I Claim Your LOVE

A Step Closer

"The entire pack!"

The king was stunned and so was the entire hall. The soldiers that reported back from the Tarakan pack silently nodded their head.

"Yes my lord." One of the soldiers said "No one was spared. The warriors and the weak were all mercilessly slaughtered."

"How can a single man be able to do that!" Wallace could not believe what he heard. In fact no one could believe that the carnage that followed after the beasts arrival in Tarakan pack was even possible.

"We have lost one great ally in Donovan." Frederick mourned the death of his good friend. Thus a long slew of conversation erupted about the events that took place a few days back. The entire hall was discussing the mayhem and the setback the king had suffered. The hulk of a man was unbeatable up till now. He was the most treasured warrior for Stanislas. Perhaps his death was a great mishap for the kingdom.

"This confirms our assumptions." Stanislas said all of a sudden "Indeed he is back." his eyes were wide in fear.

The entire hall stood in silence as they waited for their supreme leader to respond. In contrast Stanislas was at a loss of words. His worst fear had come to life. He for once knew that the beast would soon enough glorify his dominance by dethroning him.

After a long wait it was Bernard who garnered courage to stand in front of the king "What are we up against father? I cannot digest the fact that a wolf could be this powerful! Who is he?"

"Someone who will kill us all my dear." Stanislas smiled with a dejected but fearful face "He wont stop until he gets my throne."

"How do we kill him?" Wallace asked.

"You cannot."

The random unheard voice caught everyone's attention and the entire hall looked at the door at once. Standing near the large wooden entrance was a man with a strange crimson and grey robe. His attire caught attention of the entire hall. Moreover his peculiar appearance raised curiosity among the onlookers.

"And who are you?" Frederick asked in caution.

"He is Nevart." Stanislas replied and gestured Nevart to step forward "He has been an old friend." The king then diverted his attention to the man "Speak freely. What do you suggest?"

Nevart nodded and cautiously stepped forward "Killing the beast is out of question but what we need to do is find his weak moment. Render him helpless so that he mourns in his own apathy."

"And how do we do that?"

"It is easy." he smiled menacingly "Everything related to his mate will make him weak. From your conversations we have understood the fact that Callan is perhaps the mate we are looking for."

"This is insane!" Frederick retorted in fear "Hurting his mate has caused annihilation of an entire pack! I don't really want to imagine our fate when we kill that human."

"We wont kill him. Just separate the two."

"How?" the king intervened with curiosity "We don't even know who this wolf could be."

"Is it so hard to know my dear Stanislas...?" The man chuckled "Don't you think that the wolf would've taken the human away from every prying eyes up until now if he were from any other pack." Nevart clicked his tongue "He did not.. which means that the wolf is from the blue moon pack itself. Now I wonder who could be that strong?" he tapped his chin "Only two names I could think of. Ragnar and Einar." Everyone around was puzzled by the words of the stranger.

 "Of course Ragnar could not be the man cause he is older and already has a mate."

"Einar has a mate as well."