Chapter 39

Jang
I sat in the cell BeastMoon…. Another monster in the making held Missura. He should have been killed before he was made!
They let him awaken, learn some of his power, and worst of all, they let him have *pups*…. They will rot this world… Once their master wakes, and the Horned One gets his mate, this world is FINISHED.
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I do not care how *nice* Bryson Plays, He Is No Alpha. He is an *Actual* child of the MOST destructive being to ever walk our Urth….
… Then the *fear* set in….
I *failed* my mission and I was already delivered to a demon…. To Bryson, Obsidian’s master.
I didn’t need to look at his neck and see if he’d been marked by him, I already knew he probably did. Drinking the blood of them claims you as theirs… and can make you infinitesimally stronger…. About as strong as they think they need you to be…
And Bryson the beast Was a beast…
His black eyes, a color that does *not* exist with normal wolves, showed his anger… Only those born during the apex of the lunar eclipse get eyes like those, being granted the title of ‘the Beast’. They don’t live long either, being usually so enraged that they usually get themselves killed.
Even worse… The king let him *live.* I could have been done with this, but even then the Beast was protected… Ashital would not give me the pack information I needed to put him down when he was born…
I still don’t know why he didn’t do that himself… He had no attachment to Bryson the Beast back then…
Up close, I am a pup compared to this monster now… The Beast was almost as tall as the King… His horns, eyes, and crown reminded me of his brother and father…. Yet he scented like a babe compared to them. The look of disappointment from him… and my king… it angered me. I was too late…
I know I smelled of fear, though I did at least try to stand confidently, no thanks to him….. Tonight would be my last night alive; I am now an active threat. Brutus’s deal won’t save us this time… I went to far.
Plus, I wasn’t stupid… I knew this was a mission I would not live from if anyone found out who did it… I went to sit down. Their hostility and zero help from my wolf was a bit much.
“Come to Gloat?” I said sitting tall on the prison bed, though I must admit… seeing my King’s hostility, was … something I’d experienced, but not like *this*…
“What have you done Jang?” King Ashital sneered.
I was compelled to bow. “My king… my prince…. I know I am guilty but please pardon me.”
“You Knew of the High Queen’s birth. You encouraged Grisham and his pups to call the Church, and that makes you a threat to not only my Alpha, but the Crown as well. As Brutus’s confidant, you share his guilt as well.” Said Obsidian.
Grisham was supposed to get this done, and failed. He is nothing like his father… completely useless…. But there was guilt in getting Brutus’s kin killed… That was my fault for not being more careful.
I could see the red light from the demon Bryson’s eyes cast shadows on the small cell. He snorted steam like a dragon… and I could see the crown atop his head appear brighter, flickering as a brand new torch since his anger gave it more energy…. It was a small campfire if I was honest.
Now he appeared as the devil I knew he was…
“You are a Fool.” Said the Beast with crossed arms. “Did you not see what my brother did when we were lashed, or did you cower in a corner while your pack mates were thrown into walls, and melted into puddles?”
It was true… Byson was punished by the King for aiding in killing Brutus, and all I could do was watch… Asanguis reaped many Royal Guardsman that night… The moment one of them caught wind of his sentencing, the Blue Serpent erupted from the ground of the castle’s arena….
“My blood speaks truth. Had their little plot worked, the King of your King would have awakened… and no one would have been able to stop him.” Ashital growled.
As the Charred One, I could see the fiery smoke steam from him… He was beyond livid. He looked betrayed…
How fooled he is….
“I want to know how you knew Mini was pregnant?” The Beast demanded. It seemed Bryson was as cunning as his brother … He didn’t just kill me in anger like I’d planned.
It’d been a while since I was tortured for information… I didn’t rightly know if I could handle it, and my wolf was so terrified, that I just confessed…
“I overheard the Fifth Seat and his mate while at the castle. They were in their office with their door closed, even magic placed on the door to muffle noise, but I was already snooping to see if they were attempting to do me as you did Brutus…. I have many enemies… my paranoia got the better of me.” I said telling the truth.
Then there’s the fact that those killed by them belong to them… Torment for simple snooping isn’t worth it.
“You ease dropped.” Bryson said flatly.
“… Yes, I did. I know I cannot lie to the King, nor one who holds a crown made of Hell’s flames.”
“Why would you do this?” asked Ashital filled with pain… I regretted that I hurt him like that, but I was right….
“Your majesty, next to you is the third largest threat to the entire realm… I remember the devastation…. I remember seeing an entire country Disappear with a clap of his hand, a foot away from me to prove a point…. He Must stay aslee-” I was cut off.
“I understand your fear Jang, but I cannot leave this unaccounted for. You betrayed me, your king, but even worse, you tried to Cheat My King… and I do not feel sorry for what he will do to you.-” I cut the king off. It was beyond rude, but I wanted him to understand.
“Your majesty please!” I begged on deaf ears.
I did not want to see the Tyrant… Because I *had* cheated him….
“You tried to take from him.” Ashital said leaving.
“Your majesty, surely you can see reason?!” I yelled, but the chuckle from Ashital told me how fucked I was.
He is the wolf. Laughter was a nervous one… one I hadn’t heard in a long time.
“Even if Harmony was not my child, I would still hand you over. I hope it was worth it.” Ashital said as the door closed.
“What do you mean by that?” Bryson asked angrily.
No wait… By his eyes that was his wolf….
A wolf with *black* eyes. A Child of Rage. Even if he wasn’t a demon, no wolf, yet alone and Alpha should be born from the lunar eclipse, when the moon is red.
Now I *know* I fucked up… There is no reasoning with a betrayed wolf.c
“If you wish to watch, go ahead, but I want no part of this…. The Tyrant enjoys blood sport more than any Beast.” He said on the other side of the door, but I could hear him clearly.
He tapped his feet on the ground three times, then he came back in.
Those light taps didn’t even raise his heal… I could tell… Even he was afraid, legitimately afraid.
We are so old we do not know our age, only the time periods we remember… Men back then only used tools, being nomads….
I remember being a pup, and having life easy… I also remember the Tyrant’s laughter turning my father inside out…. It was on a whim.
There was no reason… There didn’t *need* to be.
Our suffering was his entertainment when he was bored…
I angered my goddess… the Beast’s mother… my maker…
The moon eclipsed, yet refused to return to its normal hue…
Then I saw him…
The Tyrant adorned in black robes with red runic trim...
His passive stance was casual, though he was seethrough. I knew he could spirit walk… My King kneeled on bended knee to his king….
He wasn’t even his full height, as his horns scraped the cement off the ceiling….
He was taller than all in the room by a full head and shoulders, but that was not what intimidated me. He was the God of Judgment…. And I was just a mortal….
“Wolf.” The Tyrant King said to King Ashital, and that was the first time I’d seen one I viewed as my better unable to lift his gaze from the floor in *a long time*….
“I offer you this night a sacrifice of he who conspired to take what is yours.” Ashital motioned his hand to me, and the master crossed his arms.
You cannot say his name… it is literal suicide. To my knowledge, we little mortals only know the first half of it…
“Where are the others?” he demanded.
“They already sleep in the ground.” Ashital responded referring to Brutus and his kin.
“No. Where is his pack?” the Tyrant asked.
My heart Dropped….
I couldn’t even gather the words to beg….