King of the Alphas

Four; The Alpha Kings Return

Poem- A crystal forest by William Sharp

Chapter Four
The Alpha King's Return

Abagail

"The air is blue and keen and cold,
With snow the roads and fields are white"

I looked up in fear of what was going to happen next. The werewolves started to hit us, kick us.
I couldn't see much, my heartbeat was quick, and I could hear my own breath inside my mind.

Thump

"But here the forest's clothed with light
And in a shining sheath enrolled."

Thump

Dahlia lay next to me, unconscious. The wolves laughed and walked away.
I tried to keep my eyes open.

Thump

"Each branch, each twig, each blade of grass,
Seems clad miraculously with glass:
Above the ice-bound streamlet bends
Each frozen fern with crystal ends."

Thump

When was this all to end?
I fell to the ground and closed my eyes.

Thump

"For in that solemn silence is heard in the whisper of every sleeping thing:
Look, look at me, Come wake me up for still here I'll be."

Thump

The whisper of a poem I once knew was ringing in my ears. Was I alive?
I could hear the sounds of many people surrounding me.
I heard the voice of Andrew screaming for Dahlia. My body was heavy, I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't pick myself up.

The poem repeated in my mind.
I had a weird feeling in my gut.
Until I jutted awake, flying up into a sitting position so fast like I came from a nightmare.
I gasped for a breath and looked around.

Lots of the school surrounded us. Dahlia was crying in Andrew's arms, and I just sat there with my heart pounding, blank eyes.

The words of an old poem I once knew fell from my mind, and as I tried to remember it, it was gone. Like it was something I could only hear in my dreams. Something I have once heard before. But it slipped away the moment I heard it.

Sarah ran by my side as I could move. I was in shock.
"Abagail, are you alright?" She asked. "The pack doctors are on their way right now. I lost the werewolves back there but I didn't know where you were and I was so scared-" Sarah started to cry.

It shouldn't be like this.
It should never have been like this.

"It's okay. I'll heal." I tried to smile.

"Things are never going to change." Ronnie said from behind Sarah with a sad smile.

I knew that most werewolves weren't the worst but, they were discriminatory even if they didn't mean to be. I didn't want to be apart of it any more. I didn't feel like I fit. Especially when this happened.

"I don't know Ronnie." Andrew said softly. "Werewolves who advocate for humans are a minority, and most of those wolves have human mates anyway. But one day, things will get better for you guys. I will try make things better for you guys." Andrew smiled.

He was a Theta to be. Theta was a fourth in command. It was; Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Theta, and Delta. This meant in our pack he had a say when it came to the higher titles.
We needed more werewolves like him.

I was so over being hurt, being put and forced into a position I didn't ask to be in.

We walked back to the school slowly, as if nothing happened. I limped in, my knee bruised.
The music had stopped and the party was over.
Instead, in front of us held ambulances for us to get checked out.

My dress was ripped at the bottom and I felt my tears start to fall down my cheeks again.

Being stuck in a place put me into a deep depression.
My friends at school helped heal it, but when things like this happen, it's hard to make it go away.
My mother always tried to get me help.

But I was blank now. My eyes were no longer sparkling.

The whole school was swarming around us outside, people asking us if we were alright.

And then everything seemed to halt. All at once, you could feel it in the air.
I wasn't sure what it was, but I had assumed the werewolves knew. Their ears seemed to perk and their eyes glistened.

"He's out." A werewolf whispered.

"What's out?" Dahlia asked even quieter now.
Andrew stood in front of her protectively.

"The King of the Alphas. He's actually out of the castle." He said back.

I thought those were all myths.
My mind was spinning trying to figure the night out.

"Aren't those myths?" Ronnie asked softly.

"No." Andrew said again. "The higher titles of the packs learn werewolf history. And werewolves know he's real, just don't dare speak of him."

"We must all go home right now. He must be looking for something. Don't get in his way." One of the wolves from the crowd had said.

The air stiffened.
My heart was pounding all over again as the frightened school started running home.

I was bumped into many people, as I saw my friends run away from me too.
I was scared- terrified.

My body still hurt from being beaten, and my mind was spinning even faster than ever.

What was going on?

I started to walk my way home.
The streets at this point were empty, and eerily silent.
I had never been able to walk home this peacefully before.

My shredded dress softly grazed the ground, and I held my hands to my arms to keep myself warm.
There were no limos or cars around, as everyone stayed inside, scared of the Alpha King- hoping he wasn't here for anything in particular.

My heart pounded as well. I never got out much. I wasn't sure where my house was.
The air grew colder and colder, and the wind drew stronger.

The street I was on looked familiar, but for an introvert that purposely stayed home so that they couldn't interact with any wolves- I could be anywhere at this point.

And then I heard footsteps behind me.
Everything seemed to stop.
I tried to walk faster, but they wouldn't go away.

And then he was in front of me.
I closed my eyes.
I didn't dare open them.

He sucked in a breath as he walked close to me.
I could hear his quick breaths from above me, signifying his height.

"It's you."
He said.

I didn't open my eyes.

"It's really you."

I looked down now, starting to see stars in my vision.

"You called for me. I heard your cry, your howl." He said softly.
His voice was so soft, so warm, so so calm.
My heart was pounding so fast in my chest.

"You can open your eyes." He said.