Stargaze Pack

A Traitor

Asher is led through the house by Lucifer. The tall, athletic man didn't slow down his fast pace, even when Asher tripped.

"Come on," urges Lucifer. "I still have to get your bed ready and check on the pack."

"Do you know every pack member?" questions Asher. Lucifer sighs deeply and nods.

"It's essential I know everyone, especially if I'm to lead the pack one day. If I were to not know someone I could easily forget them in desperate times."

"But.. isn't that like 150 people?"

"No, 123 people to be exact." states Lucifer. "We're here." He stops at a big cedar door and pushes it open. A gust of cedar, cologne, and oddly, forest, smash into Asher. Lucifer steps in and heads to the ginormous closet doors. The room is the size of a small house. A giant bed stood in the middle of the room. A crimson red comforter laid on top, like fondant on a cake. The pillows were pitch black. Off to the side was a black leather couch and a flatscreen TV. The walls were painted snow white.

"Wow." Lucifer turns and smirks.

"You like it?"

"Umm, more like I love it! You live like a king." exclaims Asher. Lucifer swooshes his hand and dismisses the comment. He continues to go through his closet. He pulls out a blood red polo shirt and khakis. He turns and holds them up for Asher to see.

"Will this do?" he asks.

"I'm guessing the color red is your thing?"

"No, I like black better." Lucifer hands Asher his clothes, "You can go change in my bathroom." he gestures to another cedar door. Asher takes them and opens the cedar door in awe.

"Wow. You must be wealthy.." he walks in and shuts the heavy door. Inside a shower meant for four stood off to the side. A ginormous bath is on the other side. Two sinks were by the mirror, oh the mirror, it was as big and long as the wall. The tile and sinks a beautiful night black. Wow. Asher stood in awe and began to change.

Asher laid out on the black couch and began to wake up to yelling. Soon someone or something began to bang on the big cedar door. Asher jumped up and backed up against the corner of the room.

"Jack!!!" came from yelling outside the door. That's when Asher notices a figure standing by the bed. A tall middle-aged man stood there, his blonde hair swept back in bun. His eyes a dark brown trained on Asher.

"Looks like the prince has awaken..." his raspy voice rings out. A small silver glint comes from his hand. Asher looks and sees a knife. The man chuckles and holds the knife up. "You ready to die, wolf? You ready to be slaughtered? Your blood seeping into the carpet?"

"W-what do you want?"

"What your pack stole from my pack, vengeance for my family. Your pack killed them, slaughtered them. It's only fair I do the same to you, Asher!" he bellows. He steps toward Asher and Asher notices he smells like a drunk.

"Jack!! Stop! Your family wouldn't want you to kill a teenage boy!" yells Alpha Dean from behind the door.

"I'm doing what's right for the pack, Alpha. You'll thank me later." Muffled sounds come from the door.

"S-sir I don't know what your talking about.." stutters Asher.

"Yes, you do. Don't lie to me!" the man lashes out with knife and grazes Asher's shoulder as he jumps away. "You're a liar!" the man lashes out again, but this time missing Asher. "Come here, wolf, don't cower!" the man spits out.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm sorry!!" yells Asher. The man scowls and tackles Asher to the ground and begins punching him in the ribs. Asher cries out and kicks the man in the stomach and throws him across the room. Asher's skin begins to burn and he drops to the ground with a cry.