Precious Life

Patrol

Cesca POV

I gently opened up the heavy wooden double doors to Guildheart Finishing School staff quarters. Using the back entrance to the school, I attempt to remain undetected from the teachers and patrols that guard the main entrance.

Unfortunately on more than one occasion I have been caught, and have been taken to the Headmaster / my history teacher, Mr Redd. A power-hungry wolf who relishes in tormenting all the girls that are uncared for, which unfortunately includes me. Anywhere that my uniform covers has been subjected to scarring from whip lashings on my back; to burns on my legs. My face is the only real area that hasn’t been effected and that is for ascetic purposes; so when the Elite Masters arrive for Selection Days I look pristine and untouched by them.

Creeping through the corridor past the kitchens I start my way up the staircase leading to the dorms on the third floor; however just as I’m about to enter the floor where my bedroom is; a strong hand pulls at my shoulder and I’m fully aware that I’m in deep trouble.

Luke POV

It’s been a quiet night luckily, it hasn’t been like this lately. Towards the end of Summer and the school year, as the Selection Day draws near, means Rogues become more likely to try and get through the Schools defences. Their aim? To abduct girls coming of age and take them away to e*****e or hold for ransom.

Pretty much all of these girls attending Guildheart Finishing School come from Elite families who put them through this rigorous education so they can become an asset in the Wolf Community. So that when Selection Days happen, these Elite families can become more prestigious by praying that their daughter(s) are selected by Masters of the Guild; winning favour with perhaps even the Royal Lycan Family in London. It is the only role that she-wolves hold in this establishment: being pawned off to the highest bidder.

Rogues attempt to use this time of year to their advantage to either 1. Steal away these girls in hope that their families will pay handsomely to have their children returned or 2. e*****e these girls to pro-create with their strong bloodlines to breed warriors for the Rogue clans.

My role as a Guard is to patrol our gated community and protect the School’s girls from being taken by these Rogues.

I hold my station well after being trained as a warrior, I know how to fight and I know, more importantly, how to kill.

My night shift is drawing to a close and I will soon be able to return to my own pack, HeartLock which is located a few miles to the South of the School; where all of the Guards employed by the School live.

Like the she-wolves here who will soon be pawned off to the highest bidder at the Selection Day; the HeartLock pack was established first and foremost to create a collection of elite warriors for the School and other paying customers.

Male warriors who prove themselves are trained and educated in order to be pawned off to the highest bidders: and usually that is Guildheart; predominantly because of the excess amount of wealth they receive from sponsors; the Elite families boarding fees and then Masters of the Guild.

It’s 6:00am; the School will awaken soon with bustle and I have one last patrol to perform. Being 21 years old, I’m quite new to the ranks of warriors from my pack and this has been my first Season patrolling without a mentor. I have spent my night patrolling the East side of the school, which includes the adjoining churchyard.

In my wolf form I have advanced smell and power, and last night my wolf, Titan, could smell her again, sandalwood and jasmine.

Unfortunately as a warrior we are sworn an oath; that oath includes not interfering with students at the school. Any issues or problems we are to inform the Headmaster, Mr Redd, however, this she-wolf is an exception.

She is an exception because I know she is my fated mate chosen for me by the Moon Goddess.