Celestial Wulf Chronicles Book# 5 Sacrifice's

UNFOLDING HISTORY

All witness Asojano' s hand reach & pet my wulf cub's head. Ceasing Sable's black aura. Sable's wulf tone expresses gentleness. "Thank you, father. I await that day." My Luna cub lifts his muzzle. Sable licks his master's hand. Evidence of his unconditional devotion and love for Saint Lazarus. Defining an action not within in our wulf nature.

Crimson approaches Asojano's opposite side. Together, both lick Asojano's sores. The sores throughout Asojano's legs, torso, arms, chest, and back. Allowing them their ministering. For a moment, Asojano remains perfectly still. Watching them complete their centuries-old tasks. Under their ministering, before the eyes of all, sores heal and close. Erasing the pain he must feel from their oozing ulceration. "Thank you, my companions. Even after all these centuries, you still attend me lovingly."

Crimson stops, responding to the infirm god, leaning heavily on his tree branch on crutches. "You saved us, elder. You guarded us, gave us a purpose. It is we who thank you. Father Lazarus." Bowing their heads to his feet. Which they lick once. Having completed this task. As one, they turn towards OLOFI.

Crimson stood left of Asojano and my young cub on his right. Heads held high; they stand reverent before all. We remain attentive, watching the proceedings from behind the trio. With grand elder Asojano present, orishas which had previously aided their defense, Leave. Returning to their position alongside OLOFI. All except our goddess Oya. She remains standing alongside her wulf son. Demonstrating her support gently, her hand lifts, resting on his head. His tail gently wags from his mother's approval.

"I stand as testimony of that which will transpire. With great admiration, I present to you my companions, our celestial Guardians Alpha Crimson & Luna Sable of the Celestial Mountain Guardian Pack."

OLOFI smiles; his gaze is admiring the trio. From an agreeing head nod, Asojano continues, "As is customary, there can only be one Alpha. By birthright, that honor belongs to Sable, our guardian Luna. But on this day, in the world of humans. Sable has relinquished his birthright to his destined mate Crimson, our guardian Alpha."

Hobbling, shuffling slowly on his crutches. Hobbling, Asojano turns facing our young leaders. His gaze, profound pride. His tone, authoritative.

"Before this court, presided by none other than our Olofi. I ask you Sable, progenitor, and first mid-form shifter. Do you knowingly and freely as true Prime Alpha to all therianthropic forms known in the human world as werewolves, shifters, & Skinwalkers. Relinquish your birthright to him, your destined mate?"

Returning, Sable's body resonates platinum powder blue electrical current rippling along with his form for the first time, limning his structure completely. Ethereal flames burn with determination. Expanding, they rise crackling. Sable's toned response booms. With a bow of his head, all acknowledge his honor within.

"I Sable, progenitor of all Therianthropes. Release my Prime Alpha birthright, to he whom I have deemed by his acts... my worthy." Turning his head, Sable gazes towards Crimson. "From this moment onwards, I submit to only one who is my equal...... Crimson. Foretold by the Lucumi Goddess of love. Presented by the sisters of fate, approved by our creator Olofi, my destined mate Crimson. He and he alone do I accept and honor as... MY ALPHA."

Asojano nods, then turns to Crimson, "Do you, my loyal companion, accept your title and all it embodies." Crimson closes his eyelids then. Gracefully silent bows his head in acknowledgment,

At what happens next, we watch awed. My young wulf Alpha raises his head, his gaze towards our Olofi. His baritone wulf speaks power incarnate. Violently trembling the astral ground all around us.