The Wolf Chronicle

Chapter Two

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The incident kept replaying in my head on my way home even when I got down from the taxi. I dragged my feet lazily around my apartment as I walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

I gulped down the water and leaned by the counter, “Take charge, everything is coming back”   Mr.Lycan’s word echoed in my head.

What does he even mean? Ugh I hate being so f*****g clueless. Wait a minute, I’m so f*****g stupid.

The man is clearly delusional, isn’t that why he’s in a psychiatric home? s**t Nakia you’ve been over thinking s**t. “Damn it” I cussed under my breath as I opened the fridge to return the water.

I was about dragging myself back into bed when I heard noise coming from the alley, I rushed towards the window. Someone ran into my block, being trailed by some men in black shooting at him.

I’m sure it one of those gamblers in the neighborhood, I should move out as soon as possible. I closed the curtain and I heard someone shrieking, I don’t like being in people’s business but I can’t ignore this, whoever it is might be in danger.

I grabbed hold of my pocket knife; yeah I have a pocket knife. I rushed downstairs and place my ear by the door, okay Nakia let’s do this.

I exhaled sharply before opening the door, I saw a man by my doorstep wincing in pain.

“Where is he? We got him! I know I heard him shriek” one of the black guys said indistinctly

“hey um-are you okay” I whispered, he groaned. I could hear footsteps getting closer. I dragged him in and gently closed the door. bolting it behind.

I placed his arm around my neck as I carried him up the stairs, apparently he has been shot.

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I carried a tray of pancakes and eggs towards the stranger I helped yesterday, the injury wasn’t that bad but if not taken care of on time could have caused a lot of damage.

He’s lucky I’m a nurse, I was able to remove the bullet and stitch him up. “Mor-morning” I bent to place the tray on the table as his eyes fluttered open and he jumped up from the couch

“woah easy there, I’m not going to hurt you”

“Stay away from me, who are you? How did I get here?” he looked around in confusion

This is why I don’t help strangers, this part is the hardest. the introduction part.

“okay look, I saved your life after some men were after you and-and you were shot” I stuttered as I tried to get him on track

“I was shot?” he touched his body parts rapidly, “yeah careful not to loosen the stitch” I moved forward a bit and he stepped back

“Why lie about me being shot? I don’t feel pain” he glared at me, “why won’t you, you were shot right here” I moved towards him and tried to raise his top but he kept struggling

“f*****g wait!” I snapped and he paused to look at me, “here it is” I raised his top to show him the part of his stomach that was shot but to my amazement, nothing was there.

“wait, no no wait. You were shot” I started checking his stomach, “stop it”

“you want to say you don’t remember being chased? And how did your wound close to goddamn fast” my eyes widened, it’s like nothing happened. His skin is fresh as a baby’s.

“who the hell are you!?” I quickly grabbed hold of the umbrella beside my flower vase, “don’t freak out, I can explain” he moved forward,

Funny how this switched so quickly, “stay where you are”

“Look I’m….Nakia?” he said, pausing I dropped my umbrella. Everybody just suddenly knows my name now.

“My queen!” he bowed immediately, wow this just got even weirder. “wh-what are you-queen?” the umbrella dropped from my hand

“we thought you were dead, we- this-this a miracle” he laughed happily as he got up and paced around in disbelief

“I get it now, you’re sick.  I’ll give you the grace of eating breakfast, eat and get out of my house” I carried my bag

“No only the queen can restore balance to our worlds” he continued speaking his nonsense; maybe if I pretend not to listen he’ll shut up.

I grabbed my bag from the couch, “The supernatural line is thin, you have to wear the crown. We can’t protect it much longer”

“Crown” I swerved to face him, Mr. Lycan said the same thing about some crown or should I believe he’s a psycho weirdo too.

“Yes, even if you don’t remember but isn’t she talking to you?” he asked, “who”

“Your wolf, you don’t remember you’re a werewolf?”

Now he’s just saying complete trash, “Enough, get out now” I pointed towards the door

“You just need to trigger it , trigger her back “ he moved towards the door, “the only triggering I’ll be doing is the police alarms if you don’t get out of my house”

He moved towards the door and I opened it and pushed him out, “Please my queen, we need you to wear the crown”

“Get the f**k off my staircase” I slammed the door in his face,

Note to self, don’t help strangers.

FENRIS’S POV

Nakia kicked me out of her house, I know she doesn’t remember me and I don’t expect her to cause after the accident, I don’t think she remembers much.

I didn’t even expect her to be alive; we all heard that she’s dead. The dark lord has been trying to take over the throne, the lines between the supernatural world and the human word is getting thinner.

Eventually it’ll cut and then the unspeakable demons will be unleashed from the shadows.

“Dad, dad” I rushed in, my eyes scouring the room for my dad. I heard grunting at the backyard and I rushed to the back immediately

‘”Dad”

“Fenris, I’ve been worried sick about you. I almost called your mother to ask if you were with her” he dropped the axe and wiped his head with the red towel around his neck

“Actually I was getting chased by the white fangs” I said softly, the white fangs are a group of rogue wolves. They don’t belong to any pack or have an alpha, they built their own territory.

They are used to the human world and it’s-metallic equipments, heard they call them guns or whatever but anyways which makes them more dangerous.

“White fangs! Are you crazy boy? You think you’ve got ten lives because you’re a wolf?” he scolded

I guess I shouldn’t tell him I was shot like the queen said, “I know and I’m sorry but that doesn’t matter now because the king and queen have a heir”  I said, pausing and waiting for him to say something he bursts into laughter and grabbed hold of his axe again.

“when last did you have meat boy? All these human food is clearly making you lose your sense” he huffed as he hit the axe into the wood .

“I know what I’m saying dad, princess Nakia is alive and I was with her last night. She took me in when the white fangs were after me. but she doesn’t seem to remember anything, not even her real identity”

He stopped and looked at me, “if what you’re saying is true….then she needs to wear the crown before the dark lords gets it”

“exactly!”

“how is this even possible?  This makes no sense,We thought she died in that accident”

“what makes sense doesn’t even matter right now, what matters is that she alive and she’s the only chance we’ve got”

He let out a deep sigh, “how does she restore balance when she’s lost identity of who she really is?”

“That might be a major problem”