Chapter 11: Mocking Zane's failure

Author's P.O.V

Alpha Dracula sat on his golden throne, the same throne which none of the subjects who served him dared to near. He had an angry expression on his face, and his fellow Alpha's who he had since turned to his tool didn't speak as they didn't want his anger to descend on them.
They were all in the one hundred and nine seats throne room. There were twelve black wolf Alpha's in the room excluding the most powerful Alpha Dracula who could not be classified as a normal Alpha. Six Alphas seated on the first six chairs on the right, and another set of six Alphas seated on the first six chairs on the left. All waiting for Alpha Dracula to speak before they do.
He didn't seem like he wanted to speak, though. It seemed like he was hungry for prey and anybody who annoyed him at the moment would surely use his/her life to pay for it.
"The prime white wolf is out there, living a free and worthless life when we the black wolves are supposed to have acquired his head and show it to the wolf world as a sign of victory." Alpha Dracula suddenly said. "I've earlier sent Alpha Zane and two members of his stupid pack to go murder him and bring his body as proof. But instead of Zane coming back with the dead body of the weak prime white wolf, he came with the news that he lost the two pack members to a fight with a white wolf when he was at the verge of making history for all of us."
Alpha Zane who was present at the throne room suddenly bent down his head in shame as he was being laughed at by the other Alpha's. The laughter started from a low pitch but got louder than ever when Alpha Dracula continuously shaked his head disappointingly.
"Shut up!" He said. The room got quiet at once because they all knew what Alpha Dracula could do if they dared to disobey him. "This is supposed to be our best time to destroy Lucian and the white wolf Alpha's forever, because the kid hadn't been trained. Legend said he'd be strong but he looked merely like a poor church rat the last time I saw him. We're supposed to have killed him now that I'm sure that he'd not had contact with any of the white wolves who might explain to him who he is and what he should watch out for."
Alpha Dracula got up from his throne and walked to the middle between the two sets of half-a-dozen Alphas as he observed each of their spaces and reactions when he neared them. He'd have used his sharp senses to hear their heartbeats but it wasn't possible since a werewolf couldn't hear the heartbeat of another werewolf.
"I am already the king of all the black werewolves, that's if some of them aren't brainwashed enough to support the white wolves in their plans." Alpha Dracula continued.
"Kindly indicate by raising up your hand if you're not in this war of making the white wolves pay for the way they view our colour, if you're against me ruling the wolf world and you want it to be a democratic community like the white wolves, and if you want to be the sole leader of each of your packs like it always was."
Four minutes passed. No Alpha raised their hands, they all seemed to be very afraid and untrusting of Alpha Dracula, they knew that he would order for them to be executed the moment any of them raised up their hands to any of the three suggestions he made.
"Alpha Derrick!" Alpha Dracula suddenly said. "I want you and one other Alpha to kill and bring the corpse of Lucian to me before Monday."
There was a sudden large chattering in the room, some of the Alphas hated the idea of Alpha Dracula wanting to kill the prime white wolf at all cost while some thought that Derrick shouldn't be the person to carry out the task.
Alpha Derrick stood up from his chair and bowed slightly to Alpha Dracula before he said, "Your highness, if I may ask, which Alpha is going to assist me to carry out the operation?"
Alpha Dracula walked back to his throne and sat down on it before he replied, "Choose any Alpha except Zane!"
The room got quiet as they all stared at the merciless Alpha Dracula and some of them started to mock and laugh loudly at Alpha Zane for his failures.

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The normal (Lucian's) P.O.V

I saw myself in a dark place outside, the moonlight fading away like it was being chased. I turned around but didn't find anybody. It practically seemed like I was lost in a big bag of maize. "Where am I? What am I doing here?" I silently asked myself. I tried to activate my night gaze, but it didn't work. All I could see was a terrifying darkness which a grownup man might be afraid of if he was in my shoes.
My clothes were white, it shone in contrast to my skin as I tried to figure out my way in the darkness. Suddenly, I saw a forming light. It came down from the sky and it was so bright that I closed my eyes so as not to get blinded by the light. I slightly opened my eyes to check if the brightness had reduced and I saw a feminine figure.
Her face was as white as snow, her nose pointy and straight and she had very long white hair which stretched from her head to waist. The light held her to the air as her white foot was only metres away from the ground.
I was mesmerised by her stunning beauty and I couldn't stop myself from asking, "Who…are you?"
Her small but heavenly beautiful face stared at mine before she said, "I'm the moon goddess. The creator of all werewolves."
I wanted to talk but I couldn't, my voice ceased and nothing agreed to come out of my mouth. "I am Lucian." I finally managed to say.
"I already know who you are, I created you in almost half of the way I am. You're not just Lucain, You're the hope of the wolf world, in your shoulders are balanced the future of what will become of what your parents died for." The moon goddess replied.
"I…I…what do you….?" She cut me off saying, "Fight for the wolf world! Don't stay calm and wait for everything to come crashing under you."
"I don't understand, please explain what you mean." I said.
"I can't explain Lucian, I've sent you a guardian, he'll explain and make you understand everything you need to.
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I woke up for the second time in a week and was once again sweating profusely on my bed. My brain is trying to register why I was sweating after waking up from a dream. I rolled on my bed and searched for my watch on the bedside table before I looked at the time.
It was 12:AM!