morning ceremony.
The Feast of the Moon would end this night with a pack run and an initiation for people that mated into the pack during the last year. Every werewolf able to shift was expected to honor the Alpha’s Call at the first sight of the full moon. Alpha Zavier would howl to call his pack and those who could would rend their human forms and gallop into the woods for the final ritual of the Feast of the Moon. The rest of us would assemble outside with our faces raised to our goddess, praying for a successful initiation and the opportunity to partake of the next Feast of the Moon.
“What noise?” Claudia asked, pausing her washing to listen.
Omegas didn’t have wonderful senses like other wolves. We were the weak links in most packs, valued only for our empathy and service. Monica as a Beta could hear sounds hundreds of meters away but we the omegas could barely hear what went on a few feet away from us if we didn’t put our ears down.
“It sounds like a stampede.” Monica frowned. The other girls in the kitchen paused at that. It was still early evening so it couldn’t the Alpha’s Call that caused the stampede.
As a latent wolf, I hard worse senses than all the other omegas so when one after the other, their ears picked up the sound of people running, I still couldn’t hear anything. My senses were as bad as a human’s as a latent wolf – a shifter with their wolf trapped within.
I didn’t hear the sound of the chaos until it entered the pack house. A true stampede. People were running, yelling, doors slammed here and there, rattling the pack house. The other omegas in the room were frozen alongside me as our pack mates fled from goddess knew what.
“What is happening?” A girl beside me asked the frozen room. It pulled Monica out from her frozen trance.
“Continue working. I’ll find out what is going on.” She closed the door behind her as she exited the kitchen on legs that quivered. Without her supervision, the kitchen turned to a chatter room.
“How cruel can she be?” Claudia asked, shaking her head with her hands propped on her hips. “If we were under attack, she’d leave us to wash dishes while everyone fled to safety.”
“I’ve never heard of a pack as cruel to omegas as ours. What are we? The sacrificial lambs?” I went back to washing the dishes before me as the other girls chattered amongst themselves.
I may be an omega like them but I was also a traitor and my wolf hadn’t appeared when due. They didn’t consider me a part of them. In fact, some of them, like Claudia, joined the pack in bullying me.
While the girls chatted amongst themselves, I hear a voice from outside. As the kitchen was downstairs and I stood facing a window while washing, I heard the panicked voices outside the window before the other girls did.
“Yes, Prince Valens.” One man whispered in a hushed voice. “A hundred of his wolves just breached our borders.” My heart stopped.
Prince Valens. The Alpha Prince. The last wolf of royal bloodline on the entire planet. The name parents used to scare their wayward children.
The Alpha Prince was the last child of Queen Valencia and King Thomas, the last rulers of werewolves. The prince was cursed to wander the earth with his people and for more than a hundred years, he conquered packs and expanded his army in search of the person to break his curse.
The last we heard of them, they hadn’t even been on our continent but then, he wouldn’t be Prince Valens if he didn’t strike when least expected.
“Are we prepared for him?”
What pack was ever prepared for a takeover by the Cursed Alpha Prince?
In the last hundred years, he’d laid claim to close to fifty packs. His army grew, with the members of his pack who were cursed alongside him conquering with him.
Eat your food or Prince Valens will come for you.
Even children learnt to fear him at an early age – The Prince who would destroy the world to break his curse.
“The warriors in the south borders have fled.” The men outside continued to discuss. “The encroachers are fast gaining on us. No, Silas, we are not prepared.”
“Alpha Zavier?”
“In a meeting.”
“What are you peeping at?” I turned to see Claudia leaning over me to peep out of the window where the two enforcers had been discussing. They turned at that moment to see me, having been lost in their panicked conversation. “Were you eavesdropping on the enforcers? Why, you sly devil.” Claudia gave me a stinging smack on my shoulder which she disguised as a playful hit while she giggled.
“What were they saying?” Another girl pipped up from the kitchen. I looked behind me to see everyone staring at the interaction between Claudia and I. Half the others girls already disregarded Monica’s instruction to venture outside and as expected, they didn’t return.
Who would come back to washing plates when the Alpha Prince himself had invaded?
“Prince Valens has breached our borders,” I muttered, rinsing my hands of the soapy liquid I used in washing the plates. All the girls stared at me with wide comical eyes until Claudia burst into loud laughter, slapping a hand on my shoulder as she doubled over. I wiped my hands on my apron, preparing to take it off.
“Prince Valens? Really now!?” She laughed, straightening. The others girls joined her in laughing, convinced I was saying nonsense. “Not the Boogeyman? Not even Nessie?” The girls laughed louder as I took off my apron.
“Do you still believe Alpha Valens exists?” One girl cried in laughter.
“What of Santa?” Another chimed in.
The kitchen door burst open and Celeste flew in.
“Aysel!” she gasped, rushing over to me. “I’ve been looking all over for you.” She wheezed, then her eyes fell on the other girls. “What are you all still doing here?” She screeched. “Did you not hear the Cursed Alpha Prince and his pack are here?” The laughter on all their faces died a quick death. “The entire pack is going underground.” It explained why none of the other girls returned.
Celeste dragged me out of the kitchen while the other girls still processed her words.
“What do you think they want?” I asked Celeste as we ran to the sanctuary underneath which we had our underground safety for times of war. Time that we hadn’t seen in years.
“We won’t be waiting to find out.” Celeste dragged me as we went, running faster than I ever had. “Alpha Zavier won’t let him take over like that and we can’t be here to witness that explosion.” I shuddered at the urgency in her tone, straining to keep up with her fast pace.
In one day, a peaceful life could flip on its head and turn into a jungle. Reality became what we never expected.
The Alpha title has been in Alpha Zavier‘a family from the beginning of the Redville pack. He would not let it go without a fight. The Alpha Prince would win. He’d been conquering since the days of his youth, the days before his curse. Alpha Zavier stood no chance.
I whimpered, the wolf in me who still owed allegiance to her Alpha no matter what a douche he was, sad at the fall of our pack.
I heard howls that quickened my footsteps. Even if I wasn’t a wolf, I knew the sound of those that belonged to my pack . Their howls were familiar to me but these weren’t. They weren’t cries of war – just an announcement of those arriving to run the show.
When Prince Valens took over a pack, he ruled for a few months up to a year, assigned an Alpha in his pack to lead in his absence and took the rest of his men to find another place to settle.
An Alpha cursed with the spirit of a wandering wolf.
“We’re here.” I took a deep breath when Celeste let go of me. People flocked en masse through the doors of the small building that sat atop the underground bunkers. I heard the howls again.
Two enforcers blocked off our movement when we tried to enter the building.
“What is this? Move out of the way!” Celeste exclaimed, looking behind us to see if anyone followed us here. People overtook us as we paused. The enforcers let them go without a pause but when Celeste moved forward with my hand still clenched in hers, the men blocked our way again.
One man looked at our clenched hands and raised hard eyes to me. I swallowed at the look in his eyes. It made me take a step back.
“It’s me.” Celeste turned with a frown when I took another step back. “They won’t allow me in.” I swallowed with eyes that stung.
“We will not let a traitor into our sanctuary.”