"Where's the other one? We need both of them to make the knife. He's running out of patients" I hear Derek talking, but who is he talking to? Or about, I wonder what he would be looking for to make a knife. I freeze when I hear the voice of the other person in the room.
"Jessie gave it to Libby. I had to leave because the hunters were already in the house. If I stayed, they would have recognised me thinking I would have helped them and my cover would have been blown, Libby would never trust me enough to give me the dagger". It's my aunt Jenny. Why would she be here? Why would the two of them want the dagger?.
"Damn it!" I jumped hearing a bang.
"I will get the other dagger you can go back and tell Rico we will have it soon. I hear my aunt tell him already seeing a smirk on her face .
"Where is Libby now?" he's looking for me. He knows I have the dagger. I wonder what he will do if he finds me, will he kill me, is he the one who sent those people. Did he want to kill my mother and me? Who is Derek really I think as the questions start running through my head.
"I assume on her way to you, Jessie told her to come here, she told her you were the only one she could trust" i hear my aunt tell him but what they both don't know is that i will never trust them.
"Okay then we will wait for her to get here. We tell her we are the only ones who can protect her so she will trust us and hand over the dagger" I hear him laugh and I start to feel angry that he played us our entire life pretended to love my mother to only kill her in the end and my aunt was in on it but all i can think is why?.
My mother was wrong. I can't trust anyone, not even Derek or my own aunt. I leave running back out of the building in case one of them opens the door and finds me, getting further and further away so he can't find me. I don't even know where I'm going. I can't go back home, scared I will see my mothers dead body.I can't go to rea's because that might put her and her family in danger too. So I just keep running and running.
After hours of running I end up in the woods. I see the sky getting bright. It must be getting to morning, I stop running, I'm out of breath and tired, my legs wanting to just give up. I see a tree that looks like it has fallen down and sit on it giving myself a few minutes to rest. I take the bag off my back and open it, hoping that whatever is inside could help me on what to do now since I'm alone and have no idea what's going on.
I take out a big book that looks like it's been in the press for way too long. This must be about our history my mother told me about. I open it and a piece of paper falls out onto the ground. I bend down to pick it up. I see there's writing on it. When I look at the bottom I see it's my mother's name signed at the end. She must have written me a letter and stuck it in the book before everything happened. Did she know this was going to happen?.
"Libby if you're reading this then the hunters found me and i'm dead, you probably have no idea and are scared. i wrote this letter a long time just incase anything happened and i didn't have enough time to tell you everything so this is a letter is to explain what is happening i wasn't born a human nor was your bloodline we were all born werewolves crazy i know but it is true were not normal people baby and neither are you, soon you will start to change. Me and your father didn't want you to know about this life which is why I did everything to keep it from you. I made this promise to your father before he died.
Your father didn't die saving an old lady, he died trying to make peace with the hunters that have been hunting us since long before I was even born.But the hunters did not want peace they wanted rid of or kind and they killed your father. So after he died we all went into hiding. I lost my husband and the pack lost an alpha. He was the best there ever was. The pack would sit and listen to him talk for hours. He was loved and respected by us all. I couldn't lead the pack in my state and being pregnant with you. So Derek stepped up and helped keep the pack hidden.
Your aunt Jenny is the only normal one. She wasn't born with the gift, that's what my mother called it, that what we are was a gift but Jenny wasn't so lucky and she kind of looked like the odd duck. But that's what I wanted for you; it was a chance of a normal life. Jenny being normal gave me hope that you would be too, which is why I never told you about this because as you grew you showed no signs of turning.
The packs are hidden at the bayou deep in the forest. They hide well. You won't find them until they want to be found but if you are one of us you will feel a pull telling you where they are. We are all connected like that. Close your eyes and just let the feeling pull you and trust it. I love you libby be strong my little wolf.
Mom.
Tears fell from my eyes. I was right she's dead. I have so many emotions running through my body, anger, sadness and confusion that I just scream.
"AAAHHHHH".
Falling to the ground I cry more, feeling so much pain in my heart. I have nothing left, I lost everything. I want to just give up already. But I know I can't. I won't let my mother die for nothing so I decided on not letting my parents death be forgotten and I promise to get peace for my people that my father died for. Wiping my eyes and standing up doing what my mother told me to do in the letter.
Zipping back up the bag and throwing it back over my shoulder. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath and eventually my legs started walking like they had a mind of their own. I opened my eyes letting my legs take me to the pack. I start to get a feeling like I'm near them, my mother was right. I can feel them.
"Libby fox!".
I stop in my tracks when hearing my name, turning to see a man with brown hair with bits of grey which tells me he's in his fifties. He wears black boots,black jeans and a black shirt with a black leather jacket. I thought he must really like black but what really caught my eye was his gun tucked in the waste of his pants. He must be a hunter. How did he find me ? Does Derek have hunters out looking for me?.
"Who's asking?"I ask.
I try to be strong and show no fear like my mother said but really inside I'm panicking thinking he's going to kill me. I want to run as far away from him as I can but I don't, knowing he could pull out the gun before I even get the chance to turn around. so instead I stand my ground hoping he can't see the panic in my eyes.
"A friend of your fathers, Lewis," he smiles at me.
I want to hit him so hard across the face. What if he's the hunter who killed my father? Is he going to kill me too? I turn my attention back to him seeing he got a bit closer so I take a step back being ready for anything.
"What do you want?" I asked him.
"Your father took two daggers from some dangerous people, one had a crystal handle and the other one was black, he asked me to keep them safe he didn't want them to end up in the wrong hands" like yours i thought "l wondered if you knew what he did with them" so the hunters didn't know that my mother was the one who took them and she had them this whole time. Or is he just playing dumb to see if I slip up. Derek and Jenny must have not known she had them either or they would have taken them ages ago.
"Sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about. My father died before I was born and my mother never mentioned any daggers" If he knew my father then he definitely knew my mother. Or did Derek tell him the names of my parents so he knew not to get caught out.
But what's the deal about these two daggers they seem to be what everyone is looking for.
Then I remember they already have one of the daggers because of my aunt. I Have to get that back. but I have to be alive to get it so I look around trying to find a safer way to run so he won't be able to hit me with his gun. But I see no safe way out. The woods are too open; he would easily shoot me.
"I tried to be nice, Libby. But you're just making me angry by playing dumb .And Rico is getting impatient". Who the hell is this Rico because it's not the first time I heard his name. "I know your mother gave you one of the daggers. Thanks to your aunt Jenny we already have one and with the other we will be able to create a weapon to wipe out all your kind and finally get rid of ye filthy creatures". I see him pull out his gun, preparing myself for the bullet to hit me, seeing nowhere to run without getting shot so I stand still and accept my fate.
But my fate never comes. Instead a gigantic brown wolf jumps out from the tree taking out the hunter. I watch him tear him apart in front of my eyes, once the wolf is done he turns to me, watching me for a few minutes before disappearing back into the woods. I fall to my knees trying to regain myself from what just happened and what I saw.
"Are you alright?" I hear a male voice behind me a few minutes later.
Jumping up, grabbing a rock that was beside me on the ground and turning to the voice that was behind me. I was ready for anything he might do but he just raises his hands up showing me he has nothing on him and he was no threat to me. When I take a minute to look him over I see he's really muscly. Are all the male wolves muscly because it's the kind of muscle you take months getting in the gym, but it seems to come natural to wolves, he had brown blondish hair. He was tall, he had no shirt on, just some shorts that reached just above his knees and he was kinda cute. Was he the wolf who saved me?.
"Woah easy there, I'm not gonna hurt you since I'm the one who just saved your life. A thank you would be nice" he sounds like a dick .But he's right he did save my life so I dropped the rock back on the ground from where I picked it up looking into his eyes that look a bit goldish from the sun gleaming in them.
"Thank you"I keep it short and simple and he gives a little laugh.
"So why are you out in the woods this early? You know it is dangerous to be alone out here right" clearly i nearly just got killed does he not remember? I feel like he could be one of them boys that are cute but dumb at the same time.
"I'm looking for a pack and since you're a wolf I'm sure you know where they are. I'm Libby fox, my father is Lewis fox. I'm sure you know him since he was your alpha before he was killed by hunters. I was told "I watch his face turn from a smirk into a shocked one. Clearly he now knows who I am from the mention of my father.
"You're Lewis and Jessie's daughter, you're to be our alpha. you're the great alpha. We've all heard that the daughter of Lewis fox will be the one to grant us peace. We've waited a long time for you to come" great alpha is he on something? they're gonna be disappointed to find out I'm not even a wolf, never mind being their alpha. Before I can answer him he's pulling me further into the woods.
"Where are we going?"I ask, trying to match his pace, getting tired quickly from running all night trying not to trip over myself. I finally get into a matching pace with him.
"To the bayou where the pack is i have to take you to the elders they predicted that you would come and save us" right cause now not only were werewolves real but there's also werewolf fortune tellers who can predict the further what's next witches are real.
When we reach the bayou I look around and see so many families playing with their children running around looking like they are having fun. They look just like ordinary people and I wonder how these hunters can kill them, kill innocent children when they look just like everyone else and still be able to sleep at night. Thinking of this boils my blood. I see why my father wanted peace for them. He didn't want the children to lose their parents or their own life, he wanted them to grow up with a long life and not wanting them to fear having to hide to look over their shoulders to keep themselves alive.
"This way, just in the cabin over there,"he points. I look over at the small cabin that looks like it has been there for a long while but it still looks cosy. We made our way down the small hill towards the old cabin and I realised as we were walking I never caught his name.
"I just remembered I never caught your name"I say.
"I'm peter McCoy, you're majesty" he smiles, almost bowing.
"Please, Libby will do just fine,Peter McCoy" I smiled at him.
"Please, just Peter will do" we both laughed as we reached the cabin.
Walking in i see there's four elders sitting around the table one has long grey hair with a long beard and a walking stick by his side, he wears some brown boots with jeans and a black shirt, the other two have short grey hair with black and brown boots also in jeans and a black and white top they don't look that old but they must be old enough to be called the elders.
The last elder who sits at the table is an old woman. Her hair isn't that grey, more brown with a few grey hairs and a few wrinkles around the face. She looks like she's the top dog of the other three men she sits with, she has the face of someone you don't want to mess with. All four heads turn to us. I start to feel uneasy with all their eyes on me, probably wondering who I am.
"Peter who is this girl,why have you brought her here" the woman says with a tone as she stands up as if i was a threat to her.
"Woah easy she's not a threat, i would like you to meet Libby fox the daughter of Lewis and Jessie fox" Peter tells them turning to me "Libby i would like you to meet Teresa,john,Luke and Jimmy". I watch all their faces turn into shock and I see a bit of hope in their eyes as they look at me.
"Bless us". Teresa says. who now stands in front of me with happiness in her voice. She takes my hands in hers "you look just like your mother i can see you have your fathers strength but mothers courage " she tells me looking deep into my eyes.
"You can tell all that by just looking at me," I ask as she laughs with the other three elders.
"Of course she can, we all can, we were not called the elders for nothing were more wiser than you pups" Jimmy says with a smile holding onto his cane.
The woman Teresa who I've learned the name of and found she's a lot nicer than she looks. She brings me over to the table to sit with the others and Peter sits across from me. I already feel at home like I belong here. "Tell us Libby, why you've come alone. Where's your mother? I'm sure she's fest up about her life, otherwise you wouldn't be here". Luke asked me and immediately the room went dark as they all saw my expression at the mention of my mother.
"What has happened to her?" Teresa asked,almost as if she knew it wasn't good news that I was about to tell them.
"She's dead" that is all I manage to get out before feeling the tears treating to come out and the pain in my heart starting to hurt again.
"How Libby! Who did it!? '' John says from beside me, I can sense the anger in his voice at the news of my mothers death.
"Hunters,they came at night, my mother woke me telling me that there wasn't much time she handed me a bag of which had a book of our history and a letter she wrote in case anything like this happens" i tell them taking the note out from the bags side pocket and placing it on the table for the elders to read. Teresa takes it and reads it out loud for the others and I sit there trying not to cry hearing the words my mother wrote.
When she finally finished reading the letter there was nothing but silence until Teresa asked me a question. " was there anything else she gave you Libby" she asks me
Not knowing if i should tell them about the dagger but i feel inside as if i can trust them enough to show them. So I pulled it out from my bag and put it on the table. It's like no one knew what to say when they saw the dagger they just stared at it.
"My mother gave this to me on the last night I saw her. She told me not to trust anyone with it but Derek. I've come to learn she was wrong about Derek and my aunt. They betrayed my mother and I'm pretty sure they're working with the hunters and are the ones who got my mother killed "I tell them. I look around at all their faces as if they're hiding something. What do they know?
"What!Why are you all staring at me like that?" I ask hoping they would stop staring at me and tell me what they know. Finally I heard Teresa sigh from beside me like she was ready to tell me some more bad news which I really hoped it wasn't because I don't think I can handle anymore bad news right now.
"Libby, Derek was the one who killed your father".