The Broken Werewolves: The Forbidden Law

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Meeting In The Middle Of The Night 

 Cloud has called a meeting, in the middle of my sleep, in the middle of the night. There were million things running in my head when Perry decided to throw some pebbles on my room's window. I thought Perry was just messing with me, but when I opened the window, I saw he had a serious expression on his face, the kind of face you wear when something bad is going to happen, and you know it. Something like that. And now, I'm standing in a room, where the werewolves are standing up groggily (except Marcus and Perry, who have mastered keeping a blank face at everything). Cloud has called up a meeting, and he's the only person who's not here in this room.

My legs are practically shaking. Not out of fear, but cold. I'm wearing my pajamas, not the thick ones, but the thinner ones, so the cold can really seep into it easily. I can't believe I'm wearing my pajamas just for this meeting. My eyes scan the area, realizing that I'm looking for one specific guy, and he's the only person who's not here. I try thinking that it's only because I just want to have this meeting done. I'm not even part of the pack anymore. I think I never did, and never will. But despite giving myself a reason to believe that I want to have this meeting done as soon as possible, I find myself not believing it at all. That fact makes me want to be angry at myself, but that would be a big rub on my face. The best thing I can do is to ignore everything and pray this meeting would be glory as heaven.

Finally, Cloud comes walking into the room, his hair slightly disheveled, as if he's been running his big fingers through his hair. He has small bags underneath his eyes, but despite that, he still looks good and cannot be considered a flaw. When he's standing now in front of the room, his eyes, like a lazer that can make people turn into ash, grace the room and find mine, and as soon as those eyes hold mine, I feel like my heart has gained pounds, and it feels heavy in me, and is blazing fire. I flush, squirming a bit when his stare becomes a bit darker and warmer and softer.

Marcus and Perry stand beside Cloud, clapping his back and Cloud's gaze on mine breaks, to look at both of them. I want to hide myself behind the bodies before me. This meeting is taking too long, and it hasn't even started yet. I gulp, suddenly uncomfortable of everything. I have never been part of a meeting before, even back at the past. So this meeting is pretty new to me. Everything is new to me.

The last meeting I've been to, though it was not really a meeting but a humuliation day, was the day of discovering Cloud and I were mates. Funny. Not.

I push it out of my mind, the horrible memory, so I won't be in distressed, but knowing myself, sooner or later, I'd remember that later.

Cloud is wearing a black jacket, a blank pants, and a blank shoes, his hands equipped with black gloves. Seeing him wear those, it's like he's one of the assassins in Asian cultures or something. Though that outfit is not really an Asian thing.

"I'm sorry I called up a meeting in the middle of the night," begins Cloud as he eyes everyone in the room, and so that's when I hide again. I hate having Cloud's eyes on me, trained on me. I hate that. "And I hate to break it to you guys, but this is important. No more chitchats, direct to the point, there has been an attack in the northern part. Our brothers. They have been slaughtered, pups murdered, no one survived." My breath hitches, heart beating so fast. Pups murdered. No one survived. That is horrible. Those kids are basically the future of our kind, of their kind. The face of each person in the room has a scared and shock expression, as they process what the Alpha has just said seconds ago. Even mine cannot be hidden. "There has been an investigation going on, and we're not going to stop until we find what caused it, and who did it. Just want to let you know that I'm not scaring everyone, but I just want you to have an information, to be cautious more, those culprits, I know that it's a Rogues doing."

Rogues doing.

Those animals, they cannot be helped anymore. I find myself fisting my hands, out of madness. As much as I want to help these people, I can't. I''m just a regular human who was once had a wolf named Furion. The best help I can give is to find Furion and save him, and prevent the darkness thing to capture him. I turn my back on Cloud, not wanting to hear the attack that has happened. It upsets me. The voices behind me fade in a distance as I continue to walk away.

The light of the moon gives its way to me, making me blind for a moment as I look at the flat violet sky. The air cools my skin as I walk away from the house. My arms wrap around myself, and I can see myself breathing ice as I inhale and exhale.

"You should not be wandering at night," a voice stops me from walking and it feels like my body's main system has malfunctioned. His cold voice, but beautiful, lingers in my ear. A sound, a music, that I want to hear before I go to sleep, before I shut my eyes, and the sound of a soft pluck of a guitar as I wake up in the morning. I turn around, seeing Cloud standing few meters away from me. His eyes are now a set of fire looking straight at me.

A soft blow of the wind makes his hair fly, and he brushes his hair with his fingers. I rub my arms, trying to warm myself, and his eyes fly at the gesture of my hands rubbing my arms. I stop my eyes from wandering around his face, his physique, because I know it's not going to be good. Awkward silence greets us, hovers around the air, and it's getting thicker as the clock ticks.

"Um,"

"What am I really doing here?" I find myself asking to him, setting a straight gaze at him. He seems shock at my outburst, at my straightforwardness, as if he didn't see it coming (because he really didn't see it coming, I know). Cloud opens his mouth, then closes it, as if he didn't know how to let out the words, as if he didn't know how to give me an answer. "You know what? I'm confused. I'm really confused at everything. I ran off, because of you, from you, because I was hurting. I got hurt. And then, someone gave me an idea to move on, and after spending my real life in London for a year, I thought I had the life that I wanted. But no. Everything was just not... everything was just not the way I wanted it to be. Everything was just a temporary things that were given to me, so I could enjoy my real life for a bit. And then we got back here, and then Perry and Marcus showed up, you showed up, and suddenly, I'm back again in my real, real world. You know that?"

"Calm down, Kieran." He says in a calm voice, holding his hand out to me. I look at it with malice, and then roll my eyes. As if I'm going to take it. "I know - "

"No, you don't know anything." I cut him off, placing a palm on my forehead, feeling myself heat up. The emotions are all the same. The emotions that I thought I had poured out already, it's still here inside me, and I'm still going to pour it out. About to pour it out. "You have no idea what I've been through. I don't even know why I'm in this place, in here, with you, in the first place when in fact, I'm not even part of the pack anymore. I've never been part of it. I've never been part of..."

I stomp my foot on the ground out of irritation and turn my back on him, then look at the moon above me. I calm myself, letting myself breath in and out, slowly. I feel his presence behind me, and the scent of him tickles my skin; a combination of old books, and vanilla. His scent tickles my nosetrils, flowing inside my head, and my heart suddenly recognizes the scent, that it belongs to him, and it will never belong to anyone.

"I just want everything to be okay, like how I wished it to be in the first place." I whisper softly, so low that I thought I'm the only one who heard it, but Cloud did.

My breath hitches, heart stops, as I feel his muscular arms wrap around me, and I find myself frozen on the spot. His arms are like a thick blanket on me, warming me up, trying not to make me feel the coldness of the air, of life, of the past. My hands instinctively hold his as his arms tighten around me. I feel myself holding onto him for support, because I feel like I'm about to break. Again. For so many times.

"I... I know..." Cloud begins as he rests his forehead against my neck, his breath fanning my back and it sends shiver down my spine. "I know I don't have the right to do this, to wrap my arms around you like nothing bad happened between us. I know I'm asking too much, but... this time, let's just forget everything and pretend that everything is okay, that I did not reject you, that your wish came true, that my wish came true, that I was not afraid and hurt, that you were not afraid and hurt."

Cloud turns me around, and his eyes find mine as he cups my hands with his strong hands. The tip of his nose lands on mine, and he smiles the sad one.

"I did a big mistake," he continues, shutting his eyes as he tells me, "and that mistake's to let you go, to let you run away, to reject you. And I'm regretting it, everyday, when I go to bed, when I wake up in the morning. I feel weak. I am weak without you, and that's why the pack had suffered. Because of me. Because I was weak. And now, they're going to suffer, because I am weak."

The feel of his arms around me, it's heaven. I lean down on him, my back resting against his chest as I drown myself in his scent, in his warm arms wrapped around me. This feels wrong, and I know it's wrong, but it makes everything right. This feeling... I supposed to be feeling it prior to everything. I supposed to be feeling this when I found out that Cloud was my mate. Not now. His arms would have been my sanctuary in the first place, my home. My true home. But it disappeared when he rejected me. Everything became disalligned. And now, the past, present and future are colliding, bumping into each other with forces, and my brain feels like it's going to explode.

I don't know how much time we spent standing together, his arms wrapped around me. All I know is, this is the time to let go of everything and to be truely free for once in my life. I have said that a million times, to let go of everything, but never once in my life that I really did it. Would now be an exception?

I take a step back, scratching the back of my head as I fight myself from not looking at him in the eyes. "I should go home," I say, looking anywhere but him. People are starting to get out of the house, and go back to their respective houses, and this is the best time to go home. Probably. If mom found out that I'm not in my room right now, because she has a habit of checking on us in the middle of the night, she would wait for me and demand for some statements and answers, and she would ground me, and she would be stressed.

"I'll drive you home," he says, still smiling sadly. I'm about to protest when he puts his palm on my mouth to keep me from talking, and I give him a glare. He chuckles, and it's so good in my ears that I just want him to laugh hard for me. Perhaps I could listen to it all day. "Come on," he motions for me and I exhale, telling myself that he would just drive me home.

He drives me home, and now, we're in the middle of the road, moon still above us, and when I take a look at what time it is, it's 3 o'clock in the morning. The radio is in a low volume, playing old songs, and right now, it's playing Only You. I focus my eyes on the blurry trees passing by, my palm resting underneath my chin as my elbow rests on the windowsill.

Cloud hums the tune of the song and it catches my attention, which makes me look at him. He bobs his head slowly as he hums, and when he sees me watching him, he gives me a smile that could probably light up the world right now. In fact, his smile could replace the glowing moon above the clouds, across the shade of violet sky with sparkling stars. My cheeks heat up, and I immediately look at the road in front of us. He chuckles, and from the corner of my eyes, I can see him shaking his head, the smile still lingering on his lips. And I find myself smiling. And then I see something weird.

"Stop the car," I say, and Cloud immediately stops the car, stepping on the break and it's a good thing I'm wearing the belt or I would have flown away, out of the car. My back lands on the soft cushion behind me, and it knocks the breath out of me. Cloud looks at me worriedly and removes his seatbelt, so he can lean in and inspect if there are any damages done on me. I sign that I'm okay, and then remove the belt so I can get out and inspect outside. Both Cloud and I get out of the car, and then as we take a step closer, slowly, what I saw few minutes ago, it's really him.

It's Troy.

"Troy!" I shout at him, and for a moment, he looks at me, his head whipping in my direction. A wide smile spreads on my lips, and as I'm about to run, a black wolf lunges himself on him. I gasp, stepping back a little and staring in shock at Troy and the wolf. The wolf looks at me and bares his fangs on me. Cloud decides to interfere and transform himself into a werewolf, then lunges at the wolf who attacked Troy. I take a step, slowly and carefully, while looking at the black wolf. Troy stands up, groaning as he tries to balance himself. Troy shouts at me and my eyes go wide as my brain processes what he has said.

The last thing I hear is Troy speaking in a different language, while I watch another wolf lunge on me, with its pointy teeth on display, and Cloud's wolf running pass me to attack the wolves that are about to tear us apart, and then a dark green talismans flying in the direction of the wolves, coming from behind me. From Troy. And then I fall on my knees, suddenly exhausted. My visions become blurry, my breathing becomes shallow, and then I fall on my back, eyes focusing on the sky above me... and then everything becomes black, like a void, and then I feel nothing. All of a sudden.