Bring it on, Nasty!!

Chapter 9

My mind tangled up in chaos,

Where could I go ?

For none is my foe,

One is my blood the other my own

Ambrose

I , Arth and the others were just back from early morning forest patrol when Dad dismissed others and ordered both me and Arth to stay behind .

" I shall begin your combat training for the beta ceremony today "

Me and Arth share nervous glances. It is not like we do not know how to fight , God knows we have been in countless combats with that lousy pack ,Blackstone. But training for the Beta ceremony is a completely different thing.

And I don't want this to happen. I want the reality of the approaching beta ceremony to be as far from us brothers as possible . I know Arth wants the same.

I can't deny that the desire for more power and authority appeals to my beast side ,but I do not love power more than my own brother.

In case you do not know the wolf hierarchy ,each pack consists of the Alpha, he has the supreme authority of our pack then comes beta ,second in power to none but the Alpha ,then mid ranking wolves and in the end Omega.

As history has repeated itself with the Wilde pack generation after generation, when the Alpha starts getting old and decides to retire , for the welfare of the pack he orders for the beta ceremony to take place .

The Alpha's children And if any other member of the pack thinks he /She can stand a chance and are worth enough,they are expected to take part in the fight .

The winner gains the tittle of the Beta.

Only a few moons later after the new Beta has taken the position .The Alpha steps down from his tittle and names the Beta the new Alpha of the pack.

It might sound simple but these Beta fights are dangerous and deadly.

Our beastly tendencies run high during the night of the ceremony .

The witches conduct rituals that night that block out our human nature letting the beast take over,completely.

Because of this, the fights are bloody and ruthless .

Beats against Beast,

Jaws against Jaws,

and claws ready to rip out eachother's throats .

The victor emerges by killing the other, It's own sibling, and claims the title for himself.

I don't want that to happen between us.

I don't know who will win the fight, but one of us will die in the end.

I shudder even at the thought seeing my brother dead and I know he feels the same .

This ceremony will strengthen our pack but it might very well destroy my family. As a were I love both my family and my pack, they are both an inseparable part of me.

And they both demand my duty and faith .One as a brother the other as a Beta .

Father takes us into a clearing in the forest where we are both are ordered to transform and fight each other.

As cubs beings raised together we are used to fighting, playful and mock matches that are for the most part fun and harmless but this fight demands more from us . And we are both reluctant to give it .

After hours and hours of practice, we are finally allowed to leave the forest .

Dad's stoic silence and our own storm of thoughts are our companions as we return.

But I don't want to be at home.

I feel a certain suffocation at home . It's like the walls are screaming at me , closing in around me, asking me if I will shed my brothers blood or will he shed mine ?

I can't stand being in the house .

Quickly, I shower and change into fresh clothes and rush to the one place that could divert my attention , school.

I would rather be in the presence of humans than with my current thoughts .

As expected I arrive late ,Very late .

But who's to stop me ?

And that's when I see Miara, the girl practically runs into me and very minutely misses the opportunity to kiss the good old school floor .

It's funny how this girl manages to get herself into weird situations.

Oddly enough my spirits are lifted after that and further more when I find her in the Astronomy class.

Making her furious and seeing her green eyes flash with anger is something that makes me happy in a way I can never explain anyone without sounding mentally disturbed . But it does !

I keep poking her in the back with my pen , and the fact that she resists to acknowledge me in the beginning makes me all the more determined and amused.

Finally, she turns around and glares at me and I think for a moment that she would very much like to slap me . And again for some twisted reason I find that very amusing.

What is wrong with me ?

When have I become such a sadistic tool?

Beats me .

But I find this human very entertaining .

She is a nice distraction from the happenings of my Wolf world.

So I continue to trouble her....