Prologue
"Run, Maddox. Take your sister and run as far away as you can. Faster" Dad told me and I just want to cry looking at him, and everyone.
It was all chaos around me. People were dying. I could hear screams. I know I was just seven year old, but I knew what was happening around me. It was a s*******r. A war. Where my side was losing the most number of people.
"Maddox! Run" dad screamed again, and my sister started crying at that.
"But dad-"
"I will find you. But take your sister and run before it is too late" dad screamed before he ran towards someone who had a knife. And my dad wiggled his hand, making his hands change a little and his nails got sharper.
"Don't cry, Kelsie" I wiped my four year old sister's tears, and held her little hand in mine.
"Can you run, sissy?" I asked her and she held me even tighter nodding her head.
Kelsie and I ran without turning back. But I did. I turned back. Because at some corner of my heart, I was afraid I wouldn't see my dad again. I turned back to see my dad fighting someone off.
And when he looked at me, he smiled at me. But the next second someone stabbed him from behind. I saw my own father fall on his knees but he stood up again.
I wanted to run back. To go to my father. But I knew I had something else to do that was more important. I should protect my sister. I promised my dad that I would do so and I shall.
After a few minutes, the war cries grew calmer and calmer. And after a few more minutes it was as if a war never happened out there.
Once I realized we were at a good distance, Kelsie and I sat under a tree.
"Dadda?" Kelsie asked me looking at the way we ran.
"Dadda is playing a game. He will come to us when he wins" I told my sister as I wiped the dust off her face.
I look around and I find a couple bushes of wild blueberries. They looked fine. Whenever dad and I took our walks back from the hunt, he would try to tell me how to distinguish between poisonous berries and non-poisonous ones. Those looked very much non poisonous.
But there were thorn bushes surrounding the berries.
"Bubba I am hungry" Kelsi told me and I turned around to look at my sister, looking at me with her baby blue eyes.
I sat down on the ground, and I carefully slipped my hand through the thorn bushes. I reached the blueberries, but I wasn't so careful while pulling away. Few thorns ripped my skin up and I had to leave the berries making them fall down.
I looked at my bleeding skin, wiped the blood off on my shirt and tried to slip my hand again. After a few more tries and a few more thorn needles, I managed to get a few berries for my sister.
She shoved three or four berries in her mouth at one time and played the chubby bunny. I chuckled at her.
"Where is Ian?" Kelsie asked me again.
"Ian is with his friends" I told Kelsie and she offered me a blueberry nodding her head.
"I ate a few while plucking them, Kelsie. These are for you" I told my sister and she smiled before shoving up more into her mouth.
After a few minutes, Kelsie slept with her head in my lap. I was awake to keep an eye out. Once she was up, it was evening and we started our walk again.
Dad always said that when one is on the run, they must not stay at one place for too long. But then, I asked Kelsie to walk instead of run. She couldn't run after all those miles we traveled from our pack.
Few hours of walking and hearing my sister sing out rhymes loud, I heard something rustle in the bushes. I placed my hand on my sister's mouth and asked her to stay quiet. I pushed us both behind a huge tree trunk. I removed my hand from over Kelsie's mouth and grabbed two stones in both my hands.
I watched a shadow approach us and without a second thought I hit them with those two stones. I watched the figure stumble and I held Kelsie's hand.
"Kelsie, we should run again" I screamed.
"Maddox! Maddox it's me" I heard my dad's voice and I stopped running.
"Dadda," Kelsie screamed running to our dad, who is now standing under the moonlight where we could see him.
I stood there alone, crying because I thought I would never see my dad again. After hugging Kelsie, he opened his arms up for me to run and I did.
I cried for endless minutes until my dad and I pulled away from the hug and he wiped my tears away.
"I saw a man stabbing you," I told him.
He held Kelsie in his arms, and I held his hand. We started to walk back to the pack.
"But we are werewolves, son. We heal quickly" dad told me.
"That means no one can harm us?" I asked my dad.
"They can. Only if the stab is to the heart, or with silver" my dad told and I heard Kelsie's rhymes again as my father took me back to our pack.
For a seven year old, the image was too much for me. Piles and piles of dead bodies. I even saw my friends' dead bodies too.
And I saw my mother's dead body too. I looked at my father and he nodded confirming that we lost her. I cried when I had to run. I cried when I found my dad again. But when I saw my mother's dead body laying on the ground, I did not cry anymore.
I helped my dad and a few of us who are still alive, bury the bodies. It was morning by the time we were all done.
I went back home with my dad still holding my hand.
"What are these scratches, Maddox?" Dad asked me once we reached home.
"I fell down" I told him instead of telling him the whole story of blueberries and the thorns.
"Son, you can talk to me about anything. Even your mom" Dad said but I shook my head.
"I am fine dadda" I told him.
But that night, all I saw when I closed my eyes was my mother's lifeless body. Ian came back from his trip with friends just a day later, and he cried horribly when I told him that our mother went far away.
"Maddox" my dad screamed for me through his study.
I went to his room and he opened his arms for me. I sat in his lap and he showed me all our family pictures he had framed and placed on his table.
"One day, you will be the king. One day, it will be your turn to protect everyone. That day do not fail like I did, Maddox" my dad told me.
"You failed?" I asked my dad and he nodded.
"Why did you fail?" I asked him again.
"Because I thought of someone as my friend. But they were not. Trusting people is overrated, Maddox. It leads you nowhere. We lost your mother to it" Dad told me and even though I felt sad, I couldn't cry.
"But always remember that Ian and Kelsie will look up to you as their elder brother. Some day, everyone will look at you as their king. I know you are too young to be taught this but the war is getting the best of us" dad told me and I did not understand half of what he said.
"You and I are always a team. Deal?" Dad asked me and I nodded giving him a high five.
I walked out of that room. I looked at my younger siblings and I knew that from that day, I had different responsibilities.
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It had been twenty one years since that happened. And now I am the Alpha of The Silver Dawn pack.
So many things happened in those twenty one years. I found my mate when I was twenty three. I lost her to a silver bullet from a werewolf hunter's gun. I watched Kelsie grow up into a beautiful girl. She found her mate the evening she turned eighteen. He is the Alpha of The Crescent pack.
And I also watched my dad turn into an entirely different man. Maybe I changed too, but his change was more evident.
Right now, I am a king without coronation. All alone and looking after my people. Smiling at everyone all day, and questioning my existence at night.
I am Alpha Maddox Bohen. And this is my story.