All the Devils are Here

Full Moon

Samael

We always feel it before it's here; the full moon. I suppose for humans, this event goes unnoticed or ignored but, my whole life as a werewolf has revolved around it. The moon wears on many faces and emotions and we dance to her tune. I learned the hard way that contrary to popular belief, the moon was not on our side. It makes us do the darkest things. It's why I had to leave Uptown when I was a teenager. It was my first experience as a young Omega under the full moon. I killed someone. 

It's been many years since then and I had special attention paid to me. It wasn't because I was the first or only Omega wolf to have killed someone under the influence of a full moon, it was because I did it and I remembered every damn second of it. It's arguable that the moon didn't make me do it - I had been planning to kill Mr Spacey for a while. They say when the full moon is out, it makes unstable werewolves go into a black out rage and most often they're dangerous to those around them and even themselves. A black out rage. After most werewolves come out of it, they don't know where they are and they don't know what they've done. I definitely was completely conscious when I dug a hole where his heart used to be. My father concluded that I didn't need a full moon to do the darkest things. That kill was all me. Out of control 365 days in the year. 

I studied. I read everything about the moon, lycanthropes, lunacy and rage that I could get my hands on when I was younger. I didn't find anything that was particularly useful. Our pack had a way though, which is why my father had me transferred to Hayride, the shittiest part of our beloved city. In Hayride, there's a dungeon and in that dungeon, there are cages. Multiple cages. For every full moon, every blood moon and every fire solar moon, I was locked up for 5 years. I wasn't the only one. Different out-of-control wolves from different packs were brought to the dungeons in Hayride. When the moon hit, they would shift into their werewolf form and start aggressively attacking their cages, howling in unison and sometimes hurting themselves but, when it would be over they'd say they didn't remember any of it. They didn't truly experience the torture of being a caged animal. I did. 

With time I learnt that the only way they could cage me was if they could find me. So I built my own cage in my home. When a significant moon was getting close, I would be nowhere to be found. Establishing White Rabbit was the smartest thing I had done in terms of finances. Amongst other things, I was able to afford the equipment I needed to build a soundproof cage and bars so thick even an Alpha would have a hell of a day trying to break them. My cage is nothing like the ones at Hayride, it is humane. Eventually, they gave up on trying to locate me during a significant moon. And there were no bodies so they knew I wasn't out killing or turning people. Even though they weren't sure where I was, at least they believed I was no longer as dangerous as perceived. 

Fast-forward to today. I'm back at the dungeon only few hours before the full moon. Only this time, I'm not here as an unstable Omega wolf, I'm here as a Beta ensuring that the Banes pups are all here and safe. My father thought it'd be befitting if I was made the head of this unit seeing as I have a lot of so-called experience in being a locked up animal. Speaking of my father, I wonder where he is. I know the Alpha liked to go on these confidential trips often but, it's been almost 3 weeks and I am getting tired of playing pretend Alpha. 

We're in the dungeons in Hayride; myself , Asher and Dothan. Dothan follows the pups everywhere or should I say they follow him. Every once in a while, we get one new Omega or pups like we like to call them. We only accept full-blooded werewolves in our pack. The ones who were humans that got turned settled for lower packs or they tried to survive as lone wolves. More often than not they got killed. Right now we have seven pups. Five of them are still struggling with their moon rage so they are here. 

"Look alive, boys. Let's go", Dothan claps his hands as he urges them each into their individual cages. He's been doing this for about three years and he's so good at it. I wish I had a supervising Beta like him when I was a pup. They sombrely get into their cages. I understand why Dothan is here and of course I'm here because I have to be. Rick and Jackson, the two Delta's are here because they will be overlooking the pups overnight just in case something goes down. It's happened before. I don't know why Asher is here. 

"Alright, good to see everyone is in their cages. I'm gonna go now", I say while leaning off the wall that I've been observing the progress from.

"Heading to White Rabbit?", Dothan asks. 

"Don't think so. See you later", we share a simple nod and I'm on my way out. Usually I'd stay a little longer and maybe even share some anecdotes with the pups if I'm feeling giddy but, today I feel particularly on edge because I've been feeling that way all week. I thought it was because of Derek but, now I just feel like something is off. 

On my way out, Asher joins me; "An Omega wolf got killed two nights ago", he says as he matches my pace;

"One of ours?", I feel a murderous rage at the thought of that;

"No. A lower ranking pack", 

"Not my business then", I say as we step out of the dungeon and into the open field. I locate my car and since Asher is still following me, I pause before getting in;

"Need a ride?", he nods. I don't bother asking how he got here in the first place.

"Where you headed?"

"Home", I nod in acceptance and we get in. It takes approximately 30 minutes to drive from Hayride to the centre of the city but, throw in traffic, unforeseen circumstances  and car troubles and it could take 2 hours instead. 

In an hour, we're in the centre and I can't wait to drop Asher off because he keeps bringing up this dead Omega and trying to link it to Derek. 

"Asher, we get hunted down all the time. I know it's not exactly an ideal situation but, why the f**k are you making a big deal out of this", 

"This is what Derek would have wanted",

"Look if you're convinced that guy wasn't the one that killed Derek, we can look back into it. I just don't know what you're looking for man. The guy had a whole collection of silver knives that matched Derek's wounds and he was fleeing his death scene. It's pretty f*****g obvious he did it. And this Omega kid, what pack is he even from?", 

"Parker's", as he replies I can see that his vision is fixed on something or someone far ahead. I steal a glance and guess who I see;

"f*****g Parker. You've got to be kidding me", he's heading into some shady looking bar.

"Pull over",

"f**k no", 

"Are you not even a little bit curious?", I sigh deeply in response to this and I pull over. Asher hops out of the car immediately and I stare into the open sky before making my decision to go in or leave him. It looks like I have only about an hour before the full moon. I say "f**k it" and I get out of my car and into the bar.