The Alpha of The Blue Moon Pack

Brawn's New Home

Brawn woke up with a headache. He was woken up by the nightmare of him and his mother escaping the pack house. He wondered why he had dreamt of it after such a long time.

Brawn sat up, wiped his face with left his palm and looked around. He saw the other beds empty. It was clear to him that he had woken up late. The others had left the room and were probably with Salutary Hale preparing some herbs. Salutary Hale was one of the Grid pack's salutary which then operated in the sub-pack which was formerly the blue moon pack.

The night Brawn's mum ran away with him was the night the Alpha of The Grid pack, Alpha Veer, ambushed Alpha Flare, the Alpha of The blue moon pack and took over The blue moon pack. Brawn suddenly remembered how his parents were killed.

Words on the street had it that the attack was because Alpha Flare had threatened to cut ally with the Grid pack because of the Grid's pack intention to attack a smaller pack for reasons that were not fully justifiable. Alpha Veer had cunningly invited Alpha Flare, his beta and other high-ranking officials over to the Grid pack house for an apology dinner where he poisoned their meals with a large quantity of wolfbane which killed them. After this, he took over The Blue Moon pack.

Brawn clamped his palms on his face and gave a big sigh. That dream brought back a lot of memories he was struggling to bury. He sniffed twice, lazily stood up from his bed and made his way to a big table at the corner of the room to see if there were any notes left for him.

The room was the only room in the building. It was a big space which was formerly a store. It had five small beds arranged at different positions. Each bed had some bags and clothes around them which belonged to the occupant of the bed. It had three big windows for proper ventilation and a wooden door which led out of the room.

The walls were covered in drawings and writings done by the occupants. Most of the writings were Brawn's while most of the drawings were by one of the occupants who was also Brawn's best friend called Rex. The room was allocated to five male pups who were found dying in the woods or wandering around without traceable origin of which Brawn was part. They were brought to the hospital to increase the available helping hands in the pack hospital. The hospital was located in the same compound where the boys' room was but it was a few meters away from it.

He checked the top of the table and found that no note was written, even by his best friend. The boys often dropped notes whenever one of them overslept, telling him what portion of the chore was his and also where his breakfast was preserved. It was almost like a culture.

"That is strange." He thought aloud.

He scratched his jaw with his fingers, moved his eyes through the room and examined the room once more. He noticed that everyone's bed was not made. It occurred to him that they had left the room in a hurry. It was probably a medical emergency at the hospital but why he was left behind was the standing mystery that he wanted to demystify when he got to the hospital.

He went into the bathroom to have his bath and brush his teeth. After that, he stood in front of the mirror to examine his face to know if he looked sick. He had not gotten his wolf yet so, he could still fall sick.

His brown eyes stared at his image in the mirror. He was slim with slim muscles unlike most male werewolves of his age who were more muscular than he was. He had a slightly protruded thick chest, a long abdomen with traces of slim abdominal muscles, long hands and averagely long legs. He had a combination of his father's and mother's facial features. The small eyes like his dad, a pointed nose and a small mouth just like his mum, and a dark pink lip like his dad. His jaw lines were slightly curved. The boys often teased him that his facial attributes made him appear cute and harmless. He was the type to be called a BEAUTIFUL boy. He was opposite in appearance from his dad who looked all masculine and muscular.

He noticed he was beginning to sprout out facial hair below his chin. He did not look in the mirror often so he was hoping to make the most of it that day even though he was late and was going to get punished at the hospital.

He noticed his head did no longer ache after his bath. He combed his dark brown wavy slightly long hair backwards, packing it in a ponytail with a few strands left to stray on his face. He put on a pair of brown trousers, grabbed a grey long short-sleeved shirt and left the room. He was late and was reciting the excuse he was going to tell them at the hospital.

On getting to the hospital, he decided to enter through the back door so as not to be noticed. He tried to open the door as quietly as he could possibly do but the door was very unco-operating. It made a loud lazy sound like that of a fat cow waking up from its slumber. Everyone's attention was drawn to the door as Brawn entered.

He entered and met all eyes on him. He became embarrassed and started smiling sheepishly but surprisingly everyone returned their attention to the work they were doing. They seemed pretty occupied with the work before them and they also did not seem surprised that he was late.

He wondered why nobody questioned his late coming but was thankful because he had forgotten the excuse he rehearsed earlier in the room as soon as he entered the hospital and met their eyes.