Eyes wide I bolt upright grasping for breath. Hand to my chest bright lights sting my eyes as I look to my surroundings.
"Your up" Doc signs medical charts while nurses refill and wrap dressings
"That's a lot of dressing docs" a grim expression present on his features with large bags under eyes
"You look beat"
"No my dear, you were the one that was beat' stepping beside me with a gentle tap of the knee
"How you feeling ?" Torch in hand checking my vitals
"Fine, what's going on? What don't I know?" The same tight expression present
"You've been out a ... week nearly two"
"What ?!" Pulling tubing from my arms "Get me out of this doc" his hands cover my own
" I will, but first there's something you should know .."
On quick feet, I push open double doors to command one's large meeting room
"Why didn't you pull me ?" My question and presence fills the room. Luna and Lucas look to one another, then to me surprised but pleased. Ewen remains expressionless, Alpha standing
"Clear the room" his voice booms, for once he looked old
"I was right here,"
"You was injured,"
"I would of healed!"
"You needed time"
"I was fine!"
"NO" his voice echoed "your lucky you made it out alive!" He growled
"That is my job. I'm made for these types of situations!" Both our knuckles are white, pressing hard to the overly large table
"It was my call, to give you time to .."
"We've lost two of our defences because of your decision,"
"I am your Alpha" his features tense. "You do not question me"
"Why are you letting him trap us like this ?!" Motioning wide with my arm."We're fish in a barrel all because you refuse to stop him"
"That's enough Amaris" body tensing
"What is it that he has on you ?" Watching his features "there must be a reason you refuse to stop him?!"
"I said enough! " flipping his chair, his chest heaves. Veins pulse across his forehead as he struggles to control his transformation. Punching the desk I leave, slamming the doors on my way
"Fucking urgh !" Kicking up dirt. Running to the library, I'm determined to know why or find out everything I can about him, it. But the only way to do that is by going to the start.
"Hey Nigel" our local historian, "I need to know where to find out everything on the black wolf." his brow raises
"You know," sighing, rolling my eyes. "Silver eyes, bloodmoon kinda gu.."
"I know who you mean" slamming a book shut. Dust flutters around him. "How long you got ?"
"However long it takes to get me to the start." He scales some ladders pushing himself along the columns
"Here are the fables" passing me a collection "Hmm here is some history on Crisida" looking to my full arms
"Start with them, I'll bring coffee" offering a small smile and thanks I set up for a long night.
*********
"Found anything?" Refilling my cup and leaving some fresh shortbread that I sweep up instantly, moaning with delight at their buttery warm centers
"Erm" crunch "Nothing other then the usual, blood moon, shadows yadder yadder" more crunching
"No mention of how he came to be.." looking to Nigel "he wasn't just fabricated or spawned from hell, he's come from somewhere!" Nigel pushes up his glasses
"You know... I don't think anyone's ever bothered to ask before"
"How old are these fairytales ?"
"Let's see..." Sliding the book his way,"I'd say about .. over a century, the fall of cressida happened what about seventeen years ago"
"Roughly how long I've lost parents .." Voice quiet, Nigels expression softened
"Fancy helping me track this guy down ?, they'll be a record somewhere and with him not being known round here, I would of thought he's originally from Crisida"
"Good detective work, Amaris," nod of approval. "I'll be right back"
Leather binded and as thick as a tire book slams next to me. Raising my head from my forearm and wiping a small amount of drool from mouth I look to Nigel
"You should rest"
"I'm fine, this it ?"
"All we got" he nods
"Then it'll do" opening to the first page
Four hours later and midnight is creeping upon us, my eyes fall to a young couple
"You have your father's eyes and your mother's hair" smiling gently to the photo, my finger traces their embraced outline
"Casey and Lorrine" in the corner, a portrait of a man stands head full of hair, arms folded. Some sort of coach to a group of boys on the opposite page
"Wait a minute that coach, is he ..." Nigel squints then pushes at his glasses
"Why yes it is, it's our Alpha Omar" squinting close, I study the boys when my body feels cold all over
"You alright ?" I shakily nod
"Too much caffeine" Grabbing the books "think I'm ready to call it" he nods understandingly
"I'll put these back"
"Thanks," squeezing his forearm before leaving
"Do come back if you need anything else" I nod, offering a tired smile
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Lupus
WerewolfErebus is a rogue, a leader, an ass in a pack that has no Alpha, lurking only in the shadows wanting what isn't his and ruthless in his techniques to try and take it. The bogey man to the Cresent clan and the legend to the downfall that was once the...
