CHAPTER 4: Attack On Velmoria
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I was in my chambers staring at the window of my pack. Roses climbed the stone walls in cascades of red and white, while water fountains sparkled in the moonlight, their gentle splashing filling the air. In my chambers were old books, journals, writings that contained the history of our werewolf Kingdom.
Dust coated the book spines and scattered scrolls, undisturbed for weeks, maybe months.
Images from the ball flooded my mind Lyra's face as we danced, the purple rose in her hair, and then Sebastian's smirk. My jaw tightened, the muscles in my face going rigid.
Sebastian is my brother by birth. We grew up together before his pack, the blood moon pack was destroyed during the great purge.
Luckily for me, I was born with a gift of magic which I inherited from our mother, Nyssa. Unfortunately for Sebastian he did not inherit the full aspect of the magic powers. The bitterness in his eyes whenever he looked at me told that story well enough. I rolled my eyes.
"Lord king.." Leon, my beta walked in with his head bowed.
"Five minutes" he informed me and left. I nodded in understanding.
We are now in the war room for the council meeting.
"To accomplish a United land between all werewolf territory, we need people whom we can trust to be king." I said
"The only pack that needs an eye is the blood moon pack, as you can see after it was destroyed, their king went rogue" I continued.
"Lord king…I the council members heard rumours of king Sebastian being related to you, is that true?" One of the council members asked.
"Sebastian was crowned king in rough circumstances…" I denied.
The council members exchanged glances, eyebrows raised, mouths slightly parted.
"Lord king!" Leon, my beta, walked in haste.
"What's the problem?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Our scouts have detected rogues at the border of our pack, all heading out direction" he informed.
"How many?" I asked hastily.
"Half a dozen or a dozen" he said
"Prepare the men, we are going fishing" I grinned.
We were at the battle field, the sounds of paws were heard.
THUMB THUMB THUMB.
"Prepare yourself.." I ordered.
My men pulled out their swords from the sheath and were ready to attack at any given moment. But before the rogues approached us, ice spears were conjured in the air heading our direction, it was Sebastian who had conjured it.
"Look out!" I yelled.
To my relief the ice spears were heading in my direction.
I dodged in every way possible, I used my sword to block some of the ice spears coming near me.
"Ah" I missed and the last ice spear scratched me on my shoulders.
The rogues had just approached us closely. They stopped at a distance awaiting orders from Sebastian.
"Swords out!" I ordered my men.
"Shield up!" I ordered.
My men straightened their spines behind me, grips tightening on their swords, chests rising with deeper breaths.
"Remember your training," I said. "Any sign of difficulties in the battlefield, transform immediately.." I ordered..
"ATTACKKKKKK, for velmoriaaaaa" I yelled.
"Yeaahhhhhhhhhhhhh" my men shouted in unison…
CLANG CLANG SLANG
The sound of sword clashing was heard.
I used my sword, I sliced up one of them rogues, guts spilling on the battlefield.
CLANG CLANG
Blood sprayed across the ground, screams filled the air, metal rang against metal without cease. Some of my men were falling, some transforming, I kept on using my sword, I quickly ducked over, sliced the feet of a rogue and stabbed it in the throat.
"Leon!" I yelled. "The shadow warriors, now!" I said and he nodded in understanding.
My breathing turns uneven, eyes flash gold.
A sharp c***k echoes as my shoulders widen and my spine bends. My fingers twitch nails and lengthen into claws. A low growl rumbles from my chest.
My fur ripples across my skin.
My bones shift, where I stood moments ago… a wolf now lifts its head and bares its fangs.
THUMB-THUMB THUMB.
the sound of heavy paws was heard, I grabbed a rogue and ripped it head off.
"Sebastian!" I roared.
I conjured three fire balls, and sent it in the direction of Sebastian.
"Lyra will never be yours! Brother!" Sebastian roared.
I roared in anger, sending numerous fire balls while still in my wolf form, making it difficult for Sebastian's wolf to dodge all at once.
He got hit by one of them and collapsed to the floor.
I dived him from mid-air, pinning him to the ground.
Pounding him to the ground in anger, blood dropped from his mouth.
He smiled sinisterly.
About landing the final blow. "Ugh.." I was sent backwards. I got hit by a dark wave of magic from a distance.
Immediately got up, finding where the dark wave came from.
My breath caught. I stumbled back a step, unable to process what I was seeing.
A woman in her mid 40's stood beside Sebastian, she had long blonde hair, tied all back, with her silver eyes.
"Hello son!" She said sinisterly through our mind link.
"Mum.." I whispered with gritted teeth.
LYRA POV
It was dark at night in my room, here in the Avalon pack.
A few days ago there was a ball party.
I was now asleep, having a nightmare.
My fingers curl into the sheets, my breath stutters. A whisper slips out "Damian…"
My head jerks sharply, sweat shining on my
brow.
Then I gasp and shoot upright, eyes wide in the dark. "Damian is in trouble" I whispered to myself.
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