Dean's pov
Beep, beep beep
I opened my eyes and shut them immediately, the rays of sunshine blinded me. I looked around me and found myself in the pack hospital.
What am I doing here. I asked nobody in particular.
" Oh, alpha you're awake" I looked to my side and found the pack doctor standing by the beeping machine
" What happened" I asked with my croaked voice while trying to sit up in the bed . The doctor came to help me up.
" You passed out in the burnt field"
Just then, I remembered everything.
The burnt field
The grumbling people
The pounding pain in my head
The vision.Wait, the vision
Oh, God"How long was I out for". I asked while glancing around like I'll find the witch.
"Five hours"
"Ok" I nodded
"Alpha, you need to rest. I have sent for beta Michael, he's on his way"
Just then, the door opened and beta Michael and my gamma came in.
"Alpha how are you feeling" Michael said and came to sit on the edge of the bed while the gamma stood by the beeping machine. The beeping sound of that thing is annoying.
" I'm fine, I heard I've been out for five hours"
"Yes, you were unconscious, the people have been worried"
"How many hours till I'm out if here"
"Pretty soon, in two hours".
"Alpha, I'm sorry but I have to leave now, there's a meeting with the warriors" my gamma said.
I waved a hand to dismiss him and he went outside leaving me alone with Michael.
" So what happened, because I know what happened back there in the field was out of the ordinary" Michael said leaning closer to me.
I sighed deeply.
"It's the witch, she showed me a vision. A vision of the past.""Of the past?, Of our pack with the witches.?"
" I don't know if it's our pack but what I saw. It wasn't a clean battle. At first, there were about twenty wolves in it. There was a map of a witch territory on a table in their middle. They were planning an attack but it didn't involve the while warriors of the pack. It was like a secret battle."
"Their leader, do you know him?" Michael asked.
Do I know their leader? I thought about it.
In the books of wolves I have read, have I seen his face before?
I replayed his image in my mind againHe was a burly man with a full lips, high forehead, broad face, small chin, small nose, short and narrow jaw, high cheekbones, clear and smooth skin, and wide-set blue green eyes. His dark blonde shoulder length hair was tucked behind his ears. He had a dangerous yet attractive look.
Looking back at it, the man looked quite familiar like I've seen his face somewhere but I can't place my mind.
A small frown formed on my forehead. Michael noticed and asked. "What's the problem""Their leader, he looked quite familiar" I described his features to Micheal but he had no clue who he was.
I continued " and then, I found myself in the battlefield. These same wolves were fighting with the witches. They killed them, the kids, old and young. Everyone of them were killed. And before I drifted back to conciousness, she left a message"
"What did she say" Michael cut in
"She will come for us, all if us."
"It's evident what she wants, revenge. And it's sure she won't stop until she gets it. Revenge for wiping out her people"
"What I don't understand is what this has to do with us. Perhaps our past alpha declared the war. But it's not in the historical books, there's nothing like us fighting the witches."
We weren't friends either though
"It's high time we went back to the library" Michael said and I nodded and sank deeper into the bed.
Three hours later, Michael and I were sitting in the library with stacks of books on the table in front of us. Dozens of scrolls too.
I heaved a sigh "found anything yet?" I asked Michael
"Nope" he asked without looking up.I didn't talk any further.
I continued reading, I've always loved history so I didn't get bored.
Everything that has happened to our pack was in there.
Our ancestor Damon Warren. He wasn't just our ancestor. He was a legend, he was the one that stopped the view of female wolves as weak. He helped the females prove that they weren't weaklings. Till this day, the day of the independence of women is still celebrated on the 17th of March.
I snapped out of that thought and replayed the image of the mystery man again. As I thought of it, his face became clearer and more familiar.
I narrowed my eyes in concentration. I stood up abruptly and caught Micheal's attention."What happened" he stood up too. I didn't give him an answer as only on thing was on my mind
The alpha's scroll.
The alpha's scroll is an ancient scroll that consists of the painting of all the past Alphas. Starting from Alpha Damon to me.
The painting is done by the Xander family. Only people from the Xander bloodline can paint the alpha.The scroll is always placed in a special part of the shelf and sealed with a spell that only the alpha can take it out.
I took the scroll out and unrolled it. I traced the names and pictures of the Alphas until my eyes landed on the exact man I have been looking for.Alpha Doom Warren, the 7th alpha of the Stone cold pack.
From stories I heard, he lived up to his name. His tenure was full of torture and suffering.
I wasn't too surprised it turned out to be him but why wasn't the war recorded."Man, would you talk already, this silence is killing" Michael asked from across me with a curious look on his face
I showed him the scroll and pointed to Alpha Doom.
"Oh" Michael said with his mouth still open. It's evident he was lost for words. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish in water.
"I don't know why we don't know about this but I think it's time dad came home" I said and Michael simply nodded. He is as lost as I am.
It's time to know what skeletons are in whose cupboard.
Soooooooo that's chapter 11. I know I've not been posting as promised. I'm really trying but I'm having a writer's block. Huge one. And I think to keep my mind busy, I'll be writing another story.
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