SAVE ME, Alpha Ethan

II - Rusty Halo

ETHAN

The people settled as soon as I entered the pack house conference room. I surveyed around the table as I walked towards the Alpha's seat.

Andrew was already there from across the table; I recognized Walt, his Delta on his right and one of his guardians on his left. He must have left Cole in his pack to be in-charge of things while he's away on business. Griffin's sitting on the right side of the Alpha's seat, on his right was my Delta, Ryder. On my left is one of the pack's trusted advisors and gamma, Elder Conrad.

They were all still standing up, waiting for me as it is customary for the Alpha of the territory to take his seat first. I sat down and the rest followed. I nodded at Andrew, allowing him to start the meeting.

"Good evening, I'd like to thank Alpha Ethan and his team for accepting this meeting on such short notice." Andrew began, "As you may have heard, I'm supposed to be in my goodwill tour right now with our neighboring packs which was originally scheduled to last for 3 weeks. But after visiting the Forest Banes Pack and the Wood Prowlers Pack, I decided to cut my travel short and return here immediately due to some disturbing occurrences in these two packs."

"It is rogues?" I asked, feeling the tension in the room.

"No." Andrew gave Walt a nod and as his delta stood up to provide a map of the whole continent at the center of the table, he continued. "Unfortunately, this is much worse. We have reason to believe that they have been attacked by a hunter... A werewolf hunter."

Gasps and murmurs erupted from my side of the table. Even I, were shocked by this news. A Werewolf Hunter? You've got to be kidding me... Is it possible? I turned to my gamma and he immediately understood the look I gave him.

"Hunters aren't unheard of but," Elder Conrad said as that area between his eyebrows scrunched up in deep thinking "As far as I know the last recorded attack of a so-called werewolf hunter are 5 or 6 decades ago and The Royal Council has made sure that all traces connected to it has been properly dealt with."

"That's what we thought so as well." Walt said, "But the evidences we gathered from both of the attacked territories were overwhelming that it confirms our suspicions. This is indeed, a Werewolf hunter."

"And a very skilled and deadly one." Andrew added. His guardian placed a bag on the table and one by one removed its contents for everyone to see. What I saw next made me shiver.

There were two clear evidence bags in front of us. One bag contained a huge syringe-like dart with traces of what seems to be a clear liquid and the other contained a curved dagger with a head of a wolf on the end of its hilt. All of us fell silent as we inspect them.

"I was able to examine the body of a victim in the Wood Prowlers. These two were retrieved there." Andrew reached for the first evidence bag and waved it around. "This is a tranquilizer dart specially formulated for a full-grown werewolf. One full dosage of this is enough to sedate anyone in a matter of 2 to 3 seconds. While this curved dagger..." He pointed to the other bag. "Which is made of pure silver, is found stabbed behind the victim's head."

Anger started to resonate throughout my body. My eyes started to darken at what this presents. This just proves that whoever this werewolf hunter was knows factual information about our kind. Most fictional books indicate that stabbing a werewolf's heart is enough to kill them but more often than not, our healing powers would still work after that and the werewolf would still survive.

For us to have no chance of surviving, one must rip our hearts out or to cut our heads off. And even so, these are no easy feat considering our muscles are as hard as steel, so in short these are things only a fellow werewolf can do. If this hunter knows the right spot to stick-in that dagger, that teeny tiny spot to actually shut down the whole central nervous system of a werewolf mimicking the action of cutting our heads off, it means that this hunter knows exactly what he's doing and is out there fully intent to kill. He even used pure silver which technically would only burn our skin and wouldn't actually kill us. But used the right way, silver could slow down our healing capabilities and put us in a weaken state enough to make killing us easy.