Wolf Pack fanfic
Luna Briggs x Male oc
Grayson "Gray" Warner finds himself in California during a wildfire after being left an omega werewolf. He decides to try out a new school but keep away from most students not wanting to raise any suspicion. H...
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"How the did you do that?" Harlan exclaims as he comes back to reality. "Relax Harlan," Blake tells him and I stay silent. "How am I supposed to just believe you, he could've just been showing us some lie," Harlan shoots back giving a solid point.
"Listen to my heartbeat tell me if I'm lying, it was a year ago, I had went out to pick up some food for my family and when I got back to my house was up in flames, with my entire family inside, I not only lost my family in that fire I lost myself, the cops had informed me that the fire wasn't an accident, someone set it, I went on a rampage trying to find the person responsible, it was someone I trusted, a hunter sent to kill me and my family just because we were different, we never spilled blood but it didn't matter to them, all they saw was the wolves inside us, I wanted to kill her for what she took away from me, but I couldn't I couldn't do it, I was weak," I finish saying tears forming in my eyes.
Harlan moves over from where he's standing to Gray and embraces him in a hug. "I'm so sorry I've been such a hard-ass, I believe you alright, you're not the only wolf anymore, we're here for you," Harlan says still grabbing on Grayson, the two of us just enjoying the comfort of each others grasp. Out of no where Everett's phone starts buzzing, he shows us who's calling, no caller id. "Is it him?" Luna asks. "It's the only no caller I get," he replies.
"Don't answer it." Why not?" "Garett said not to." "Okay but the first time he called, he helped me, he told me to run and it probably saved my life, maybe he's trying to help us again," Everett adds and a gasp is made from Luna as she pulls out her ringing phone. "Has he ever called you?" Everett asks Luna and she shakes her head. The caller then calls me and Harlan. Everett answers from his phone.
"He took the flight, and on the silent plains, is howling in his attempts to speak. He raves and rages and his greedy jaws desiring their accustomed slaughter, turn against the sheep, still eager for their blood, his gesture separates in shaggy hair, his arms are changed to legs and as a wolf he has the same gray locks, the same hard face, the same bright eyes, the same ferocious look," the caller says as they hang up.
"What the fuck was that," Harlan says confused. "Ovid," both me and Luna reply, turning to each other. "The guy on the phone?" Blake asks "No the Roman poet," Luna replied. "It's the story of Lycaon, he was the king of Arcadia and he built a temple to honor Zeus but tried feeding him human flesh, Zeus didn't really like that so he destroyed his kingdom with lightning bolts and turned Lycaon into a wolf," I explain. "Lycaon as in lycanthrope, he was the first werewolf," Everett adds as his phone starts buzzing again.
"It kills every night," the caller says. "Okay who the fuck are you and what do you want," Harlan asks sternly. "At the moment I'm your teacher so be a good student, it kills every night and now it kills for you, the wolf kills to satisfy a predatory drive it kills and then hides until the moon rises and it hunts again, but you can stop it." "How?" Everett asks the caller. "Blake knows, it's the only reason she's still standing here." "Together, we stop him together," Blake states. "So it's gonna kill tonight?" Everett asks. "Are you listening Everett? It kills every night," the caller says as they hang up. "He sent a location," Everett says
