Supreme Impostor

1◇Very sad new

Aside from the fact that I am too tired to get up from the couch, there is also the legendary laziness that does not fail to make me yawn, while I continue to change tirelessly the television channels. My exhausted eyes - hidden behind my sunglasses, are fixed on the screen for more than ten hours.

Maybe I should take a break.

Blows are heard at the entrance, blows that I ignore superbly for two minutes. Yet, my lack of response does not seem to deter the individual who drums so insistently. It really has the gift of irritating me.

"You know very well that I can easily burst this door, so open it!"

Oh, ultimately it's Garnet ? This stubborn moron serves as my best friend - more than a brother. I tell him everything and he does the same, the proof, he confessed to me four years ago to be a werewolf living in a pack. I laughed at this revelation, but when he showed proof - turning into a giant pooch, I fainted.

Not very glorious, but let's move on.

Fear quickly takes over my laziness, when I remember the inhumane strength that Garnet possesses, and the fatal fate he reserves for my door if I do not open it to him in the next ten seconds. So I get up like a possessed man to rush to the entrance. As soon as I open my door, I see his fist suddenly braked a few centimeters from my face, avoiding a concussion. And for that, I thank him.

"Were you really going to break my door down?"

He shrugs his shoulders with a brief growl.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses in the apartment?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I look at the game of Thrones saga, and I need my eyes to stay competent for my job. Ingenious? I know."

He seems to refrain from telling me how stupid I am. Then he ignores me, bypasses me and leaves in my kitchen where he recovers a stock of beer deposited in the fridge, previously by himself. Without a sound, he sits on the floor in front of the sofa and strips a first bottle - which his lips welcome in the second.

"Hmm... ? Wolfy is upset?" I asked while yawning.

I close the door and return to the living room to sit on the sofa in one place, to the right of the one against which Garnet is leaning. Thus, I am safe away from the angry big bad wolf.

I put my show on pause, enough to be at his disposal. What a great friend I am.

"You want to tell me?"

He gives me an empty look. His black irises radiate a little, while his pupils shrink - making him look bigger. And soon, to embellish the whole thing, I see tears pouring softly down his cheeks as he turns his head away. Oh okay, that's serious. In eight years, I've never seen Garnet cry, not once.

"The Supreme Alpha is dead" he says in a hoarse voice.

I frown and lean a little forward, absolutely shocked by this revelation. Before I even reply, Garnet has time to open a second beer.

"I feel everything and nothing... I feel lost and yet I... I... am empty, Jelyan."

He's trying to line things up, but I can see he's struggling. I don't know what exactly he feels, because I only remember the theories he himself instilled in me over time. When a supreme alpha dies, all werewolves then feel a deeper sadness than anything, worse than the distress caused by the death of a parent, a brother, a child. You don't even have to know the deceased to feel this ordeal. And it will last until another takes the place of supreme.

I approach him and take him in my arms, even if he makes a good face in addition. I pat his back and tell him it's going to be okay, it's just a matter of time. He says things I find hard to understand, stammering that he hates this destructive feeling, that what he feels is worse than the death of his late mother.

"That's unfair!" he yells, "I didn't know this guy, his death is not supposed to affect me so much!"

He lets go of me and begins to walk around the living room, growling and drinking, while his dark eyes grow like those of an animal again. He's about to lose it.

"Garnet, calm down."

I don't know what to do to comfort him. His imminent explosion does not guarantee me any security, because when he loses control - which is very rare coming from him, he turns into a wolf the size of a horse, a big bad wolf that tends to... attack. The only time it happened, a star found himself in a hurry and his lamborghini at the scrap yard.

I cannot say what is more dramatic.

Garnet sighs, and goes to sit on the couch, gently putting the beer bottle at his feet. Maybe he figured it wouldn't have much effect on his werewolf brain.

"How did he die?"

The brown guy shrugs his shoulders and keeps his head down.

"I just know that he will be replaced tomorrow evening."

"Already?" I wonder when I sit on the sofa opposite.

"Yes, because two of our young people committed suicide. They could not manage their feelings when the distress fell on them suddenly, without them knowing why. We want to prevent this from happening again in the next few days."

I nod, arms crossed. Honestly, it shocks me. I then slide a hand over my mouth taking a deep breath. I close my eyes, take off my glasses, and slide a hand into my blond hair. This situation is a little beyond me. I didn't think I could be surprised again since Garnet revealed his true nature to me. I have more to learn about his world than I thought.

"How is that going to happen?" I asked, opening my eyes, "who is going to replace the supreme alpha?"

He straightens his head and looks up at the ceiling. Then he offers me a mysterious look, slightly squinting at his eyes, always beastly. I don't like the masses, but I know he won't hurt me.

"The goddess of the moon will come during a ritual. She will awaken the spirit of the great wolf. The latter will then take possession of the body of the one he considers worthy, and the goddess will name the chosen Supreme Alpha.

Fascinating and fantastic. I always drink his words when it comes to his world.

"Do you see these spirits when they arrive? Where are they invisible to the eye?"

"If you really want to know, just come."

I lean my head, really surprised. Garnet offers me a look that shows me that he is quite serious in his remarks... I don't know what to say. Since the beginning, Garnet has always told me that humans should not be too involved in his world. So I did not find the usefulness and the opportunity to oppose it. I've had curiosity drives before, but without them out of respect for his trust.

But now that I can really get into his world, it would be foolish to be thin-mouthed.

"I will."