Chapter 105
John
I’d been restless since midnight. It was now 5am, but I was up for the day, doing some catchup work on my computer that I left for myself when I went to bed at 6 yesterday. I had office hours from 9 to 5, but no Alpha I’d ever known kept that. We usually came early or stayed over. The only way I’d leave my office was if there was an attack.
Plus I figured if I can’t sleep, at least she can…
My mate looked and felt as a ghost… for five months she ate or spoke little… because of the things that she’d seen. She’d seen how angered her god was… and she woke up the first week begging him not to kill Rahrraam…. She saw the obliteration of a soul, she saw the grand demon who does it, and she told me that he was so big that he looked like an endless wall of scales, breathing plasma as hot as the sun.
And that was no exaggeration… And with it damage to her soul also happened. The bond may have been broken, but since she became attached, Gulteer told me that they were still linked until the end. She did not feel his pain or terror, but she did see it… That was why they weren’t supposed to …
I was letting her sleep on my lap while in our packhouse. She held onto my arm, which made it hard to type, but I didn’t mind. I got to pet her hair, and hear Sparkle hum lightly.
“Alpha, good morning.” Said Warrior Julious. He did border patrol and was one of the unit captains. He was a stocky native from the tribe we annexed.
“Is there a Challenger?” I asked, and he hesitantly nodded.
“He says he won’t wait.” He complained.
“I’ll meet y’all down there in five.” I grumbled, carefully and quietly carrying Heidi to our new bed.
“He won’t stay in the clearing. He keeps arguing that since you haven’t shown up, that he’s entitled to meet you.” He said looking angrily out the window.
“Oh so he’s a prick too.” I grumbled. /Do not let him reach the houses. We have too many Omegas, disabled, and pups on the eastern section./ I linked.
Heidi moaned, crying in her sleep. She didn’t deserve this… She didn’t deserve to be this unhappy… She felt like a different person…. Her smile had been missing a while now…
Gulteer said it’s the soul mending itself, but I didn’t care what it was… I cared that she was hurting. She’d been getting better these past few days, but I still didn’t like it…. I hated most that I could do nothing for her other than being supportive. This was magic, some unspoken spell by a powerful old god…
I slapped the sides of my cheeks. I needed to get rid of this male. That Rogue was trying to weasel his way into the housing district.
I took off my jeans, and shifted, picking it up with my mouth. When I figured I was out her earshot, I howled with all my might. It was responded to with loyalty, but in the cacophony of wolf song, I could hear the Rogue who challenged.
I trotted with my tail high. I was not imitating Alpha Kaiden or my father. I held my tail myself, as my own man. I had bled, sweat and sacrificed a part of myself to be here.
[Surrender, flee or Die!] I roared in wolf speech. He picked a bad time to annoy me. He didn’t respond just to be disrespectful.
I ran past the houses, shops, and into the forest. There was a clearing of tall grass in the woods. Every pack had one, because for us, this was a battleground. Warriors surrounded the circle, as this was the first challenger I’d gotten since the pack was nearly done. Me and the gray backed, tan furred wolf circled. He had gray eyes, and was literally the same size as me.
This complicated things.
[You are of Alpha Size, but I have been an Alpha before.] He snarled, licking his chops.
[Your age and experience mean nothing on My battlefield.] I growled.
He hesitated. His wolf had second thoughts, I could see it by his temporary submission, but he bristled his fur, squaring his shoulders.
[It Does.] he shook his fur again. Anyone could tell he second guessed this, but he really did when I showed my dominance.
I let my claws and fangs speak for me. My silver claws extended, and I allowed my fangs to become like crystal. I didn’t know How I’d done it, but I could only guess that being exposed to the Church may have triggered my growth.
Growth I was Not ready for…. I felt like I would explode on him at any moment. Terracotta literally frothed at the mouth with his snarls in my mind. /Let me have him./ he growled. I had to ignore him in order to do what I needed.
[No it really doesn’t. In my young life, I have traveled to the other side of the world, and even met with many old, original shifters. You trespass on StoneMoon grounds. I am John Stone, the Earthen One, The Silver Clawed, the Diamond Fanged. I am Heir to the Wolf King’s Right Seat. I am he who bears the goddess’s Direct blessing. I give you the chance to Leave.]
[… I never met a wolf with so many titles before. Plus the King isn’t real.] He said remaining shifted. [I don’t believe you.]
[This isn’t the waltz you want to dance.] I warned.
[There will be when I open the doors to my new packhouse pup.] he chuckled.
If I used my power on him with my wolf like this, I’d kill him... and probably every Warrior that came to witness my battle. He didn’t know that though… it meant I would have to use restraint… Why had I decided to give him mercy? I didn’t know…. So much so that when he charged, I didn’t use my powers.
I could have literally ended this with one bite, and turned his throat to dust, but instead, I allowed his charge to make contact. We reared on back legs, but being the same weight, he could not topple me.
[I think I will show you your place without any of my power.] I said casually.
[You’re only a Child! I Smell it! You have no right to make such grand statements Pup!] he growled.
Fur flew, as we snapped at each other, though I was a bit faster. I got him by the scruff and shook, making him fall to be on all fours. /Dust Him/ snarled Terracotta. I ignored. I wouldn’t use my Earthen bite. I didn’t need to use it, nor my silver claws. I was fluid as water dodging his snaps and growls that turned to pure frustration.
He lost the pelt on the back of his neck to free himself, charging me again the moment he was loose. My wolf’s aggressive aura could be nearly seen. He wanted out that badly, however I was winning. There was no need to escalate the situation further.
[Damned Pup!] he snarled.
I sighed. [Your Weak insults are worse than your weak ass bite.] I said rolling my eyes. It got a chuckle or two out of my Warriors.
We charged, rearing again, though this time I got him by the side of his neck, and he got my shoulder. We both shook. I felt his fresh blood in my mouth, but all I could see was red. It was as if I was a different wolf entirely. I almost felt like I wasn’t in my own body, but rather I was a puppeteer.
With him losing air, his grip loosened but he did not submit. He began to get frantic, freaking out that my bite was so strong. I lost the skin off my shoulder, and he clawed my chest, but I would not relent. His growls became a scream.
[Let me go! I surrender!] It was the last noise he would make, as I had a better grip on him with his thrashing.
I said nothing to him. There were no more words to share. He was only making it worse for himself. I could see his eyes become dull, and they closed. He did not die, but rather, he passed out without the precious air he needed.
I shifted once he was out, though he was not. I knew my warriors would have a hard time carrying him to the small prison we had since I didn’t kill him. He didn’t submit, but he also wasn’t critically injured or anything.
I healed myself, as it was only skin. This impressed my wolves, who bowed in loyalty. I put on the ripped jeans, wondering what I was going to do about how he was still his wolf. There was a rush that made me feel like I could do anything from defeating a male my size so easily.
Stick your thumb behind his ear.
I blinked twice. No one had said that, nor did it seem like the Warriors who bared witness…. The voice was not my wolf either, nor any that I’d heard before….
I kneeled down, and did as I was told, watching him involuntarily shift. … I forcefully jabbed my thumb behind his earlobe, and he shifted back to a human form with a painful gasp.
My Warriors froze, as I don’t think any of them knew this was possible either.
I slung him over my shoulder, walking with him to the small holding cell area that we had. It was new, and small compared to Horizon, Alpha Kaiden’s prison. We could only hold about 20 or so people in the cells we had…. Heads were bowed low, and for some reason, my wolf was beyond satisfied. This was the respect we got anyway, but he felt proud that we defended our pack.
When I walked through the double doors of the small stone prison, I laid him on the cold floor. It took no time for someone to scamper here with keys, and open a cell I could chuck him in.
“Send a field medic to make sure he’ll live. I want to know what the fuck he was thinking.” I said with a small growl, returning to my Luna.
Those in the packhouse seemed to have heard about what I’d done, and there was a distinct hush that washed over the living room, seeing the Warriors on break bow. I didn’t know how to explain it, but I still felt like I needed to fight. I didn’t know what this was… I felt unnecessarily aggressive. I felt like I Had to show everyone around me that I was Alpha, and they Must kneel.
I went into my office and held my hands on the sides of my face unable to sit down. My heart still beat a mile a minute. My fangs and claws were still extended….
What was wrong with me?
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