Blade stops running once he's off of school grounds.'You sound like you're hurt, what happened?' he says.
'I just hurt a guy in my class, that's all.' the voice replies.
'Alpha! Emert knows!' Zalia's voice rings through Blade's mind.
'How did he find out?' he asks.
'Ryan had to rat you out. He said it was the wisest decision he could think of. He also said something about us getting our real alpha soon.' Zalia explains.
'What did he say, exactly?' Blade asks her.
'Something about Joshua's successor would defeat Emert and restore Bloodcrest as its rightful Alpha. Ryan then said his successor would be a cursed werewolf with a heart as pure as gold.' Zalia says.
Blade doesn't respond, instead he starts formulating a plan to help that pack.
'I just need to hear your voice. I feel so guilty.' he then hears the voice tell him.
'How are we going to do that? Ask 50 questions?' he jokes.
'Haha. That brightens my day. Thank you for that.' the voice says.
He runs home with a sudden plan in his head and slams the front door. His parents look at each other with worried expressions as Blade bolts down the stairs with a case in his arms.
He sets it down and opens it, sliding the dual swords into a sheath on his back. He places some daggers in their own sheath on his leg and right wrist.
'Zalia, tell Emert I'm coming for him.' he says.
'Yes, Alpha.' Zalia replies almost instantly.
"Where are you going?"Aaron asks him.
"Somewhere." Blade answers.
"Blade." Aphmau warns as Blade sighs.
"I'm going to help my pack. Don't follow me." he admits.
He then shifts into a jet black wolf and runs out of the house. As soon as he's gone, Aphmau turns to look at Aaron.
"His pack? I thought Travis said he had no pack." she asks.
"He obviously gained one then. But who is his pack?" Aaron responds.
(With Harper)
Harper sits on the steps of the school, doodling in her notebook. She hears someone sit next to her as she looks up with a confused expression. It's a raven haired girl that sits beside her.
"Hey. I'm Alina." she introduces herself to Harper.
"Harper. Nice to meet you." Harper says.
"You're the human in werewolf class." Alina comments. "Nice to know my brother and I aren't alone."
"Yeah." Harper mumbles.
Alina leans back a bit as the two girls sit in awkward silence. A black convertible pulls up as Alina blinks. Melissa waves to her with a pair of sunglasses resting on her head as her foot hits the horn.
"Who's that?" Harper says as she stifles a laugh.
Alina rolls her chocolate eyes. "My aunt. Max! Let's go!" she calls.
Max walks up to her and slaps his hand on his forehead at the mere sight of his mom being goofy.
"The time I wish I wasn't related to her." he mutters.
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Rhylor [The Ultima Manhunt B2]
Fanfiction➺ Formerly titled "the Ultima Exposure" ➺ They thought history wouldn't repeat itself. That the manhunt for the Ultima would never stop. They didn't account for drama caused by Brave. When the latter gets his hands on sweet revenge, he uses potion...