Alpha Timothy

Chapter 6

The roaring sound of thunder and rain impinges in the solid ground making a perfect rhythm of what's about to happen.

As Sashta stares at the monstrous size wolftaur, it is a half-wolf and half man, she noticed that they somehow look all the same which only means one thing- puppets. She counted 10 of them, though this wolftaur is just a puppet, she knows all too well to never underestimate it.

Clones and puppets possess half of the strength of their master, from the looks of it they belong to a powerful one.

"You guys realize you smell right?" Sashta smirked when they growled at her, guess they don't like being disrespected. She pulls out her knife and attacked the closest one, she just wants this to be over.

Blood bathes the ground, the rain was now painted red. She was enjoying the kill, but it could have been fun if it's real warriors. Now one odd wolftaur was standing from the distance, it didn't attack her nor show some interest in the fight. She then realizes that - he is the master.

Sashta wiped the blood from her knife and slowly made her way to the creature. It didn't move, it just stares at her. Oh boy, she was wrong, he caught her off-guard. Clawing her arm making her drop into her knees with the agonizing pain. She looked up at the wolftaur and saw him smiling at her, trickster.

"This is my favorite shirt you know", her wounds close up as if it was never there but her shirt was ripped apart which made her pissed off - she likes this shirt.

"How" the creature backed away

"Impossible, You should be dead by now" it spats angrily while she just smirks at him.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but a simple wound won't kill me" Sashta was confused at the creature in front of her. It happens too fast, the wolftaur ran at full speed away from her.

She stands up and without a second thought plunge at the wolftaur, tackling him to the ground. She stares at his eyes and saw pain, shock, and scared? Without any hesitation, her knife was directed to his heart, she could hear the heartbeat that slowly dies down as she looks directly at his eyes. The wolftaur transform back to his human form and was taken aback when she saw a young boy. She dropped her knife and move away, she couldn't believe what just happen.

"No, no. This can't be" Sashta feels the surge of emotion that flows through her, he is just a boy.

"Who are you?" are the final words before the light completely disappears in his eyes.

Sashta stayed for a while, looking down at the lifeless body of a young boy. Mad at herself but mad at the people behind this gate, how could they allow a boy to guard the gate.

She offered a few words, hoping that the goddess will save his soul. Picking up her knife and trying to bury the emotion that hits her like a wave. She killed hundreds of lives, but she will never kill an innocent soul.

Throughout her mission, she never had this kind of mistake. It'll be another nightmare that would keep her awake at night.

"Requis'cat s pa'se"

She touched the boy's forehead and light swallowed its body.

Timothy

The anticipation of what's about to happen, looking at his warriors that would risk everything just to protect their family. A pang of jealousy made its way through his heart, but he decided to put up the wall that blocks away that unnecessary feeling.

Timothy's beta, Damien, knows what his alpha is thinking. The way his grey eyes dull only happens when he thinks about his family and his mate, he longs for a family of his own just like everyone else.

It disappears faster than it came. 

"Damien, have you seen Ark?" Timothy mind-linked his beta.

Ark is a shifter-witch hybrid that seeks refugee in his pack a few years ago. After the assassination that kills entirely the people of Merga Coven. The other survivors went south, heading to the sanctuary and some were captured and some went missing.

10 years ago, when a 2-year-old Ark casually breaks the barrier of their pack. Timothy knows that he is not just an ordinary child. 

He took him in, raise and train him throughout the years. He might not admit it but Ark is like a brother to him.

Damien mind-linked the packhouse guards and Laura - his wife.

"Laura, is Ark with you?"

"No, Ark left earlier. He said that Alpha Timothy asks him to check the security of the gate. Isn't he with you?"

Timothy could feel that something is wrong, the way Damien's eyes darken.

"Alpha, Ark went to the gate"

"WHAT" his wolf growls, the warriors, and Damien backed off. Knowing that their Alpha started shifting.

Without other words, he ran in the direction of the gate. His warriors and beta tailing him behind. 

And then it happens, something snapped that made his wolf stopped and whimper. Like a stabbing pain in his heart

"No"

"NOOOO" the entire pack could feel it, the loss of one member. The pain their alpha is feeling flows through their pack connection.

Everyone adores Ark, for he is such a good kid. They never treated him differently, instead, they took care of him like a member of the Alpha's family.

The wolf howls in pain, anger, and loss.

Together with the deadly strikes of lightning, Timothy's eyes turn into a bloody red and his wolf started to transform into the creature that everyone fears.

Timothy is the Hybrid of the most powerful pureblood witch and Lycan, gifted with the Eldritch magic from the gods. The reason why the council fears and hated such a creature, for he can wipe the entire world and start a new era. 

The warriors kneel and exposed their necks as a sign of submission and respect to the powerful creature standing in front of them. 

Damien could feel the assassin's presence that killed Ark, it successfully breaks into the barrier like it wasn't there. And a figure is standing few kilometers away, holding a familiar cloth.

Timothy growl angrily, that is when they realized that it's Ark's cape.

Everything happens so fast, their Alpha charged into the lone figure while Damien and the rest of the warriors were stunned by what they just witnessed. Strangely, it's not even afraid of the monstrous creature approaching it.

In fact, it smiled playfully and menacingly. What are they dealing with?