Spasm
1252 Words
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Adriella glanced at the window and saw her uncle leave. She had quiet provoked him and knew that he definitely will carry out their full moon ritual with or without her. She wanted to wave farewell as the truck drove out the terrace. She wanted to wave farewell to her uncle but, it was crystal clear from his face; Anthony will not look up to the window. He was infuriated already by Adriella not joining them for the next moon hunt, he doesn't know what has gotten into his niece. Adriella on her own, did not care about what he feeling or thinking. She was in love with a charming alpha, who captured her love with his enthralling stories and humorous charisma. It was obvious, if Anthony learnt about her affair with a member of an enemy pack; not just a member but a future ALPHA of the Ironclaws, She might face banishment….the worse fate for any werewolf.
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It rained heavily today in Lexinton, earlier on the sky have been giving signs of lightning bolts indicating a tremendous downpour. Castor was sitted in his apartment, drinking coffee. He was living in the fifth floor of Bridgestone.
Bridgestone is a large building in the middle of Lexinton's town. It was five - storey, large concrete building. It was built a long time ago and was rented out interested tenants.
It has always been Castor desire to live alone , away from his pack. His parents were living in the outskirts too. He chooses to live in the town central for his job and personality. He is the owner of a publishing company known as Karl HoodsCorp. He loves living a simple life, despite the fact that he has a mansion at the outskirts of the city, he chooses to live in an apartment in the town's urbs.
For his pack, Castor usually shows up when their was a mooncall in the woods. He never neglects that. He knew almost every member of his pack. The leader of his pack was his father 'Kagzerion'. Castor and his father have not been in good terms lately Infact, Castor have not visited his pack for the usual moon hunt they used to have together. It all started when uncle Calton was murdered on a moon hunt chase by the Lonefox. This was just a few days after Castor met Adriella in Store and they fell in love.
Having gone to Adriella's house as usual, not literally inside but on top of the tree in her yard. He will sing to her and make their night all lovey-dovey till she will laugh and cry and wish he never goes home. But, in need to remain on alert. Castor has to mindful on the amount of time spent. He sensed their was always a possibility of one of the member of the Ironclaws following him. His wolf instincts never fails.
"Ugh. It is gonna be a cold night." Castor was holding his teacup, he blew a little air to content and stirred gently. He took a sip, stood up and walked towards his bed. He sat gently, still holding his cup.
KNOCK KNOCK!!!
Their was a knock at the door.. At first, Castor hesitated to answer then, he called out.
"Who is there?"
There was no response. Just when he walks to the door to peep into the doorhole. There was a heavy kick on the door. The door burst open with a fling, Castor with the force of the impact fell a few centimeters away. It was a burglary.
The intruder was standing in front of him. He then took off his shirt and transformed to a werewolf. One that Castor have not seen for a long time. The Silverback. This was known as one of the strongest and rarest wolf, the silverback has the ability to fight or even kill the alpha.
Castor knew that fighting one on one with him will create more danger. He had to take the risk. He wanted to transform but, was knocked unconscious by the silverback with one blow in the face. Tumbling, Castor smashed his face on the opposite wall in his room and passed out abruptly.
Their was a groan, then the silverback jumped from the window, glass shattering into pieces.
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The neighbours in his apartment had heard the large noises. They called the police and told them about the noise. In a few minutes, the police and ambulance arrived. Taking Castor to the prestigious Crystal Hospital.
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Meanwhile, in Castor 's room apartment. Their was a tape of "DO NOT ENTER-CRIME SCENE" was crossed around his room from the entrance to every corner. Their were three police constables and a detective.
"What happened here?"
Detective Stellman walked and examined the broken glass window of room 2313; Bridgestone.
"Seems like a burglary." Constable Richard replied. Examining something on the floor.
"But neighbors say they heard the groans and noise of what they thought might be a wild cat..it is still speculation not confirmed yet"
"What have you got ?" Stellman asked.
"We got nothing much yet sir"
"Bring it on" Stellman was looking down from the window down to the streets, he thought of the height of the room to the ground floor.
"Their are footprints on the floorboard" the constable replied.
"Where?"
The detective turned.
"Show me"
The constable showed him the floor, from the entrance of the room where the intruder came in from to where he allegedly stood.
"See this markings," the constable said. Pointing to what was visible large paw-prints of a wild animal.
"..are the markings. But what we don't understand is the footprints we got from the door are different from this. Does it mean a man came and then transformed to a tiger or what not"
"Interesting…"Stellman bent and examined the markings. He shakes his head.
"Any result from the forensics yet?"
"No sir. They are yet to give us feedback" the constable replied with respect.
"And the Victim?"
"Still in Crystal Hospital, unconscious" The constable said. Remarkably.
"What is his name? "
Stellman needed to know who and what he was about to deal with.
"From what we garnered, he is called Castor. C.E.O of the Karl HoodsCorp publishing company. He lives a simple life tho and has as mansion at the outskirts of Lexinton.He has lived in this apartment for more than a year. And he has no criminal record at all. If he has a feud with someone that might what him dead. That we don't know yet" the constable ascertain.
"What about his workers in his company?...any information?"
"No sir." The constable replied.
"Well then. Try and see if you can get anything from where his company" Stellman said. His hands on his hips.
"Yes sir"
"Make sure you leave a guide on this room. No one civilian should come here till we get a hold of what is happening here"
Stellman said, before making one last survey on the apartment then he left.
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Adriella was sitting close to Castor. She had heard about the burglary. She knew it was not not just an ordinary burglary. Someone was against Castor, someone with evil intentions. Their relationship was compromised. It was not safe as they had thought. But who was the attacker?. She is not very sure that her uncle had not known about her affair with Castor yet….well not to her knowledge. Two attacks on her lover was something she could not bear.
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