It is like waking up from a dream—or a very perplexing nightmare—to find Ajax right here. Seeing the human hunter before me change so drastically has left me with conflicting emotions and mind boggling questions. Why are his eyes like that? Why are they glowing? Human eyes shouldn’t be glowing! With swift movements, Ajax leaps and is now standing a few feet from us. He drops his blades to the floor and cautiously makes his way over to us with his hands in the air like he is showing Max that he means him no harm. As he draws nearer, I see that his eyes have returned to normal, and I begin to doubt that what I saw was real. “Let the Belle go, and you can go back safely to your pack.” The calmness in his voice is more frightening than the fact that he is facing a lycan with no weapon at all. The three of us are alone in the woods with no one to stop these two aside from me if things end up in a fight. Having that thought in mind, who would I side with if things ended badly? Normally,
“Are you Ajax or are you Midnight? What’s your real identity?” I demanded when he didn’t answer me the first time I asked. Ajax continues to let the question dwell in the air for a little longer before he seems to finally have found his voice. “The name Midnight is something that I came up with on the spot. You can call me Ajax, just like you usually do. Nothing has changed.” He turns his back to me as he goes to pick up his blades, cleans them, and puts them back in their sheaths. His broad shoulders tensed up against his fitted black shirt as he adjusted the straps on the sheaths. “Of course this changes things!” We’re still in enemy territory, and yelling like I am doing might not be the best course of action. I’m certain that my wolf is as distressed as I am. “All this time, you've been like me! You’re a werewolf!” Ajax lets out an exasperated sigh, brushing stray hairs hovering over his eyes out of his face. “You’re being a little bit overdramatic. You’ll attract unwanted att
Brick clad roads lined with wooden houses are what caught my attention. It is possible that this is the first time I have ever seen such a technologically advanced wolf pack, though still not on par with human civilization. From what I can see, construction in this area has only recently begun because there are some roads and houses that are currently being built. Even though the place is still developing, there’s a lot to see. It seems that housing for the families has been established first, along with another shed for medicine and food. They even made a poultry farm a few blocks down. The wolves in this area are all properly attired, not just in some shoddy animal felt that has been twine-sewn together. Every member of the pack also smells fresh and clean. It’s so different from the smell of sweat, urine, and blood that I am so accustomed to. As I walk along the road with Ajax, I notice a few lingering stares in our direction. At first, I thought that it must be due to Ajax b
Indigo is one of the well known and respected captains of the hunters in human territory. Learning that he was a werewolf rendered me speechless, and Ajax had to send him away to get me something to drink. “I can’t believe that you are so shocked to hear that Indigo is a werewolf, yet did not have the same reaction when I told you that I am one.” I think this is Ajax's attempt at a joke, but the way he says it is pretty dry, which makes the joke kind of pointless. Also, the fact that he is trying to clean the dirt and mud off of his jacket does not scream humor or concern to me at all. Come to think of it, I don’t think that I can judge him since I believe that I look worse. My jacket might have rips around the arm, and I am pretty sure that stray strands of hair are poking out of my ponytail. “That’s because Indigo has a pretty high rank within the hunters.” I try to wrap my head around the fact that the werewolves have infiltrated humans enough that a person like Indigo manage
Never have I imagined the day when I would willingly give another supernatural race information regarding the Lycans. I never revealed the information to them about our hideout. I only tell them about minimal facts, like their short temper and aggression toward others who dare step foot into their territory. I can only guess that Ajax and Indigo are trying to get clues on the possibility of the lycan’s hideout without having me break my promise as the pack’s beta. Currently, we’re back at Indigo’s private headquarters back in human territory in order to avoid complications and suspicion over why we were out in the woods for too long. We made a report about Max before, which the humans didn’t receive as good news since they had an agreement with Maxwell before about peace between our races. Now that Max is free, there is no telling what he will do next.The next day, they commenced a lockdown on the entire city, leaving me little time to talk to either Ajax or Indigo. Indigo has be
Getting to patrol with Celine is probably going to hurt my ear more than my feet as we walk along town. She’s been talking nonstop, and I could not even remember half the things she said because I could not relate to them. I take back what I said a while ago. I don’t think that I want to act human. I just want to go and become a wolf and get lost in the forest. I AM GOING DEAF AT THIS POINT! I decided to try to focus on looking around, hoping that something would distract me from listening to her. Fortunately, Duncan managed to catch up with us and is responding to Celine, by which I mean arguing with her about whatever it is that they are talking about. Humans. They’re just birds, specifically chickens, that can’t see to control their mouth. My eyes start to scan every dark alleyway. My wolf eyes allow me to see around every dark corner, while my nose lets me smell anything that would be invisible to our eyes. So far, everything has been peaceful, except for the two chickens bes
Shrieks of terror envelope the street from the hunters as the gremlins begin their attack. The stench of blood fills the air, and the sound of ripping flesh continues along with bloodcurling screams. There is no doubt that humans are the first ones to fall, as the attacks have been sudden and happened at night, where they are at a great disadvantage. I turn to my friends to check on them and see how they are doing. Celine and Duncan seem fine, and they are defending themselves pretty well. I turn to a nearby gremlin and bare my teeth on instinct to scare them off. I’m grateful that the night shrouded us because I would have been caught if it hadn’t. It also gave the gremlins around us the idea that I was a dangerous predator that they should be wary of, and they immediately cleared the premises, allowing me to get to my friends quickly. “Are you guys alright?” “Compared to the others, we are doing well!” Duncan yells over the noise. “Let’s get to the others and get ourselves some
My father is gone. The reality of it keeps sinking in every time I wake up. Sleep can’t fix or change reality, but it does bring the comfort of not worrying about it. I’ll admit that what I was doing was unhealthy. It’s something that I should face sooner or later, but in my situation, it’s a rather difficult thing to do. I could not talk about my problems with anyone. I could not even talk about it to my human friends because, as far as they knew, my father was already gone—at least from the story that I told them when I got here. The only person, or werewolf, that I could really confide in is Ajax, whom I refuse to talk to. I refuse to trust him again. He had made several attempts to talk to me, but every time he did, I would slam the door in his face. I didn’t go unpunished when I disobeyed an order during an emergency. After making a recovery in the infirmary, I was given a week of suspension. Well, not like getting in trouble or getting kicked out of the academy is any of