Torn By Moonlight

CHAPTER 3: HADOWS OF FATE

Lurking around aimless to an unknown territory of treachery, chaos and danger. I didn't know what to expect but I knew that my journey had only begun. Walking miles away from my own territory it began to dawn on me that I was stepping deeper and deeper into danger.

Sacred and terrified I remember that I had the Ruby pendant which I had gotten earlier from the ancient temple. I picked it up from my back pocket and wore it round my neck.

Darkness and fog shadows me as eyes preyed around every corner. I could hear screeching noises as I wandered further. I began to pick up the pace as my body became weak with every breath I took.

The moonlight seemed to shine brighter than usual. It created a path for me through the darkness as my vision became clear. Suddenly my pendant around my neck began to pulse, dimming out red light.

“What’s happening?” I said to myself, panicking.

Suddenly a burst of light knocked me off as I landed hard on my back. Grunting in pain I managed to get up on my shaking leg.

“You found it.” An unknown voice speaking from a distance.

I looked around gazing in all directions to know where the voice was coming from. I see no one.

“Give it to us!” The voice goes again.

This time two figures emerged from the shadows revealing themselves as were-wolf but not from my pack but a different pack.

“Who are you? What do you want?” I asked, looking wide.

“You do not need to know. Just hand us the pendant and maybe we would spare your life” goes the other wolf who looked more dangerous than the first.

“Sorry not going to happen.” I speak with more bravery.

“You leave us no choice.” They both howled and transformed into werewolves twice as big as my size.

“You want it? Come get it!” I wear the pendant round my neck facing the moonlight and instantly I rush of energy flowed through me. A feeling I never felt before.

The transformation was something I had never experienced. My fur glinted and bright as the star, my claws shaper and my teeth much deadlier than before. I was re-transformed to a moonlight werewolf.

The showdown began…

I launched myself to the two male werewolves clashing with claws and teeth. Each deadly bite gave severe injuries causing them to bleed vigorously. We fought with everything we got. I snapped one of the wolves with my bite and broke a leg to the second wolf.

Minutes later…

We both transformed back to ourselves panting excessively as we tried catching our breath.

“You'll pay dearly for this!” the injured wolf said.

“I doubt that.” Taking a step back I get electrocuted.

My vision blurs off to darkness. I collapse hard to the ground.

The next day…

I woke up injured and tied up on a wooden chair, hands and legs. Carefully looking around at where I was brought to it didn't seem like my home. Where was the place? Was I captured?

Checking for my pendant I find it still on my neck giving me a sign of relief.

“I have to find a way to escape from here” I say to myself trying to bite off the rope that ties me.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” A mysterious, manly yet cold voice calls out which makes my wolf instinct stir.

The door fully revealed him, Harold the alpha leader of Pack C. Though you may seem he would be merciful and kind, he was the opposite of that. Cold, feared and dominated.

“It was you who sent your troops to capture me! Untie me I command you!” struggling to get free from the chair.

“tsk tsk tsk” He shakes his head.

“What makes you think I'm setting you free hm?” He asked eyes searching me from head to toe.

“I'm not the one you seek for. I have a mission at hand…” Harold cuts me off; “ To take revenge for your father's betrayal?” He smirked at me.

“How did you?” I stare in shock.

“I know Daisy. You scream of rejection. You are an Omega.” He laughs slowly moving forward to me.

“I am not a reject! My father was betrayed and accused of a crime he didn't commit!” I gazed firmly at him unshaken.

“You speak of your father as a nobel when he's not. Like they say, "Like father, like daughter.” he drags my hair and whispers into my ears.

“Listen carefully Omega. You're in my territory now, you are a prisoner to me. You would do as I have commanded. Try to escape and you'll get killed instantly.” He pushes my head back and walks away leaving me still tied up on the chair.

My heart raced at what Harold had told me. What would I do? Escape to freedom from his territory or risk getting killed by Harold pack's.