Beta of Blood Moon

My whole life I was always struggling, questioning my life with a lot of things, and sulking about it. I realized it won't take me anywhere and things will remain the same if I don't make a move and let it be. That's why I try to be as optimistic as I can be. Because if I don't, it's my heart that would suffer the most. Literally. It's hard because there are always people who'd intentionally bring you pain. And I always feel it no matter how much I try to ignore them.

Caleb would be someone who could help me so I won't fall down ever again. And if I do fall, it's easier for me to get back up.

“If I have the opportunity to go back home, I definitely would. I desperately would, Rose. Just because I made a friend, doesn’t mean I’ve adapted to staying here.” I said with a pain in my voice.

Not to my family though but to my friends. They were more of my home than anywhere else.

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Lucan

I watched Caleb, one of my best warriors, taught the human how to fight. Days had gone by, the girl had made a routine in my pack. With how everyone is treating her and how weak of a mortal she is, I expected her to break, instead she adapted.

I grunt, walking away. Just as I settled myself in my office, Katarina and Julian arrived for our meeting.

“Alpha.” They both said in unison, bowing.

They started talking about their weekly reports as usual. Katarina was the first one to report considering there were updates and information inside the pack. Julian, on the other hand, gave me updates about his mission outside.

Ever since the huge attack from the hunters, I sent him out to gather information. We have a reason to believe that our own kind was conspiring with the hunters. To top it all off, they made sure Julian and I were not in the premises while they attacked. My beta and I were at our prime, meaning we’re the strongest. My father was the Alpha back then but he even acknowledged that I was far stronger than him.

Before everything that happened, the werewolf council, which consists of most of the Alphas of large packs, discussed about monarchy. They wanted to have a king to rule all of us– one who will rule justly and establish laws that would apply to all of us. It was because they were aware that all packs are not similar. That means there are alphas who are indeed good leaders and care for their pack with sincerity but some… some are not. A king should have the right to punish the said alpha if ever power is not used properly– in other words, abuse of power.

Majority of them agreed. And unfortunately for our family, my father was chosen to be the king. Everyone acknowledged his strength, power, kindness and just. He was a perfectly balanced of all and one of the greatest alphas to ever live in the present. And I was only added to the bonus, who was as strong and as powerful as he was to inherit the throne.

Until he was murdered along with my mother and brother. My younger brother had not even shifted. He was ten. We rushed back to our pack the moment we heard what happened. Katarina was the one who managed to get a grip instantly despite the horror she witnessed. She reported to me everything and that included the fact that she saw that werewolves were aiding the hunters. She couldn’t identify them much to her anger and disappointment. She couldn’t even say that they were rogues. They had masked their scent well but she was very positive that they were not rogues.

For months, I assigned Julian to find out the pack or the Alpha that had betrayed their own kind. We formulated the reason why. It was no brainer that it was a jealous vicious alpha who did not want my father to be king. We had suspicions about who and what pack but we cannot forward this to the council without evidence. As much as I want to face him myself and skin him alive with my bare hands, Katarina and Julian stopped me. The taste of revenge might be satisfying but they were still, after all, werewolves. The council would surely not agree to my means and my pack, my people would suffer the consequences.

“Are you sure it’s alright to let that human roam around our territory?” Katarina asked after all has been reported. “Caleb is helping her train.”

I nod, since I saw them myself before coming here. “Good. We need her fit once she shifts. Let them be for now. As for her, if she does anything suspicious, you know what to do.” I lean forward, crossing my fingers together on my table. “In fact, it would be ideal if she drops down her guard. Sooner or later, her true color will emerge. She might be a perfect informant for us.”

I sneered at the thought. It was a brilliant plan. She will be the key to their downfall.

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Nasrin

Everyday ever since I asked him to teach me, we have been training nonstop. I can sense an improvement in myself physically. To my surprise, my chest pains lessened. My mind wandered to the night I was turning into a werewolf.

“Caleb…” I called, turning my head to the side. Caleb and I lied down on the grassy ground as soon as we decided to call it a day. “I have a question.” He hummed as a response, his eyes closed, his hands clasped on his abdomen. “Do you guys shift during the full moon?”

He released a light laugh. “What?” He asked, turning to me, eyes open and filled with mirth.

“Aren’t werewolves like that? At least that’s what I remember reading in books.” It was a long time ago and I wasn’t sure if my memory serves me right. I thought it was ridiculous that something like that exists so I naturally brush it off. I wish I didn’t because now I know they’re very real and there’s one right beside me.