Chapter 10: Legacy Of The Blood Moon Pack
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Sebastian was at his chambers at the ruins of the blood moon pack,they were barely civilians who were based at the pack, most people had vanquished the area since the great purge.
Sebastian was called a king without a kingdom. Which added to his taste for power to destroy Damian.
Flames of fire reflected at his face,the agony,the pain,the sounds of bones cracking still ringed in his ears.
They called it the great purge.
Sebastian remembers the night it rained ash.
Sebastian had been standing at the balcony of the tower when the horns began to howl.
He turned,the first arrow streaked across the courtyard, piercing through the stable boy's throat.
The palace gate exploded inwards,wolves poured through the gates like smoke.
The wolves wore armor with silver blades crossing a crowned wolf.
“Inside!" Sebastian's father roared. He began to shift,bones cracking as his fur tore through his skin.
Damian,without thinking twice,a young pup,too young to partake in battle,he leaped from the steps of the palace,his wolf bursting through him.
Sebastian was frozen, frightened with teary eyes.
A neighbouring alpha,one who had dined at their table, drove a spear through one of the betas.
" By order of the crown!” Someone shouted.
Another building caught fire.
“This isn't a battle, they are cleansing our pack.." Sebastian's father said sadly. Eyes looking around in agony.
" Sebastian!” His mother called out to him.
Her fingers wrapped around his wrist so tight Sebastian felt his bone grind.
" Don't look,” she whispers to him.
Sebastian saw his father tear through three wolves before a blade slid between his ribs from behind.
Sebastian's vision began to blow,a gasp of sorrow, his pack was being destroyed, burned to the ground,his father fell in battle.
He saw Damian stagger,two arrows embedded in his flank, he was too young for battle,but his bravery was something Sebastian envied.
Damian began to retreat…
“Move!" His mother hissed.
Sebastian and his mother ran through a corridor already thick with smoke.
Servants screaming.
At the lower hall, they nearly collided with Damian,he was limping.
" Father…” Damian began..
Their father burst through the door,nearly half dead,blood dripping from his ribs.
“My king.." Nyssa rushed towards him, worry written all over her face.
Damian's father grabbed him by the collar and slammed him towards the wall. " You live.” He snarled.
“Do you hear me? You live. Even if you must become a monster,do it.”
Damian's father walked towards Sebastian,placed both hands on his cheek,”you are my son,you carry my blood. Survive!" He said to Sebastian.
He took both sons into his embrace,Damian holding back his tears, Sebastian's eyes were teary, pouring. “My son's" he said to them…
“Go!" He roared. “Go,now!"
They ran into the passage door.
They stumbled into the forest,behind them the palace burnt like a second sun.
Damian collapsed,their mother ignored him, and carried Sebastian.
" Mother….” Sebastian yelled.
“Damian…help him." Sebastian said tearfully.
Nyssa looked at Sebastian and to Damian who had collapsed, took in a deep breath and pressed her hands over his wounds but nothing happened.
She closed her eyes,and opened them,her eyes glowed silver, Sebastian had never seen that before.
The ground trembled as she dragged a dagger across her palm and pressed blood into the earth.
" Take it,” she muttered.
Roots twisted upward,forming a wall behind them.
From the ridge above, armoured figures appeared, council soldiers,one raised a bow. Sebastian waited for the arrow but it never came.
“Hold." Said a voice.
A man stepped forward, robes untouched by ash.
“Kill the wounded one” a soldier muttered
“No," the robed man replied.
His gaze was fixed on Sebastian.
" Spare them, they may be useful.” Sebastian's stomach dropped.
“Burn the rest" the man ordered.
They hid for three days.
Damian drifted from fever and fury, every time he woke,he tried to rise.
Their mother grew silent,her hair dropped with silver that has not been there before.
Weeks later,when word spread through refugees,the truth surfaced.
The high council of the velmoria pack had declared their pack traitors. Accused of plotting rebellion.
Months later,hidden in a merchant caravan,the parchment bore the royal seal of the velmoria and blood moon royal bloodlines. A name was mentioned,harper..
The ruling bloodline,Lyra's bloodline.
The Ink had long dried,the night their world burned it was not just a circumstance but a conspiracy.
___BACK TO PRESENT DAY___
Sebastian stood once more in his chambers,thinking of Lyra,the last heir of the bloodline that had signed the great purge. He pictured her by his side,ruler of all werewolf Kingdom, he didn't want to kill Lyra, but his mother Nyssa had other plans to kill her.
He wanted to punish Damian,he wanted to be the king of all werewolf Kingdoms,he craved power, he had been manipulated, deceived,by his mother to destroy Damian.
Fate had a cruel sense of symmetry,bloodlines intertwined again.
Sebastian closed his fist.
“I will make them pay,the council,everyone,they will pay!” Sebastian gritted his teeth.
" THEY WILL ALL BURN!”
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