Inevitable #1 Hunter for Liberty

Zeke

They said boys don't cry because it would take away their maleness yet, here I am standing by one of the columns surrounding the open hall one tear after the other rolling off my eyes. Why should I care what crying would do to a male like myself when my mate, whom I only found yesterday was lying painstakingly peaceful dressed in layers of white thin fabric I am sure she would have looked more beautiful if only she could open her big, sparkling and vibrantly blue doe eyes. My Blue diamond, captivating eyes like that of cornflower sapphire. So call me whatever what you want I couldn't care less. I just lost my most precious and only gem.

"Zeke, I brought you soup honey..." my mother trailed off eyes calculating my possible reaction as she placed a comforting hand unto my shoulder. I looked her square and fair like a dangerous wolf challenging an unwelcomed someone in his territory, I flashed her my sharp teeth then snarled lowly at her. I saw shock registered her face then slowly it turned to fear for the briefest second then loss and mourning so great my anger and frustrations couldn't seem to measure up to despite how intense it hurt. I saw past the red blinding my sight and then my mother's eyes glossed, I saw a tear escaped her eyes before I heard the sob and I closed my eyes.

Trying to look away to hide my shame of weakness and uselessness to what happened to my mate, I tasted bile as I turned to her lying lifelessly in the middle of the hall and I lost it all over again. I felt my tears began flowing endlessly before I noticed my shoulders shaking and my anguish resounding the hall. Suddenly it felt colder than the usual Northern winter snow and darker and quieter than the common evening.

I struggled to stop myself from shaking and howled in magnitude of grief silently asking the goddess why and when will I ever get out of this void and chilling place I am in right now. A warm hug engulfed me and I knew it was my mother's embrace, how I wish it took away all the worries, fears and misery like it always did before but it didn't. It lessened the intensity of every mix of emotion in me but I still strongly feel them.

I fled my mother's embrace then made a run for the woods not wanting to disturb the serene atmosphere my mate's lying wake deserved. I turned into my wolf mid stride and headed to the farthest side of the forest, my wolf ramming the tall trees we passed by that's all in our way. He too was so mad no, livid is the right word. He has been projecting images of winter warrior wolves we've met lying lifeless bathing in their own blood since yesterday.

How tempted I was to destroy and kill as much as I could from that pack would be like giving it my all had I'd been given a chance to resurrect my beloved but I wouldn't, because even if I'm aware that I am strong enough to fight, the fewer lives I could take on would come shortly compared to when the whole Midnightmoon attacked and wiped them all off!

I shifted to my human self and kicked and punched a few more trees shouting in anger at the Moon Goddess for allowing this, at Samantha for not rejecting the offer of a drink only tonight, Myself for not being able to do anything, for Hugo for bringing that damned wine and for Markus for his sudden betrayal! That conniving pretender!

My wolf senses alerted me of humans around the premises. my wolf smiled, a sinister one that sent chills even down my own spine. He kept chanting for me to follow the scent and though there's hesitation on my part I know that there's also this raging anger consuming all my inhibitions and for the first time in my life I gave full control to my wolf. Let the result haunt me later on with the ghost of my mate's death. I hid behind a giant cluster of bush as I watched my wolf observing our prey in death silence.

"Why are you even following me!" the girl shouted towards the safer side of forest boundary she dumbly crossed. she's now unknowingly standing  inside Midnightmoon's territory.

"I told you not to cross the boundary Samarah!" a guy emerged and he was wise to stay where he was and not cross the boundary like this damsel in distress.

"Why? is there a big bad wolf here?" the girl retorted taunting the guy. My wolf Grinned like a maniac relishing the dumb arrogance off of our meal. Stupid human. My wolf moved to ready himself on pouncing the dumb disrespectful girl we open our eyes and the boy's eyes dramatically widened. It doesn't take a genius to know that he saw us. What? with our large eyes glowing yellow behind a bush not thick enough to fully conceal surely our size compared to theirs would have been threathening. Not to mention that my wolf is so primal starved that I don't know how dark or glowing our eyes seemed.

"Oh my god!" The boy exclaimed the smell of fear strongly permeates the air and my wolf enjoyed the scent of it. He redirected his gaze towards the unsuspecting female begging without a word. whether to us or the girl I don't know and I don't care either. Females must listen to their male campanion family or friend or romantically involved. Especially dumb ones like her.

"Wha- Y-You despicable man!" the lady stuttered then hugged herself, seems like she finally felt our presence. "Yes doll, shiver in fear..." My wolf thought and excitement bubbled in us along with the urge to take life because they took my mate's and it felt like she's taken mine with her. "You don't scare me!" she shouted acting brave looking around but not to where we were hidden then my wolf snickered. Proudly taking her on that feeble and meaningless challenge.

"Why make sounds?! You won't scare me Nick! Whatever you do I hate you and I won't go back there with you!" she ranted so mad and my wolf found it amusing how dramatic this dumb girl is. "You are no brother of mine so stop acting like one! brothers don't go around always almost kissing their sister! go to hell!" She added and my wolf started walking away slowly bored of the drama, a few meters off and he turned us around back to the girls direction, with a manic grin taunting the wide eyed boy he ran and intended to make the kill.

"Saaaam! p-please..." ---

"Aaaaaah!" the girl shrieked frantically. She stayed deadly still after she realized the mouth clamped on her throat tightly but not drawing blood was also unmoving. My wolf and I was frozen mid bite when the guy exclaimed the name that seemed to have disabled the primal hunger of blood consuming us both waking us up from some kind of chilling trance as Samantha's tear stricken face flashed and multitudes of shame and pain pierced trough my chest. My wolf stilled even more.

"S-she did't know!" the guy exclaimed now kneeling in front of my wolf. "Please forgive us, I-if you'll take her life take mine too!" he said looking me straight in the eyes with the bravery and desire to die to with her tenfold, the very thing I haven't thought of. I felt ashamed wanting to kill senseless but the thought of drinking that same wine to be united with Sam has never crossed mine. My wolf let go of the girl's throat and step back once, the eye contact between the boy and mine through my wolf's eyes not once broken. I don't know what he saw but his eyes softened a fraction and it pierced through my heart that he could show us compassion after his Sam's near death. I was the first to break eye contact for the first time and I ran into the deeper woods howling.

When I got tired I felt my emotions vanished at the same time my tears ended. Like the first time I saw my mate lifeless in my arms, I felt nothing. I stood up from where I was kneeling, praying for dear life that I was just dreaming that when I got back to the pack house my dream will end and I will wake up and find out about my mate and we would go on a date alone, not her with another guy and me as the chaperone because I was looking after her for his brother who's my bestfriend. Just Sam and Zeke as mates then and forevermore. But I have this reality where my dead mate saved me from an even greater misery and shame of murdering a helpless human girl who's like my Sam, is another man's love and life and I couldn't do it. I couldn't take away what had been robbed off Samantha and I. A chance and time to be together. At least they get to be spend their life together and I trully hope theirs is a love that lasts with so much memory of living together happily for as long as they can.

"I'm sorry Sam..." my voice cracked as I felt my throat coarse and dry. "Maybe I never deserved you and she knew, that's why she took you too early." I sobbed looking up, t's now midnight, the same time Eman left for Winterfield yesterday. "I remember now love, I will try harder not to surrender in this misery. I will find it in me to always be fair and sensible, to reason behind every instances clear or vague" I said Looking at the bluest star above.

I don't know what I expected, probably that Samantha would grace me her presence one last final time and tell me what she thinks but I knew when I looked around me there's only darkness and silence with me, the void I felt came back. I felt my hands wet and sticky with my blood, a proof that I am very much awake and that the Goddess had failed Sam and I, not the other way around. Not minding the state I was in I silently walked, and walked to I don't know where.  

It would seem like my subconscious knew this place too well that even when I felt like I was walking going nowhere my mom saw me walking towards the pack house, she had had been outside this chilling night ever since I left trying to share the misery I'm trapped in and I ran to her and hugged her so tight it felt like there was nothing I could do but to hold on to her. She let me hold her and she held me tenfold tighter rubbing my back. I did not talk about the almost murder I committed but she lightly brushed my back slowly putting my tired body at ease. We went inside and Dannielle met me with a tear stricken face, engulfed me in a brotherly hug. Who among the two of us needing it the most I don't know.

Luna Elisa nursed my wounds and reprimanded me that Sam wouldn't want me to do what I did again and although she has no idea what transpired tonight, I believe her. 

My shoulders slumped forward I regarded the place  which had provided everybody a sense of belongingness and solace, now a dimly lit, cold and sad place with sampaguitas perfuming the air as their gathered around the bed of dried grass and other fresh flowers where the sweetest gem of Midnightmoon lays unblinking and perpetually unaware of the sorrow and mourning around her.

Dannielle sat beside me and told me that they were expecting Eman as well and I looked at my mate lying peacefully and eternally asleep I don't know how but for a moment a very slight ghost of a smile was faintly evident on her lips as I held her cold hands. I whispered I love you and like all of the males I waited for Eman.

"I won't ask where you've been or what you've been up to Zeke..." Dannielle trailed off, "But please, whatever you do don't make me lose the only brother I've known as well." he asked softly looking at Sam.

"I understand now..." I said silently, whether I said it to Dannielle of for Sam to hear which I don't know if she do or to myself knowing Sam wouldn't truly approve of me losing my self in the process of grieving, I'm not to sure. "I promise to the best of my limit, even if it's the last thing I do." I said meaning every word this time understanding the depths of misery a wolf drowns in after losing a mate whether it's as sudden as Sam's death of not it will always hit you like it's your own life that left your own self. I'd come out of this Sam, and my love for you will guide me to wherever I'm ought to be and do in the days to come.