Swallow Your Fears

[Note : I spent half the day writing this, I don't have much spare time to write because of responsibilities and taking care of my family. it's NOT complete. But I feel like you guys deserve an update.

Again this chapter will be updated depending on my free time like editing, I don't have time to edit but I see the errors you guys point out. Also, I kindly ask of you guys, please AVOID using the N**** word in the comments section, it's a racial slur. Some readers might get offended or uncomfortable when that word is present. I'd like for everyone to just have good fun in the comments and this book as well whilst not using such words, understand? Good, on with the story.

"Northwood; founded and built upon during the start of the medieval century. What started out as a structure for exclusively royals and people of nobility bloodline at the time, made for public court proceedings and trials became a boarding school over the decades of years. To this day, it remains unchanged of it's historical design and foundation."

"Witchcraft, Shifter, and Paranormal trials were held then, commonly execution for death sentenced 'convicts' were done in this very vicinity. With the chosen blood royals and nobles to watch it, sometimes even handling the deed of desposing themselves. Corpses were all burned completely."

"Erm...Beta Rainier, I don't mean to interrupt your little detailed history monologue but what the heck does that have to do with our situation?" Jessie brushes her long hair aside, whilst Maylin rolls her eyes. "Leave him alone, if my brother wants to recite how this whole school was founded then he can." Rainier sighed, sensing Hail whine in hearing another new argument in the horizons from the two stubborn girls.

Rainier, I'm gonna lose it if these two don't stop arguing. Not only did they disobey our orders but are annoying me with their personal problems. Hail remembered their ex-mate. How did we even last a day with Louise? She was way worse than---

Don't bring her into this Hail; it's not necessary.

Hail felt The Beta grow slightly tense. Alright alright sorry man, I'll lay off.

All three of them walked in the darkness. "I'm being realistic here, this isn't the time to review stuff that had nothing to do with us; that's why it's history. It's long done." Maylin shot bitterly at Jessie. "No wonder you're quick to move on." If Rainier wasn't here, they'd surely lung at each other's throats by now.

Hail begged. Just cut off my ears Rainier.

The Beta really should make sure these two get sermoned after for driving him crazy with their endless bickering every fucking three seconds. Hail was barely withstanding them.

He ran a hand through his salt and peppered hair; tried. "That's an additional lap I'm placing because you both clearly aren't paying attention to Mr. Lawrence's major lectures in World and Werewolf Historics 101." Rainier said.

The two automatically let out protests that Hail gladly had them become quiet using a short low bark. All is fair in discipline and punishment for The Beta, Rainier explains.

"The reason why I brought it up is because we'd have an idea where to find Cyrus quicker, based on what Jessie saw in her vision earlier, along her descriptions of the environment." Rainier's blue-grey pupils looked forward, thinking while walking.

"He isn't outside of the school grounds, because you said he slipped from running too fast and it felt cold. Also, we know Bubbles is with Cyrus. That's the problem when he's found his first prey; he'll let them go only to hunt them down." The Beta pulls out his phone.

"My guess is he's in an enclosed space, there are select areas in this school where temperature will feel much colder especially with this strong storm." He typed in his phone. "Meaning, indoors and somewhere water or moist is present on the floor." The Beta paused and holds out his phone for the two officers to see what information Rainier gathered. "The janitorial staff was scheduled to mop up the whole boy's lockroom this afternoon, it's a good place to start. Otherwise..."

He gazed at them more seriously now.

"Because, besides the boy's locker room. The janitorial staff had also been tasked out to prepare the red room recently hidden deep inside Northwood." Maylin gasped knowing it.

"So if Cyrus isn't in the lockers---"

Jessie cuts in. "He's in the red room."

"Worse, he's become Bubbles first hunting target tonight and if we don't find Cyrus he's already being taken there." (Fuck, I got a hard-on from Rainier being so smart, Daddie~)

"That's terrib---Ahhh!" Maylin got dragged in the darkness from somebody clutching her right foot, Rainier's eyes go from blue-gray into a sharp turquoise; The Beta shifted.

Uniform torn to shreds.

Bones bent and cracked.

And Hail rises to rescue.

Or so they thought they could.

As Rainier and Hail charges after the dirt-bag who's got his step-sister another pair of hands snatch Jessie from behind, yanking her ponytailed hair and being hushed out quietly.

He was too worried about Maylin kicking and screaming The Beta hadn't seen the small shadow that darted behind him, until it was too late and Hail suddenly felt a surge of pain from his upper back. He trashed around the hallway making whoever was on him be thrown off his biten bleeding back.

Thang!

A tiny girl's body slammed to the hallway lockers.

Hail glared at the figure, recognising it. What---Katie!?

The little girl twisted it's head; giggling. "Gotcha! You're it!"

HAIL! WATCH O---!

The last thing Rainier registered in his mind, is the sound of the thuck of his earthly body meeting the ground and Maylin calling after him. {We lost...shit, Chase-e. They got us tonight.}

Rainier hopes his message gets to The Delta; yet It didn't.

"Ehehehe, I forgot how much fun it is being able to run around in this school and play outside." Katie pulled herself up in an unnatural manner, uninjured and dusted off her flowery pastel dress.

"Hail!" Maylin shouts then a cloth goes to covers her mouth, she tried bitting down the hand though when The Gamma saw who was in front of Hail's knocked out body, she exclaimed.

"Hey! You're not supposed to be out here Katie!"

Maylin knew now that tonight they all were at a big disadvantaged with this mischievous girl on the hunting side.

Katie turns to Maylin, then replies. "I don't think so, after all. Moon Goddess always puts me where I need to be too." Then Katie's chartreuse iries go blank seeing a closed grey door; she smirked.

So that's where you're hiding Choco.

"Found our brother yet?" Lucas asked, swinging the silver bat around as Tate ties The Gamma's arms together using Wolfbane ropes and Izon takes Jessie's unconscious body over his shoulder.

Katie nods. "But we better get moving, Miranda is hot on my trail. And I want to see this through, to show her the price of being too dependent on me."

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There's definitely something going on here that they're not telling me. Emmett glanced at Chase, he was standing in the doorway of the clinic. Arms crossed and one of his foot is pressed up against the grey door itself; he's got his head down.

Body language says it all. Emmett thought.

I don't think I did anything to make Chase behave like this, he was the jerk who kept whispering...pervy shit to me just a few minutes ago. And the way Alpha officer Shane looked to him like their having a silent conversation, what's up with that? I know there's gotta be something, Emmett knows he's right. I can feel it.

"Ow! Ugh---okay---that stings!" Emmett groaned in the cotton ball with disinfectant touching his nose, Shane immediately removed it. He blew lightly on the boy's nose. "Sorry, I said I'd be extra gentle with you and all, guess it's just that painful." (goddammit, me and my sexy imagination again)

Emmett adjusted his thick black glasses. "Oh no, you're doing a good job sir." Shane smiled, shaking his head as he gets a patch ready then looks at Emmett warmly. "How many times do I have to tell you cadet, lose the 'sir' part. Shane is just fine."

Shane chuckles a little seeing Emmett turn away, he's the only one who keeps calling Shane with the term sir. All the other officers just call him by first name, even the senior students and employees. The Younger Alpha's forest green eyes caught the slight tint of pink to the human boy's face. "But if it's what makes you feel comfortable Emmett, I don't mind it either. I just don't want you to feel like you're obligated to do so."

His doe baby blue irises land back to Shane. "I...well-I don't really call you that because I feel obligated." Emmett told himself. Unlike with your far cry of a sicko older brother Al.

Emmett scratches the back of his head. "it's more like, I respect you for actually trying to do the right things sir---" He closed his mouth, accidentally doing it again however Shane just smiled wider, Emmett is only being respectful towards him. Though Shane thinks he doesn't deserve the compliment from Emmett, because he still can't get Al to stop mistreating the Omegas and Silvers, anyone else within the pack really.

"I mean, despite your...uh." Shane puts a hand to his own chin. "Youthful apprance, you're the oldest officer in this room. If anyone should be called sir; it's you." He takes the bandage patch and alines it to Emmett's face. "Now, hold still for me please. If I put this in wrong you might feel a small burn---"

"You two are super cute you're making my dick hard. Now which is taking responsibility?" Chase announced to them.

Whack!

"Grah! Freaking mother of God!" Emmett shrieked, when Shane got too surprised by the comment he pasted the patch down hard on the human boy's nose. "Oh goodness! I'm so sorry Emmett!" Shane although looking embarrassed, tries to fix the situation. {Chase, you've got to STOP doing that!}

What? Not our fault you two were being all lovey dovey on each other. I actually wanna see you blow Emmett while he calls you 'Ah---S-SIR MORE!' that would be interesting, right Chase? Dagger mentioned and Chase couldn't be more proud of his wolf, but he didn't say much. Instead Chase just smirked to himself, no smart-ass remark like always. This made Shane think The Delta is doing a diversion, after all. If Bubbles was here, his older brothers would be just around the corner.

They're likely helping with the hunt too.

"Agh...there's the clinic's bathroom!" Emmett pointed out, irritated by what Chase had caused. "We're not taking any responsibility of your uncontrollable hormones, Coleman!" (Surname is used! He means business)

The Delta's dark chestnut orbs narrow at Emmett.

Chase whispered. "Seriously, I can't wait for the day I shove my cock down that tight nagging mouth of yours, shortly." Emmett heard him, but instead he choose to stay quiet, as it's like talking to a damn child with the Delta sector rank officer.

"You're not the boss of me, midget." He bit.

Chase leaned up further on the door, closing his eyelids shut, pretending to be calm and cool. When on the inside, Dagger and Shane knew this situation was actually stressing him.

Emmett thought it was unusual for him to flirt from afar, because whenever he catches Chase inside the campus he's normally trying to get wayyy too close to his victims which can be anybody in sight, male or female it doesn't matter. He's flirted with the most people here in Northwood High school.

Classmates.

Teachers.

Enemies.

Only a few people can honestly resist him for long. Emmett and Shane are one of them, along with other sector officers. Yet the Chase in front of them right now is different, he's not smirking for being cocky; he's anxious, defensive, afraid.

What neither both boys knew then is Chase was purposely standing in the clinic's doorway for a good reason, if a High Rank Rogue gets close enough he can warn Shane and he'd drag Emmett in order for all three of them to escape away.

Rainier told him earlier they're now looking for that Cyrus dude, and he still can't get a hold of Al. The Younger Alpha didn't know, that the Head Luna gave Chase instructions; he was ordered to protect The Younger Alpha and the human boy.

Chase knew what this meant for him.

If bad comes to worse, he'd have to fight one of his older brothers or maybe even that giant bastard; he's hunting. Being at the top master of mental blocks and auras, Shane noticed The Delta's rilled up mental aura; fear aggression.

The Delta knows they're here.

{You can't RUN forever CJ.} He's sure that was Lucas's voice, his eldest big brother. He's the only one who still uses that nickname on him, instead of stretching it out like Tate and Izon do.

He gets really irritated, remembering how the twins tease him about his full name too. "Chastain Jammmeeesss!"

(So yeah, his full name is Chastain James Coleman. Which doesn't fit him!)

Those two mindless major asshats are definitely tagging along with Lucas.

The Younger Alpha now felt more pitiful for Chase than before, and even across the room The Delta took note of that annoying expression. He knows The Younger Alpha must be looking at him like he's some wounded animal, that's why he closed his eyes, in order not to see that look. Chase can't stand it.

The Delta disliked receiving such a treatment.

Emmett frowned. "Jeez. He's a real piece of work." he glanced to Shane murmuring. "No offence si---Shane, Sometimes I wonder what your older brother saw in Chase to appoint him as the Delta sector rank officer." Shane only softly replied.

"You'd be surprised, the same reasoning applies to you."

The Younger Alpha then neatly packs up the first aid kit, he stood up and goes over to the back room, where Nurse Nick's office and medicine supplies are. Emmett looks at Shane's retreating back, the Silver officer raised a brow wondering what did Shane exactly meant by the same reasoning?

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It's been thirty minutes since they've been in here, what excuse will he tell Emmett when he asks why they can't leave the clinic. Shane can't just blurt it out to Emmett. 'Hey we're probably under attack by Rogue werewolves and we should stay here until the situation is dealt with outside'

Shane looks at his phone screen with a single message from the school's nurse. 'Hang in there Alpha Shane, I'm getting more for you. Try to last long enough and don't overthink, alright.'

The Younger Alpha exhales, thinking.

He's likely brought back with him the usual Hunters from last year's hunt. I can't just sit back and do nothing too.

That seems impossible with what's happening. Shane then attempted connecting in mind link with Bubbles and his human. He sat on a stool chair, Shane needs to concentrate.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Focus.

Come on Shane, you can do this. Al isn't here and you're pack needs you.

All his efforts of being the top student in Mental Meditation classes are now paying off as Shane successful got it. He manage to tap into mind link with Bubbles; which wasn't easy for others.

{Bubbles, hello? Please answer me.} Shane called gently.

What do want, we're busy. And YOU know we don't like being disturb when we're hunting around. Bubbles said nonchalant, yet he isn't as harsh as he wants to be when it comes to Shane.

{I know, I know. Though...um could I ask you to maybe tone it down just a little, I know I can't stop you. But can I talk to him? I've really missed you both.} Bubbles thought about it, this wolf also did miss Shane and so does his human too.

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Meanwhile Shane isn't there, The Delta and Emmett were sharing the silence when Dagger's ears go upwards; alert. Chase's eyes go from chestnut brown to purple, they both smell the scent of familiar werewolves. The Delta breaths in and tries to hide his nervousness, making his irises go back to normal while Emmett was on his phone, looking at the online weather reports, tomorrow's training will likely be cancelled due to the ground being all muddy. However he highly doubts Al will cancel training, even if penguins started to fly and Chase stops dicking around.

Chase quietly glides across the room and took Emmett's hand and swiftly snatched his phone then puts a finger to the human boy's squishy lips, silencing him. Chase typed in.

"Shut up nerd or I'll suck ya off."

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[A/N : New parts are here! My ass literally got sliced that's why it took long, yeah, sliced with a real blade children but I'm...somewhat alright, BTW! There's another new chapter I'm working on so be prepared. I might update again tonight or tomorrow. Thank you!]

It was one thing to allow High Rank Rogues to be set free, and another to let the Last Celestial Oracle run around the school grounds, as such after Miranda saw Katie's several destroyed body collars that was keeping the little girl captive. She knew that Katie might have already figured out how to break away on her own, by looking into the past and seeing how the collars work. Katie might seem young and frail, however underestimating a Celestial Oracle werewolf like her would be a mistake with grave consequence. Additionally, she's also very mischievous.

As much as the Head Luna wants to resolve the Rogue issue right now, she has to prioritise finding Katie first and bring her back to her room. They can't afford to lose the Last Celestial Oracle, Katie is thier pack's secret holder.

And in the wrong hands, Katie can be used against them.

She knows way too much details, about the centuries old Nightwalker family bloodline curse that Moon Goddess herself had inflicted on them hundreds of years prior. If Katie desires to leave; she can. For some strange reason the little girl chose to be with Miranda instead, even when Anselme and Walter tried to secure her dozens of times. It always ended with Katie showing up in Northwood days later and her even heavily criticising The Head Alpha and Head Luna's ability to keep her confide, she's unstoppable.

Katie usually spends her time sleeping in her room as if on hibernation, and nothing wakes her. She doesn't eat for months but her body seems to stay in prestine condition.

The tricky aspect of Katie is that she's sure as hell has no interest towards forming an alliance or pledging loyalty to the Nightwalker pack, she only stayed with them because in her words; "Moon Goddess wanted her here specifically."

Miranda was skeptical at first, with the connection Katie claims to have towards Moon Goddess when she was younger then, because every werewolf around the world knows that Celestial Oracle werewolves were completely wiped off the face of this planet. Yet for one to appear and even remain in a pack sounds unbelievable, though Katie had proven Miranda otherwise, when she predicted about her father's untimely death in the last Blood Moon War.

Ever since then, Miranda had religiously believed in every single word that the Last Celestial Oracle had told her. She had also noticed that time doesn't seem to interact neither effect Katie, were as everyone around the little girl aged on, she retained her young physical frame but Miranda has known deep down Katie is an intelligent asset to them.

She's secretly dependent on Katie to know the future.

Nobody can force Katie to tell them anything, one time she was kidnapped but with the protection of Moon Goddess the werewolf Celestial Oracle had everything in control. It didn't take long for Walter and Miranda to find Katie waiting for them, while sitting on the corpses of her Rogue kidnappers. She can only foresee with consent and that is...if she isn't lying to mislead people having them act out in her favour. Miranda glances at her phone where an app is telling her the GPS location of Katie's whereabouts.

Fucking storm is messing with the signal. She tsked.

It was good to have insurance with the tracking device Miranda had planted inside Katie's body years ago, she hasn't tried to take it out though which means Katie wants to be found and caught, at least that what Miranda thinks.

Saber was aiding her human, sniffing for Katie's scent as Miranda marches down the corridors urgently, a loaded handgun in possession in case the Head Luna encounters a High Rank Rogue. Saber's snout tinges in identifying the other smell that was all too common for Miranda; it's his.

Miranda doesn't even think twice of entering the large music classroom, instruments ranging along different types of trumpets to guitars filled the facility. But at the stage platform, where other instruments sat a grand piano in the center that stood out the most stunning because of it's antique quality and brilliance. She jumped up onto the stage and walked to the center as Saber smelled the area.

He's likely been here for more than ten minutes. Saber says while the Head Luna couldn't help herself, she then lightly pressed a key on the piano, thinking sadly. "I...can't even tap mind link with him anymore, he's gotten stronger too."

We have to go, times ticking Amy. Saber reminds.

The Head Luna nodded, and turned to leave when she felt someone connect with her. {You still haven't changed much tomboy, and I didn't even have to doubt you'd walk inside.}

Teet---Teet---Teet!

It's the goddamn GPS app. Miranda realized.

She instinctively raised the handgun and Miranda's pupils went back into a golden shade. The Head Luna scanned her surroundings and quickly spotted Katie, swinging her two feet while sitting on a beam in the ceiling of the music classroom. She was grinning from ear to ear. "Hi Saber, it's been a while."

Saber thought. Shit, we got too distracted from Bubbles's scent we didn't notice Katie's was just above our heads.

"Katie get down from there!" the little girl smiled, gazing down on the person who she once considered her friend.

"Why? So you could take me back to my room and chain me up all over again? You're no fun like you used to be Amy. Remember when we'd used to play around here all the time and get away with so much trouble." Miranda felt nostalgia, hearing her middle name roll out from Katie.

She shrugged it off, and kept her aim onto Katie because this gun was loaded with purple liquidise Wolfsbane tranquillisers and it will just knock Katie out unconscious.

It's enough to weaken any werewolf, including an Alpha werewolf and disable their ability to shift into their wolf even communicate with them for days, though not deadly enough to kill them altogether. It's a toxic substance for all werewolves, just inhaling it brings a painful weakening sensation to their wolves. Unlike if Miranda used silver bullets. That would definitely injure any living werewolf.

Especially a silver bullet through the heart.

Miranda looked hard at Katie. "Everything's changed now, I'm this school's principal and Head Luna you know that."

"Oh I do." Katie cocks her head to the side. "But no matter what becomes of you Amy, we both know you'll always come crawling back to me. Because you can't accept that you don't have full control of the future; or me. This pack and every last one of your bloodline flesh and bone will be forsaken by Moon Goddess when in the face of death. Your time's running out, the prophecy is ready. Is your heir as well?" The question itself made Saber and Miranda uneasy.

Katie then launched herself down.

Bam!

Her feet made the wooden floorboards crack and dented.

Katie's wolf; Crescent whispered. If I were you, I'd keep tabs and start preparing THAT nephew of yours to lose himself. All of us will come to meet the end evidently. One way or another, I'm no exception myself. I actually can't wait for the day I die. The little girl stretched her arms out as her assorted dreadlocks got in her face. "Coming out of my room and playing tag with Lucas and the others was nice but I think I'll head back to sleep now." She walked passed the Head Luna, Katie was meet by Ernie waiting for her outside the music classroom. "And, Amy darling."

The Last Celestial Oracle threw something her way, she caught it effortlessly and is eager to listen to Katie's next words. Miranda can't hide that she does relay on the little girl. Because she'll hold onto any hope of preventing war.

The Head Luna will do anything to protect the peaceful freedom she and her brother had worked so hard for.

Katie's chartreuse pupils became a dull pale eerie indigo.

Bring back my Lowella doll for me. Bubbles borrowed her, I'm also sure by now Lucas has gotten the Silver, Green and Red tags too. Though we left the new Black one for the best.

Miranda peeks at what Katie threw and Saber growled, seeing the White, Blue and Yellow dog tags tied together.

What did you do to my students!? Saber demands.

Crescent snickers Why don't you ask him yourself? Ahaha right, you CAN'T! He's already feed up listening to your lies.

The Head Luna ordered through mind link.

{Ernie, get her back inside and make sure Katie stays put.}

{Yes, of course Head Luna.} The Vice Beta said then Katie put her hands out as she got picked up by Ernie. "Onwards! I wanna have my Oreos and fresh milk before bedtime Ernie."

Miranda rushed out of the music classroom both agitated and determined to find Cyrus; fast. Praying she isn't too late, because she didn't have an idea yet what this quiet boy is, and the true origin of how Cyrus smells so morbid.

The Head Luna can only assume it's because Cyrus is very much capable of killing werewolves, she wouldn't want to be right. Because Miranda doesn't want to kill him herself.

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"Ha...Haaa...Ha..." His steamy grunting breath was visible from the dim cold air, as The Alpha leaned against the bloody layered wall. Painting and exhausted, Al appeared like he came straight outta a slasher horror movie, being he's the serial killer who massacred all of the High Rank Rogues.

They weren't really the strongest werewolves Al has dealt with in the past, some attempted to bargain their loyalty to the Nightwalker pack; Al didn't have it. Also he had no such interest in two-faced Rogues. They've just committed crimes that made them considerable to be called a High Rank Rogue. Most of these Rogues murdered Stray packs and tried exposing themselves to humans that aren't even their mates, which is a heavy crime in their entire race.

Now would be a really USEFUL time to heal us Grim.

Ghhhrrr, zip It already Al. I can't regenerate AND sass you back simultaneously. Al pulls out a cigarette and lighter from his uniform pocket, Grim snarled, already disliking the thought of smoking. The Alpha simply ignores his wolf while he's healing up.

One awesome preck of being born an Alpha werewolf is that Al actually appreciated Grim's regeneration factor.

He could heal their wounds quickly, but sometimes it also depends on who he's fighting and what they're fighting him with. That many High Rank Rogues coming after Al in one swoop costed him a load chunk of his stamina, other lower ranked or half breed werewolves wouldn't stand a chance. Maybe a Zeta werewolf can, those born a Zeta are always brought up to become Pack Warriors and Assassins.

Though a natural born Zeta is rarer these recent years.

After many of the Zeta Warriors perished away.

Al has only known three Zeta werewolves.

Creek!

Crunch!

Creek!

The Alpha hissed in feeling his mangled up ribcage slowly reconstruct back in place, Grim heals his vital organs first and from the pain he's experiencing it will probably take a Healer werewolf to fix the external injuries on Al's body.

He suddenly remembered Maylin, she's a decent Healer that Gamma will do anything for expensive desserts. Yet Al isn't sure if she'll keep it on a low profile of healing him, his eyebrows furrow knowing how talkative Maylin was.

Besides, her step-brother is Rainier.

If Rainier saw his wounds he'd receive a earful from The Beta about going too far, though whatever, it's his body. Al can't keep it hidden from everyone so he'll just call up a random pack Healer. Even though Rainier has plenty of medical knowledge despite not being a Healer, Al would rather have a quick healing session than get scolded by his older friend for hours regarding his unhinged recklessness.

Speaking of stupidity, The Alpha thought about Chase.

His third in command was a walking train wreck, not that he was any better himself but at least now Al has found Cyrus. He won't be looking at anyone else neither thinking about a different person to fuck weekly, and shower the seemingly horrendous male with Al's ardent affection including his undivided attention. Chase, is an all around famous pack slut that The Alpha actually gives a shit to look out for, Al considers Chase like another little brother.

When it comes to his real younger sibling, Al sighs.

He just can't stand Shane's persistent positive attitude. Al didn't use to care about what other people within the pack say about him being the Black sheep wolf of their family, however as they turned older, the annoying comparison between the brothers had caught Al's hidden insecurities.

Shane was academically sharper, a straight A+ student.

He's kinder and easier to approach by everyone.

The Younger Alpha was also really humble.

A truly born responsible ideal leader.

In short, everything Al isn't. He's gotten so many F- in tests his grades could go fuck themselves. Only passing poorly because Al was the future heir of the Nightwalker pack. He's also horrible to everyone in and out of school, it goes really unreasonable sometimes, where Al might just hate you because of the way you simply breathe oxygen. The Alpha didn't earn the tittle of Mr. sadistic for nothing too. He once made Jessie pee herself in front of the class for waking him up. Al commanded The Omega to pee in her uniform right then and there for everybody to see in order to be forgiven, of course she regrettably did it. Al's arrogant mentally and prideful personality had every elder werewolves wanting Shane to be the future heir instead of him. Thus the elders comparing them increases.

Crack!

Crunch!

Crack!

Al's bones and organs were back to normal, he now only has a couple of small wounds and claw marks left on his tired body. Al threw aside his halfway burnt cigarette on the ground releasing a long drag of smoke from his mouth.

Huh, seems like we won't be needing a Healer's help after all. Al thought examining his muscles, that's when a pinch wave of adrenaline instincts pulsed inside The Alpha. His amber orbs flickering into golden ones full of aggression.

WWWHHHAAAAARRRRR! Grim bellows within Al.

The Alpha bursted out of the red room entrance, and ran up the emergency staircase exit instead of waiting for the damn lift. Al was certain that something must be wrong with his baby boy, Grim sensed it too, The Wolf wanted to kill the bastard who's making Cyrus uncomfortable. They blasted the door off it's place and Grim started searching for that faint flowery, earthbound and meadow aroma.

Al's chiseled broad chest was pumping crazily up and down, feeling the burn of his strong lungs intake the air.

Grim furiously hollws. THERE!

Al bolted into a frantic charge seeing the dark scent lead him down the hallways, it's somewhat much more pitch black than the darkness itself. He also sniffed the other scent.

THAT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! HE TOUCHED CYRUS!

Grim and Al were now seeing red, Cyrus was in trouble.