Episode 16
Location: Red blood pack
Damien's POV
"Hmmm..." I moan, smacking both lips together while rolling continuously against the bed.
"Morning already" I grumble, eyes continuously shut before dozing again.
Ignoring my door's continuous quaking,I switch into a more comfortable napping position, slipping slight moans off my lips.
The beds comfy nature is excessive to earn loud pleasurable moans from a napping male.
"Get your ass off the bed Damien,I know you're awake,your heart beat appears louder compared to your napping session" mom orders.
"Get the hell up Damien,the full moon is an hour from now" she yells, swinging my blurry eyes open.
"Full moon!!?" I yell, hastily hopping down my bed.
"How long have I been asleep?" I ask, wiping excessive dirt off my eye lenses.
"Well,since your sedation,you've been asleep for five hours" she answers, swinging my lips wide agape.
"You sedated me?,but why?" I inquire, expressing disbelief to her claim.
"You rejected my apology regarding my ill motherly behavior towards you unvieiling Kara as your mate. My ill actions enraged you and you went all rouge, so sedation according to Lydia was the only retrieving method" she explains,earning weak nods from me.
"I never suggested sedation,you sedated him at your personal will so quit pulling me into your devious narration" Lydia protest.
"Shut the hell up Lydia" mum hushes, making me chuckle hilariously.
When thoughts and minds are left ajar, hearing personal conversation between wolfs and their host is one amongst the rare abilities and gifts of an alpha,one amongst my favourite and most cherished powers.
"Damien,you with me?" Mum calls, snapping me back to reality.
"Yeah mum,am still around. So what time is it?" I ask, blinking rapidly.
"5pm son, we're both running outta time" mum responds, unzipping her huge black coloured leather bag.
"5pm!,we've got less than an hour before the full moon!" I explain, feeling sweat glands trickle down my chin.
"Of course I have knowledge of that. As usual,moms are always prepared" she smiles, tossing forward bonded starked chains.
"We've got less than an hour Damien,same reason this need be strapped around you" she explains, pulling the chains towards my direction.
Strapped within powerful mettalic chains during full moon is one amongst red blood most respected rules and regulations.
Being werewolves,the full moon enforces painful and undesired beastial shapeshifiting, making us rouge, deadly and flesh thirsty without adequate control over our actions and activities.
Preventing capture and exposure to the outside world,a law of chain strapping during full moons was enforced and decreed by past alphas,alphas way before my dad's regime but till date,same rule remains enforced and obeyed, signifying it one amongst red blood most respected rules and regulations.
"Wait a second, something is up" I resist, enraging her hastening self.
"Quit time exhaustion and strap your tiny little self into these. Remember you ain't my son alone, Drake himself requires strapping, so hurry up and quit time wasting" mum persuades, pulling closer the dangling and blood covered chains.
Well,we sustain frequent injuries due to our wolfs constant struggle and desire for freedom.
"No mum,I made a promise,I assured her my return, breaking such promise is unforgivable"
"Grant me few minutes mum,I'll definitely return before the full moon glows" I assure, sliding into a black coloured baggy coat before exiting the room, superspeeding down the hallway past a somewhat eavesdropping body guard.
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Drake's POV.
"Arrrgh!!!!" I groan, gulping down another glass of wolfs bane.
Wolfsbane,one amongst every werewolf's weakness and liability.
Excluding silver, golden and diamond ploutinums, wolfsbane's,a greenish herb reacts toxicly against bwerewolf's skins and organs.
It's toxic venom rapidly weakens our organs and excessive exposure to it results definite death.
Same reason it serves one amongst the hunters frequently used weapon against us.
When grinded, wolfsbanes can be coated around bullets,swords and various weapons, heightening the weapons deadlines and damage capacity.
Despite it's numerous toxicty and deadlines to us werewolves, wolfsbanes in specific intervals comes handy and important.
Specific cases involving the full moon. Unlike vampires, werewolves during full moons willingly or unwillingly shapeshifts into their beastial nature.
Preventing exposure to the outside world,we frequently engage in chain strapping, strapping our beastial and raging wolf's within the packs boundaries to avoid fleeing and exposure to non supernatural's.
Preventing fleeing and chain breaking,we result intake of wolfsbane so as to weaken our internal organs and werewolf heightened abilities.
"Come in" I order, stopping the presistent knocks distrupting my thoughts.
"My prince" the unnamed guard greets,bowing slightly.
"Any relevant information?" I inquire, wiping dry the sweat glands dripping down my face.
Sweat glands from numerous wolfsbane intake.
"Yes prince... Yes my prince. I overheard him explaining to your mom the word promise. Some what he promised her his return. He mentioned similar statements before superspeeding out of his room past the route leading towards the woods".
"I guess he made a return promise to his female lover,a promise he intends fulfilling despite the full be being less an hour away" he explains, widening my eyes in both shock and happiness.
"Point of correct whatever your name is, she's his mate and Luna not his lover,no werewolf protects a non mate similar way Damien potrayed earlier today,she's definitely his mate" I correct, earning responsive nods from him.
"Despite having few minuties before the full moons divine glow,lover boy Damien currently sprints towards his mate" I chuckle.
"Geez,dumb Damien frequently hastens and eases my plans" I laugh, memerizing a perfect plan within my head.
"What scent does lover boys mate possess the day you spyed on them?" I ask the unnamed guard patiently awaiting further orders and questions.
"Her scent?, She possessed a non werewolf and non human scent,a wierd and rare scent,but am certain she's non supernatural" he answers, wiredly cringing my expression.
"Wierd scent but non supernatural huh?" I scoff, twinging unusually with my fingers.
"Something else,what was their conversation based on?" I inquire, anticipating a schemeable response.
"On the mate bond,their conversation was mainly based on the moon goddess and the mate bond but Damien never mentioned himself being a werewolf" he explains, broadening my devious displaying grin.
"Weird scent but non supernatural,Mate bond excluding his genuine beastial nature and finally excessive protection earlier today. Hmmm" I thought, merging numerous puzzles before realization finally dawns on me.
"She's has no idea Damien's true nature,Damien is hesitant revealing his true nature to her" I laugh minaciously, viewing one amongst my plans soon manifested.
"Run after Damien and prevent his easy entry to the woods. Just delay him and purchase me some time" I order.
"My prince,if I may ask,what are you to do?" He questions, surfing the hidden grin up my lips.
"My plan?,my plan is knowing my brothers supposed Luna before her death by his claws. Damien is a dumbass,he returns to his mate minutes before the full moon and intends returning before the moon glows but with his time delayed,he's certain to arrive before his Luna at the verge of transformation. Ripping her apart after unvieiling his beastial nature will result him zero percent opportunity at the alphas throne. We both know how rouge and uncontrollable our beastial forms are, he'll not hesitate pouncing on her,the first life he comes across".
"And my participation is ensuring she awaits his arrival despite the days darkening,so be a good bitch and go buy me some time" I explain, tapping him slight before exiting the room.
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Damien's POV
Sprinting hastily towards the woods, avoiding numerous pleasantries,i advert a turn, bumping unexpectedly against a guards masculine shoulder.
"Am really sorry my prince but I desperately need your help" he cries head bent and expression sober.
Oh shit, fulfilling Kara's promise is important but ignoring his complaint and pleads before the citizens isn't much of a king like behavior. I thought
"Quit your cries and explain your predicament,I may be of help" I force a smile, pulling his less sobering rather grinning self towards a scheduled coner.
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Location: The woods
Drake's POV.
After watching my spy guard perfectly perform his delaying role,I dive into the woods,scent tracking a wierd but non supernatural aura.
Arriving before a lake as lead by the scent,a blondie haired and curvy female as described by the guard sits patiently against the lake shore.
"Damien is that you?" She expectantly spins around, having heard my approaching footsteps.
"Sorry to pop your bubbles pretty but I ain't Damien" I reply, ruining her joyous and expectant expression.
"Anyways am Drake,Drake Dark" i introduce,not awaiting her asking.
"Dark?. You're Damien's..."
"Younger Brother" I interrupt, seating besides her on the lakes shore.
"Yeah,his evil younger brother" she scoffs alongside an eyes roll.
"Was that Damien's explaination of me?" I chuckle, earning slight nods from her.
"Well,why am I not surprised, since childhood I've always been the darker and more devious child amongst us both while Damien the light and all joyous child loved literally by all" I explain, stealing hasty glances at her memerizing beauty.
"Not surprised Damien's addiction and all protective attitude over her,she's definitely worth protecting" I thought, stealing longer stares at her diverged attention.
"So,what's a prince's excuse striding all alone within the woods darkening hour" she questions, arching a brow while leg flicking droplets of lakes water.
"Nothing much, cravings for soothing air and change of environment are my reasons" I lie.
"So also,what's a pretty damsels excuse, flicking lake waters within the dangerous wood?" I pretentiously ask, earning chuckle from her.
"You literally copied my question" she mocks.
"Of course I did,I needed to say something to avoid being the conversation murderer" I shrug, heightening her mocking pitch.
"Well,am awaiting a special individual arrival,he assured his return" she responds, sounding hope lost.
"Let me guess, Damien right" I chuckle, earning nods from her.
"How did you figure that out?" She ask, surfing my ingenuie smile.
"Damien is my brother pretty,you don't expect his constant sneaking to the woods taken unnoticed by someone and why not sneak?when a pretty face like yours patiently awaits your arrival" I explain, reddening her hardened cheeks.
"Do you think he'll come?" She ask, excessively disturbed.
"Of course pretty,he's Damien,he dosent abandon a pretty face hanging" I assure, allowing a broad smile evolve her lips.
"5:45pm, fifteen minutes left" I whisper, staring dumbstruck at my wristwatch.
"That's my que to leave pretty" I grunt, getting up my feet and prepared to leave.
"Goodluck" she assures.
"Something else pretty, please avoid telling Damien we ever conversed,we both are not so much in brotherly terms" I plead.
"Sure Drake,I've got your back" she assures, maintaining her killer smile.
"Thanks alot" I return her smile before humanly sprinting away.
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Minutes after Drake's departure.
Kara's POV.
Time:5:58pm
"Where are you Damien" I whisper impatiently.
"Behind you princess" his masculine voice booms, resurrecting the dead butterflies within my stomach.
"You maintained your promise!" I squeal, running and hopping into his ajar arms, inhaling his vanilla stinch while feeling the sparks kick in.
"Of course I did Kara" he claims my lips.
"What took you so long?" I pout.
"A dumb guard seeking a day leave arrived sobbing as though he lost his life and being the prince,i needed settle him before departure" he explains, earning chuckles from me.
"Screw him Damien,so what do you intend doing?" I ask,rather a loud scream from him responded my question.
"What's the time Kara!?" He cries.
"6pm" I fearfully respond, listening to his bones crack.
"Oh shit!"
"Run Kara run!!" He yells, feeling both limbs and feets fracture.
"Run Kara!!!" He growls,his eyes shades deep red, cannines likewise claws sprouts his tooth's and fingers ,he grows thrice his size having thick furs replace his skin and with a final howl he transforms into my clans greatest enemy. AN ALPHA. I gasp.
"No,no,no,this can't be, this ain't Damien" I doubt, clutching tightly my lips.
"An alpha werewolf!!!!?" I painfully scream heartbroken and hunting unprepared