Ch-3 Meeting the Alpha

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INFLUENZA-59, THE MOONLIGHT PACK, ALPHA'S OFFICE-

The Alpha was engrossed in paperwork in his office when a sudden knock broke his concentration. "Come in." he commanded. The door creaked open, and Jack entered, placing a stack of papers on the desk. "How do you manage to work tirelessly? Don't you ever get weary?" Jack inquired as he settled into the chair opposite the desk. Alpha Darius simply shrugged and replied, "I don't have a choice. Neglecting my duties is not an option." His expression turned serious as he continued, "The guards detected suspicious activity on the western border. I've bolstered security, but we need to exercise caution." "I need to discuss something with you." Jack interjected. "Go on," Darius encouraged. "Yesterday, as I was heading home, I spotted two humans on the eastern border." Jack revealed. "Humans? Do they know about our existence? How did they even find their way here?" Darius interjected. "They overheard you warning the witch and witnessed you seizing the potion of Theronis from her before leaping into the Earth portal. The witch caught sight of them and trapped them here." Jack explained. "How can you be sure they are telling the truth?" Darius questioned. "They didn't tell me. directly I overheard them before going to bed. You know, my hearing is just so good." Jack joked. "That's because you're a werewolf. Where are they now?" Darius asked. "They are currently at my residence." Jack replied. After thinking for a while Darius declared, "I want to talk to them first. Then I'll decide whether they can stay or not" "Understood" Jack said and exited the office.

CALYPSO AND SILVIA'S ROOM –

Calypso opened the door and walked inside, with Silvia close behind. The room was vast, with two separate beds and a bedside cabinet nestled between them. Large windows with a beautiful view, and a sleek TV stood in one corner. The attached washroom led to a spacious walk-in closet, making the room feel even more luxurious. "It's stunning!" Silvia exclaimed, bouncing onto her bed. Calypso smiled and settled onto her bed, ready for a good night's sleep.

 Calypso smiled and settled onto her bed, ready for a good night's sleep

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Later that night, Calypso woke up when she heard someone sobbing. She looked around and saw Silvia clutching a pillow. Her face was buried in the pillow and her shoulders were shaking as she cried. "Silvia?" Calypso said softly. Silvia slowly looked at Calypso revealing her tear-stained face. "Why are you crying?" Calypso asked. "I-I don't want to stay here...I want t-to go home." Silvia replied as more tears started to come out of her eyes. Calypso got up and sat near her. "We will find a way" Calypso said quietly. "When?! I want to see my parents again! I want to meet my friends!" Silvia yelled. "Let's wander in the park. That will distract you." Calypso suggested ignoring Silvia because she had no answer to that. She grabbed Silvia's arm and dragged her outside the room.

INFLUENZA-59, MOONLIGHT PACK'S PARK-

Calypso and Silvia stumbled upon a chilling sight in the park: a werewolf engrossed in a mysterious book. Suddenly, the creature's eyes began to glow, and a portal opened before them. Seizing a distraught girl with brown eyes and hair, the werewolf callously hurled her into the portal before vanishing into thin air. "Do werewolves possess magical abilities?" Calypso pondered, her brow furrowed in concern. "As far as I know, they can only shapeshift into wolves at will. They shouldn't have supernatural powers." Silvia replied. "Should we hunt him?" Calypso inquired urgently. "Absolutely not! What if he decides to throw us into that portal as well?" Silvia cautioned, memories of their previous misadventures flooding back. "But she was—" Calypso began, only to be cut off by Silvia. "No excuses. I don't want any more trouble. Let's turn in for the night." Silvia insisted, and they retreated to rest, their minds still reeling from the otherworldly encounter.

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