The Human Alpha

The Newborn

Now as a team, Laura , Amanda, Tyler, Zeus and Alen walk around to see how they could find a way to travel, Amanda is now heavy with her baby and no one knows what time she might need medical assistance.

"Hey look, that's a van" Tyler shouts as everyone looks on thw direction a blue van was parked across the street.

"At the count of three, all of us quuckly run to it okay" Tyler says but Amanda is already crossing the road and ahe is on the other side already

"Ooh dear, why doesn't anybody takes me seriously" he complais as he realizes he is the only one left standing.

"You better come thia side you brat" Amanda shouts at him as he slolwy walks to their side. He breaks the window and quickly gets to the driver seat, looks around for a key and lucky enough, he finds the van keys, laura sits with her as the rest sit behind the van.

"Is everyone okay back there" he says as he starts the van.

"Just drive tyler" they all shout to him as they drive away, Zeus and Alen are now far away from home and they did not know when they will ever return, Zeus is so worried about his little brother Curtis but he knows he has a good neighbor who will take care of things while he is away, Alen was not so worried because he knew he needed a break from home and he took this opportunity as an adventure, he would later tell his annoying this story but he clearly she would never believe him.

"A little help here" Tyler shouts as he auddenly stops the van. Laura waa groaning in pain, it was already time, she was in labour at such a wrong time.

Amanda gets out to attend to her even though she knows nothing about delivering a baby.

They help carrying her to the back of the van and they all wait outside as the delivery process goes on.

After about an hour, all goes well and everyone is astonished when they hear the baby crying, it was a bouncing baby boy, son of a wolf.

Meanwhile miles away, his father, Martin is going through a lot, he is locked in a cell awaiting his fate while his son is being born.

“You are gonna pay for everything Martin, everything you took from me and everything that rightfully belongs to me, I am going to need everything back, you destroyed my life and my dignity and your only way out is death” Culture’s voice sounded so evil as these words came out of him and Martin hanging his head down feet facing up. It was in a big hall filled with a lot of noise and a lot of cheers from the crowd chanting up and down.

“Kill him! Kill him !! Kill him!” The room was so messy and they started throwing stuffs at Martin, food left overs and every kind of dirt and wastes that were on the room. Martin could hardly recognise anyone in the room except for Culture who was standing in front of everyone and conducting his killing.

“Well everyone calm down, calm down my , people” the room goes into a deep silence in a matter of seconds just from some loud noises.

“This is a glorious occasion and wee need to take everything step by step till the moment this bastard is out of breath” the crowd was now shouting Culture’s name and still chanting for Martins killing. Culture looked around and saw himself as the hero, he had no option but takes a portion of some sample poison that had been placed infront of him and applies it on a dagger. Because the demands of Martins death was now becoming too much he had no option but to decide to stab him even though he wanted to see his death slow and enjoy every bit of his suffering.

He grabs Martins head and before he could stab him, Martin wakes from the nightmare and realises he has been having a really bad dream. He sits on his bed breathing heavily and sweating that he had to take off his clothes. He looks outside the window and realises its still dark and he finds it hard to go back to his sleep, he was still in the cell though, the werewolves, all of them who were once a part of his family now against him because he ran away and chose another part but he knew he could not just sit there, he needed to do something atleast fight for his freedom. The cell was surrounded with strong metal bars, his legs were still tied and everything was so quiet at that moment that je could hear the owls from far away.

He could not help but think about his wife and all the suffering that she was going through, atleast he knew something had waken him from the dream.

He was so lonely and confused at that time but all he could think about was a way to get out of this place and deal with his fellow wolves even though they outnumbered him, this was the time he wished Christine could be around, she was the only wolf that always had his back at any time. It reaches a time that he wishes he could not have been part of the wolf family.

The guards who had been away for some while start showing up one by one, surrounding his cell and he can sense something was up, perhaps they were planning to do something to him a d this meant he had to do something as soon as possible or else he could watch all hell break loose on his side.

Time flies and that evening, martin remains so uncomfortable, he knows culture was inhuman and as long as he kept on staying in there he could end up dead, he looks at the guards right in their eyes with his wolf eyes trying to scare them, he now plans to break loose that night.