Luna's Pov
After Indrik had finally recovered from the excitement of his accelerated healing which wasn't due so much to his growing tired of cutting his own skin as it was to my reminding him that daybreak would soon be upon us and he would lose his chance to train if he didn't get his act together. His eyes gleamed with joy as he nodded vigorously. I would have called him a kid if I wasn't feeling so giddy myself. It wasn't everyday that one got to play a major role in making a wolf. But we had had enough playing around, it was time to get some things done. Like teaching a man how to be a wolf. Not an easy task. Especially if you were not a wolf. I wasn't. "First," I started. That got his attention as he grew calmer. "To be a good wolf, a good fighter, a good protector. You name anything good you want to be. To be it, you have to first of all learn to become one with your environment. You have to learn to listen, feel and see before anything else. When I say see, I don't just mean your eyes. I mean every part of your body. Even with your eyes closed you have to be able to tell everything that is around you. From the scuttling of tiny ant feet to the roaring of the sea. Nothing must pass by unnoticed. So," I paused when I noticed that he seemed lost. I frowned as I tried to recall all of my words. I couldn't recall spouting any brain frying sentence so I continued. "We will start with your ears. Close your eyes and open your ears." "My ears don't have lids." He grumbled and for a moment, I was tempted to give him a slap upside the head. Luckily for him, I was a teacher now. One of the greatest virtues of a teacher was patience even if, especially if the student was such a big meathead. That, and the fact that he remains my master. It would suck to be sent to find insect's spittle in the middle of the night. "Of course, they don't. Do you mind shutting your eyes?" He hesitated for a moment, then he obeyed. "Don't open your eyes no matter what. Now, tell me what you hear." "I hear you breathing." He quipped extracting a snort from me. "Of course, you do." I gave him a good work's swat on the back. "Now, try harder." His brows furrowed as he concentrated. His facial muscles clenched, then unclenched. His mouth opened and closed constantly like he had swallowed a live crab that was constantly snapping at his hard palate. I started to worry when he dropped to his knees and wrapped his hands around his ears, groaning in pain. "Indrik!" I called worriedly as I placed an arm on his shoulder. He didn't respond as he fell forward, arching his back, his hands still on his ears. "Stop!" He cried, his voice sounding like he was speaking underwater. "Indrik!" I called again, more forcefully this time, placing an arm on his shoulder and shaking him back to consciousness. He raised his head sharply, breathing heavily like someone who had just been pulled from under water. "Indrik?" I called tentatively. His eyes filled with tears as he stared at me but something told me he was not seeing me. "Indrik! Come on." I called desperately. I wasn't exactly excited at the prospect of having to tend to a bawling man. He fell back and I had to scramble so his head landed on my laps instead of on the hard ground. The force with which his head hit both made me wince and made me glad that I hadn't let him hit the ground. I tapped him on the cheek, his glossy eyes now fixed on the horizon, unblinking. It took a lot of prodding and calls but finally, he blinked and seemed to start breathing again. "The voices." That was the first thing he said, his voice soft and brittle. I waited for him to continue but he would not volunteer any more information. I figured that I had to know what had happened to him if I was going to be able to help him. "Tell me what happened, Indrik. What voices." "It..." I could feel a shudder rock his entire body like putting it into words brought his nightmare back to life. He sat up, and keeping his back turned, started to speak again. "At first, it was normal sounds. The sound of a bird calling to its partner, the sound of the river churning peacefully, of people snoring, then it transformed. Seemed to become more violent. Like a thousand voices were vying for recognition. It was..." He shivered again before rising to his feet and turning to me. "Let's continue." He tried to feign enthusiasm but I could still see that he was very shaken. "Are you sure about this? You can rest and continue tomorrow." I wasn't keen on seeing him experiencing something like that again. Especially not this morning. It did not help that I felt responsible for what had happened to him. For some reason, my nightmare returned, the voice of the monster sending chills down my spine. "Soon." He had said. I wondered if the monster had meant he would visit me through my master. "I am sure." He replied stubbornly. "Where were we? Close your eyes and concentrate? Got it." And then, he shut his eyes and continued the exercise. I watched him uncomfortably, waiting for blood to start running out of his nose or for him to start screaming and running into trees but nothing of the sort happened. Whatever demons had terrorized him seemed to either be under his control now or taken a break which was good because we still had a lot to do.LunaThe part of listening to the environment passed without any more drama which was a relief because my heart could not take much more of that torture. Next was the testing of instinct which I found to be pretty comical though I don't think my master shared my views. I led him to the tree and made him stand underneath it. "Now, you are going to have to dodge projectiles." I informed him as I peeled off his outer robe. "What?" He stuttered, his eyes widening. "Blind." I added as I made the biggest blindfold of all time. "This is ridi...owww!" He cried, placing a hand against a bump on his head that grew from my throwing a pebble at him. "You are not trying." I taunted as I picked up another pebble. "You like injuries now that you heal fast?" I threw the pebble which hit him square in the nose, extracting another cry from him. "They still hurt as much." He grumbled as he began to move round in circles in an attempt to escape. I simply threw another which hit him in the chin. "
LunaNeedless to say, our training stopped after Blaire chanced in on us. Indrik shuddered, his shoulders slumping once Blaire was gone. "That was a close call." He breathed. He straightened and looked around the yard, releasing another shaky breath. "We cannot continue to use this place for training. It is too dangerous.""Really? I didn't know you were scared of deers." I commented. He turned toward me with a dry look as though considering how my head would look on a stake. He sighed. "Of course not." He grumbled. "I was scared for you. If word gets out that you are training me..." He trailed off. "What are you talking about?" He sighed. The day was becoming brighter more quickly now which allowed me to see the tortured look he gave me. I knew more than ever now that there was something he was hiding from me. "What are you so afraid of?" I pushed carefully, afraid that he would cover his ears and start crying about voices again. He looked into the trees in which birds were sta
LunaIndrik did not seem to appreciate my attempts to brighten his mood which included preparing bath water that was a little bit too hot. He had been so distracted that he had not noticed the rolling steam until he dipped a leg in. He retrieved it faster than a little child who had been playing with fire would withdraw once the fire burned too hot. I had been expecting a smile of sorts but the extremely cold look that I was gifted instead got me running to get more water. I gave up when my joke of replacing his robes with lady Blaire's pink gown did not work either. He just did not know much humour. I couldn't help feeling sorry for whoever his bride was going to be. Finally, I led a glum master to breakfast. He seemed to have decided that his first breakfast with the others after what seemed like ages ago would be better celebrated with a huge frown. Frankly, I couldn't blame him for that. If I had a family like that too, well... And no, I am not being sentimental. The Beta who I h
IndrikI was scared. More scared than I had ever been in my entire life which was saying a lot because I had spent my entire life living in fear. Fear of never being more than a weak wolf who was the butt of everyone's joke. Fear of always being tormented by my half brother. Fear of dying from a simple cold. Fear, fear, fear, that had always been a recurring theme in my life. Something that I hated but could not do without anymore than I could do without breathing. You would think I would have mastered the art of fear by now. Wait a minute, is there anything like that? Forget that. My point is, now, I felt so scared, it paralyzed me. I had only just started to get my life in order, started to reach my dreams and suddenly, my master tells me she won't be training me anymore? My whole world seemed to be crashing around me and it really wasn't a pretty feeling. And then, Leon had come along again, reminding me of my weakness and that even if I had my wolf now, I would still always be th
TWENTY YEARS AGO. Heavy rain pelted against the windows of a dimly lit room, distorting the view of the outside world. The ambiance was filled with a mixture of anticipation and brooding melancholy.Seated on an ornate armchair was a man of immense stature and commanding aura— the Alpha— his feet tapping the marble floor urgently as he awaited news from his subjects.He gazed out at the soaked cityscape with a troubled expression, his torment growing larger as long minutes walked by. Tonight, his fate was going to be decided.Or he decided the fate of the child to be born. Alpha Greyson awaited the birth of the son that existed as a result of black magic. A son that wasn't his— an aberration different from anything Druid Peak pack had ever experienced.The gods seemed to have something against him for pinning such misfortune on him. Dilemma crept under his skin just as it had from the very first day his Luna's pregnancy was discovered, and he hadn't been with her. That day marked t
Just a few steps more, and I'd rest. I decided. If I walked longer, I'd arrive at the village and make my way from there.I stepped foot off the dusty path that wound its way to the lush greenery and found myself in the quaint village. Unlike the tenseness of my pack, the air was filled with the scent of blooming flowers, and the sun bathed the scenery with a warm glow.As I strolled further into the village, ignoring their piercing gazes and questioning looks. I expected that much since I was dressed like a foreigner— what I wasn't sure of was if they welcomed people like me.I didn't plan to reveal my identity. It was more like there wasn't anything to reveal anyway, I was no different from them, and that was what led me there.The place looked perfect. I slipped by colorful houses with thatched roofs that lined the streets. There was a sense of harmony— like all was fine with them.Tired and panting, it was noon already, and I'd exhausted every iota of strength that I had, so I dec
"Do you know me?" I questioned him as we stood in an empty space next to a forest opening at the back of the restaurant.I leaned against a tree, my hands folded across my chest, and I watched her prance the small area, fastening her waves into an urgent ponytail."No," he nodded reluctantly. "I do not know you…yet.""Why are you here? Were you sent to me? Why did you think interfering would help me? I didn't ask for your help, okay? So do what you're here for and leave. Don't make things even worse."Quite the direct one. It just made her fit more into the criteria that I wanted. She turned to leave, but I called her back, addressing her by her name, and that seemed to bear more results than I expected. What was even funnier was how she wore a smile through it all."How do you even know my name?""Do you like it here? How long do you want to keep pretending? In all honesty, I'm here for a quest, and I seem to have found what I was looking for. If you could spare me a few moments, thi
Back at the Druid Peak pack, the news of Indrik's disappearance spread quickly amongst the council. This news sparked a reaction from them as the search for Indrik began. The Beta immediately ordered for Indrik to be brought to him the moment he returned, already promising to punish him. The boy had never thought to leave the pack, and he wasn't allowed to. For all the years he had been born, he only stayed within the pack borders, he didn't even dare go five meters close to it. The news of him truly leaving brought a lot of emotions, and anger was the greatest of them all. All the guards searched around for where they thought Indrik would have gone, even going as far as reaching the popular market where people were known to go. But what would have taken him that far out? They all wondered.Beta Green thought that Indrik's search for a master was getting out of hand and he needed to stop him before it got too late. The figure of Indrik walking back with someone is sighted by a me