The Lycan King

4

"Call Tristan, tell him to drive 50 of his men to the packhouse. Make sure my mother doesnt gets out of the house, Danny. You four will come with me. We are bringing this traitor down." There was this edge to my voice I recognized to be excited? Was I anxious to meet what was mine or was I seeking revenge from a traitor? I didnt know what excited me anymore but my wolf knew what he wanted and he was getting it tonight.

As I was about walk past them to the door I heard Marin's voice saying something which angered me so much but I wanted to stay calm, "A-Alpha, do you really think Norman could betray us like that?" he was in denial, so was I. Atleast for the 3 first minutes. I clenched my fist, my teeth also chattering with this unexplainable annoyance, "I hope you're not calling me stupid, or are you?" I seethed looking behind me to see everyone shooting daggers at Marin's regretful face, "No Alpha! You're most probably right, I am sorry it's that after so many years with him it's a little hard to wrap my mind around the fact he afterall was a traitor, my bad, sorry." I refused to meet his eyes or any of theirs, I couldnt show them the look of 'hurt' on my face, I couldnt and I didnt blame them for being so puzzled and shocked, I couldnt blame them for moving on and admitting our brother was not a brother afterall. I felt pathetic for being hurt, I am the king. I dont get 'hurt'.

"Either you guys can mourn here for the loss of a traitor or come with me to get someone that belongs to Silverwoods and me." I suggested motioning for the door before I slipped out with hesitant hulks almost limping behind me, God save me from their wussy behaviour. It killed me to see the servants and other men giving me that look I have started to despise, I could smell grief and weakness now and it wasnt bloody nice. This was for later, I'd be surely teaching them a lesson or two on self control and adapting to changes. For now, I wanted to see her.

I got in my car sped off to the packhouse one thing was for sure that I wont be coming back alone;

Elaine.

I backed away from the banister and placed a hand on my wild heart soon senses kicked in and before I knew I was running to my uncle's study. Moon Goddess save us all!

Pushing the wooden door wide I took in my Uncle's sillhoutte by the window, I was panting by now "Uncle, is that you?" I said in urgency. I got no answer. Surely it was uncle, what surprised me was a bottle of liqour in his hands. In my 18 years I never saw him drink, never. It was dark in this room, its usual calm and cozy aura was long gone replaced by a gloomy cloud of sadness.

"Uncle why wont you answer me?" my voice broke, what was going on? Tears threatened to spill, I got closer to him.

"U-Uncle?" I whispered with a hope he'd answer me but he didn't.

"Uncle King R-Raynor's outside and h-he has his men with h-him." I cried, I did. It was all too much for me, any fool could tell something was beyond wrong!

I stood there, my feet fixated at a same stop. My lips trembled and my legs shook, fear was overpowering my body.

I jumped when heavy footsteps approached the hallway the study was in, there were several men but I could not tell just how many. My heart beat quickened as I imagined the worst things possible happening, why were they looking for me? Why??

"Uncle! Please answer me!" I whisper yelled, I didnt wanted them to hear our voices, there were several rooms in this hallway and because of the potion used in cleaning materials you couldnt really sniff scents, this caution was taken for safety purposes.

For the first time in 15 minutes he looked at me and my heart broke into many pieces at the sight, he had been crying and his eyes were bloodshot, running a hand through his face he stood up abruptly almost falling in process. "Hide, y-you have to hide!" I knew what he was talking about and my heart sank deeper, I had to hide? I was not worried for my well being but was more concerned about how he didnt say "we have to hide" what's going to happen to him? I tried to act strong and muster the courage but a ugky sob chocked.

"My sweetheart, it is not the time to cry." Uncle came closer and held my face in his hands wiping away the tears that endlessly flowed down my cheeks. "B-But.." I couldnt even form sentences. I was confused and I needed answers, what was going on?

"Listen to me Elain," I looked up and my eyes met my Uncle's blue oceans, they held sadness in their depths and even if I chose to ignore the pools I couldnt, I hugged him so tight not wanting to leave. "Why are they here?" I questioned in a form of a sob, I did not know the reason I was crying but the fact they were here for my uncle killed me with pain, it was painful seeing him this way. He was the closest thing to me, he had been my father figure for so long and I just couldnt let him go through this hell alone. My heart and mind screamed against that decision. I was pulled back and he held me shoulders a little too tightly. His onyx, midnight eyes taking my body as if he owned it.