Love Affair Of The Wolf Truant

```Love Affair Of The Wolf Truant Chapter 1 A sudden bright flash lit up the sky. Brighter than it had been yet. For a moment just before it paused, the chaos in the darkness below could be seen with normal eyes. Then, the fighting men paused, blinking their eyes to adjust to the particularly bright flash. Ralph had been waiting for this moment all night. "Charge!' He screamed through the mind link to all his men who had been in ambush, waiting for this moment. The ear splitting thunder that tore across the sky a moment later was a parallel to the roaring charge of Silver Fangs warriors from every direction around the battlefield. And the effect was double what either would have been just on its own. The warriors of Blood Moon pack scattered like sand. The combination of bright lightening, earsplitting thunder and feral charge of the Silver Fangs warriors shut down their brains for a moment. Ralph had reckoned a moment was all he needed to turn the battle in his favour. What he did not expect was the counter charge from a different set of men off the battle field. It was almost as if they knew about the plan. But they attacked the Silver Fangs warriors, so they must be from the Blood Moon pack. The thunder rumbled off into the distance and the sky faded back to blackness, leaving the battlefield just as dark as it was a few moments ago. The men were locked in a stalemate, with about the same number of warriors falling on each side of the two camps every few minutes. 'Hm!' Ralph thought. 'When did Farkas get wise?' His scalp suddenly pickled. Almost at the same moment, the hairs on the back of his neck stood erect. Ralph did a sort of front flip that took him sideways too. Mid flip, he looked at the spot where he was to see a silver Arrow plant itself into the ground just at the spot where he was. Ralph had seen enough arrows to get the chill from this particular one. If he had not moved at the moment he did, the silver would have gone right through his skull. And with the force with which it hit the ground, Ralph reckoned it would have gone right through his skull too. It would have been a very fatal blow for him indeed. Who could be the person that wanted his death so badly? There was no one behind him when Ralph hit the ground rolling, stood up and looked. He sighed. He would have very much loved to see the bastard. It did not matter they were in a war. The use of silver had been banned in all situations considering how fatal they were to werewolves. Just then, he spotted one of his men. It was an archer. And he had a warrior sneaking up on him. I'm moving into the field. Watch your backs! Ralph shouted to his warriors through the mind link. Cursing, Ralph leaped from the high ground that had helped him observe the whole battle. He was just in time to knock out the bastard and leave a chastisement for the archer, right before he was swept into the heat of the battle, leaving his men unwatched. Well, they have gotta deal with it on their own. I told Gonzalo this could happen. Ralph sighed, cutting down a werewolf with his claws. He sidestepped a Blood Moon warrior, then quickly plunged his hands into the poor guys heart and tore it out. He held the still beating heart in his hands grimly, with a weird look on his face. Another warrior made to lunge at him. He drew back his hands far back and threw the heart with such force it knocked down the attacker. He left the archers to finish him off, if he was unlucky enough for the archers to spot him. He was not really interested in killing off the enemy. He was more interested in keeping his men safe. And finding the bastard that came to a battle with silver arrows. The silver arrow has deeply unsettled him. As far as he can remember, no werewolf has ever been that cruel, or honorless either, in a battle. Every man took honour in fighting with his claws and teeth. Or fighting directly with his or her wolf. Only the archers fought with arrows. And only the basest of them shot with silver arrows. Those who cared nothing for their self worth in their own eyes. Such a player in the field was too dangerous. Distracted, he did not see the Blood Moon warrior that sneaked up behind him. He heard a rustle and turned. But it was already too late. The claw swipe caught him in the chest. Blood spurted out. He managed to keep the impulse to grab his chest in check, kicking the man instead. The man flew off, but nothing serious. Another bright flash lit the sky. Bright enough that it must surely have an ear splitting thunder tagging along. He ducked a claw swipe, counting seconds in his mind. 'Attack' he screamed through the mind link. He knew the enemy must have known about the tactics by now. But he was counting on exactly that. Their commander might not expect him to use it once again. Might. Then he paused abruptly, his mouth wide open. The men that swarmed out from ambush positions were way more in number than his men were. What was happening? Did the alpha send more men? The big mass of men fell ferociously on the Blood Moon pack. It did not take more than two minutes for the Blood Moon pack to realise they were outnumbered this time. They turn and fled. Silver Fangs pursued. Ralph looked on, his mouth still hanging open. He found what just happened strange. The Blood Moon pack were normally more powerful than his own pack, which was why he had to rely on tactics. But even as Ralph watched, out of the mass of men chasing down the Blood Moon pack, some turned and fell on his own men. The battle field was immediately thrown into chaos. 'What the f**k is happening?' ```