Clover Hills

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KOEN SANDBURG

「· life is crueler than death ·」

Koen adjusted his sunglasses as he continued to hike through the think forestry. He knew if any park ranger saw that he was completely off trail he’d either be fined or severely scolded. If he got fined he’d probably not end up paying for it anyway since he’s fairly tight on money. He might end up having to work community service to pay if off. He honestly wouldn’t mind though, he didn’t have any plans to do anything other than wander through the Montana forestry. On top of that he’d sleep in the forestry at night anyways in his wold form. Sure it could be cold, but there were much worse sensations than feeling cold. Plus cold wasn’t something he wasn’t used to anyways from the last few years of his life. The last few tests had been something related with trails on how his eyes would recover damage in freezing temperatures. How he even lived through any of the experiments, he had no idea, but his maker still kept him alive through all of the process. Koen cursed at himself for being albino as it seemed to be the fixation of what his previous maker was so fond about. He remember that the other people being held at his lad all had some sort of genetic abnormality. But apparently Koen’s eyes just had to be more red that what most albinism people have, why of all things did it have to be him though? He was good kid at school, he did volunteer work, and he never once touched the oh so tempting drugs that ran about in his school. So why was he bestowed this horrible fate? What did he even do wrong in the slightest to deserve the loss of five years to his life? Five years of nothing but suffering. It’s rather surprising how long the process of tests would take. At one point his maker had conducted a year long experiment that revolved around inflicting major wounds, mostly on his eyes, then forcing him to eat a diet with diced bits of wolfsbane. Koen remembered how there was so many retrials because it got to the point where he would have died from blood loss or the allergic reaction to wolfsbane that his maker had to restart the process multiple times. Which eventually he ended giving up on the experiment saying that Koen was “a special specimen that wasn’t worth loosing”. There was even a experiment in which he tried to make him taller through some sort of process in his spine. Koen really didn’t remember much about that specific experiment as he’d pass out due to shock most of the times from the tremendous pain it caused.

Koen can’t remember how many times he’d had this same conversation over and over. His pleas went nowhere, no higher being there to answer his calls. Believe him, he’s tried even with multiple religions, to spare him from this continuous suffering. His maker had even mocked him at some point for crying out loud to a higher being for mercy, saying he’s still holding onto fool’s hope. There was no such thing as miracles, his life is evidence so. The only thing he was greatful for is the fact his eyes were able to still completely heal and didn’t finally give in and make him blind. But that wasn’t given by some miracle, that was his sheer willpower that he refused to become completely crippled by the demon with human skin. Faith didn’t get someone anywhere, only their sheer drive and grit would. There was no one looking over people in the heavens, those were all malice lies that are given to be brainwashed. Koen attempted to shut up the little voice in the back of his head that fueled all the hate he had for the world. He wasn’t going to achieve the peace he wanted before he ended it all. Yet part of him also told him things could only get better from here on out. With his maker gone there was no one out to get him anymore, or was there? He shook his head and sighed at his own pitiful self, his white locks ruffling as he did so. From the week he’s spend, he got a general idea on where the packs territories were and where they weren’t. Koen didn’t want to come across a patrol and have to struggle with explaining himself. Currently, he was in a grey area of land in which didn’t really belong to any particular pack.

Yet his planning seemed to fail him, the scent of another wolf sent alarms bells ringing full force in his mind. No, there were multiple wolves. Koen began to panic and his body began to tense up. His hands began to shake like that of a heroin addict, his hands had already been shaking from his usual spasms, but now they were shaking even more viciously from the panic he felt. All his senses were completely on edge, his ears completely focused on any movement that may possibly appear. His body, specifically today, was already experiencing muscle weakness that happens when his spasms were particularly bad. He just needed his body to hold up long enough for him to potentially shift and run away from the said wolves.

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Angelica & Triplets​

Angelica had remained in shock, shaking in fear for some time before settling into pacing the cave the small family of four was located within, the wolf's tail swishing back and forth in agitation as it thought on if it should take the three infants and flee. Most importantly, the wolf could not afford to allow harm to come to its children or lose the money Tobias had saved up that was hidden in the bottom of the bag. The wolf's topaz eyes dimmed as it thought of its deceased mate, a mate that it had killed and suffered so much for the female and its progeny. The thought of where the wolf would go with its children again weighed on the wolf's mind...the only safe place was to leave Clover Hills....yet the wolf couldn't bring itself to do so, not during the winter season. Turning its gaze back on the sleeping infants, the wolf sighed to itself. Tobias...please don't blame me, the human part of the wolf thought to herself.

It was some time later that the wolf must have dozed off again for the sound of tearing and pained screams echoed in the wolf's ears, causing her head to snap up. Gaze narrowing on the triplets as their bodies convulsed on the blanket as the wolf's ears took in their screams, the wolf whining and rising to her paws as she paced towards them. It was a painful time for the mother wolf to watch as the pups shifted back into their wolf forms, having only exhibited it once before when Matthew had attempted to kill her offspring.

Spoiler: Angelica's Triplets

(Apollo)

(Hekate)

(Phyllis)

The wolf blinked her eyes, stunned at the appearance of three pups where there had been for months...human children. Ears going flat against the wolf's head, it stared at each pup in turn before padding cautiously forward and sniffing each of them....finding each of their scents and stepped back. Another sigh escaped the mother wolf as she sat down in front of them, the pups....despite being four months old...resembling nothing more than 6-day-old infants...though Phyllis resembled half of that...appearing only 3-days-old as wolves. The wolf felt another stab of guilt that Phyllis was so small...would they be able to shift back or would they be stuck this way until they were six-years-old as humans? The wolf sighed...how was it supposed to feed six-day-old and three-day-old pups now? Well, there was no reason for the clothing or the bottles and formula then...at least not the formula. It was likely the would be unable to digest human formula as wolves.

Life would prove the wolf wrong as they grew mentally and physically under the wolf's struggling care. Why...why were they wolves? Was...was it because they finally sensed the loss of their father a week later...that he was not returning to them? Did they sense what the wolf had done...that she had killed her mate on accident?

Oracle exhibited shock as well at the infants turning into wolves. Well...that is something to behold, spoke the inner soul. It had been the first words in a week that the wolf had spoken to her human side and it startled Angelica, exhibiting through the wolf's body language as it flinched visibly. The wolf shook itself and turned as the black and gray marking pup tried getting to its paws, falling down a few times before managing to stand up and stumble towards the entrance, the wolf staring and then rushing after Apollo...because it just had to be Apollo that was the trouble maker of the three that Angelica had feared.

Apollo wasn't very good at walking...none of the pups would be at first...but they would learn quickly despite their small size and their bodies would adapt to their situation. Snarling, the wolf rushed after its pup and grabbed him, just as he reached the entrance of the cave, the pup poking his head out and sniffing the air before letting out a tiny growl which turned into a yelp as his mother grabbed his scruff and backed into the cave, setting him down beside his sisters who hadn't moved and just laid there....they were still alive as the wolf could hear their heart beats but they didn't seem to know what to make of their new bodies that allowed them movement. Angelica had caught the scent of something when she had rushed after her son...it smelled like another wolf but not one of Phantasm....nor did it smell of Haven wolves. Was it a loner then? The wolf was not sure but it was not happy. Who knew what a loner would do to its pups?

Angelica pushed the pups down and growled at them to stay still, Oracle even issuing her own mental growl to the pups' inner souls....the females then turned and headed up to the entrance of the cave where the wolf's head poked out and sniffed the air before cautiously moving from the entrance and out into the open air...the cold immediately assaulting the wolf's body. Sniffing the air, the small gray wolf's paws itched with the snow pressing into its tender pads, its body still not used to the snow with this being its second winter as a wolf. The wolf snarled as something touched her legs and turning, saw her three pups standing there and staring around them with wide eyes. Snarling, the wolf nudged the pups under her as she sniffed the air, catching the scent that was more prominent now that they were outside and growled, hunkering down over the pups who scampered under their mother. mikyuu

 

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KOEN SANDBURG

「· life is crueler than death ·」

Koen's body froze as the scent of foreign wolves grew stronger and stronger. The scars on his face ached, making him have to take the sunglasses off as they weren't making the aching any better. It took him a second to adjust his vision to the much brighter view without sunglasses. The sun reflected off the glassy snow and shone directly back into his eyes. He had to squint his dark crimson eyes as it was simply too bright with the snow and the sun. After his pupils finally adjusted to its bright surroundings, while he couldn't yet see any wolves around him, he could clearly smell them. All of them strangely enough smelled vaguely similar, was it family troup? Koen couldn't tell for sure, but it didn't matter to him either way. He wanted to shift himself into a wolf, but the clothes he had on his back was the only clothes he had with him. It wasn't exactly easy to go around naked shopping for clothes. Hence he felt reluctant in immediately shifting into a wolf and scampering off. Plus his condition seemed to be at a very low point on the spectrum of performance today. He could stop shaking the moment he woke up today, which usually signifies to a very difficult day. He hated being crippled like this, he never asked for it. Though at least he didn't end up losing his vision as well, but instead received nasty burn like scars around his eyes and face. Typically his eyes were the ones to hurt first, but today the scar the branched off from the corner of his lip hurt the most. The slightest twitch of his lip would cause a dull and annoying pain. Pain wasn't the most important thing right now, he reminded himself. Right now, he needed to figure out a way to get away from the wolf without have to actually deal with it.

His heart pounded in his chest, and fear gnawed on his mentality. Koen could feel the smells of his surrounding being to blur together. He mentally cursed at himself for being so weak and afraid, but then again he had every right to. This would be the first wolf he's ever encountered since he killed his maker. He had an irrational fear that any wolf he met would have the same sick intentions as he did. A thick strong scent of blood hit his nose, it had a very distinct smell and he immediately knew whose it was. His own. Koen knew he hadn't injured himself at all during his walk, and the sensations were all too familiar. His fear was dragging him back to his past, back to where his darkest times were. He didn't want to go back, he didn't want to slip back into his memories. His memories were always the worst, always the most painful. Nononononononostoptopstopstopstoppleaseno...

Koen fell to his knees, he sunk into the snow. His body was tensed up, he could feel the hands moving over his body, trying to decide where to insert the next incision. He didn't fear the wolf, but what the wolves could potentially do. They were strong, faster than normal humans. They didn't have the same feelings of compassion as humans did. They were vicious, they held no feeling to who they killed or what they destroy. He hated them, he hated them so so much. Yet he was one of them, the same kind that did this to him. Stop stop STOP. He clutched his head tightly and pulled on his short hair. He wanted the feeling of pain shock him back into reality, but it only seemed to plunge him deeper and deeper into depths of his episode. Koen's thoughts began to slip from his mouth, he began to mumble quietly in anguish to his helplessness, "No please stop... Stop it please! Haven't you done enough already?" His pleas were futile and the pain only worsened. He could see the wicked smile on the guys face, the gleaming fangs that poked through his lips. Completely drowned out into his own nightmare, he couldn't react to the enclosing wolves.

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Angelica & Triplets
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Moaning could be heard from somewhere ahead of the wolf, her ears lifting and standing straight up, occasionally flickering at the words. Whatever this was sounded human but smelled of wolf....a werewolf then...perhaps if it was weak enough the mother wolf could kill it and feast on the wolf's corpse. At least now, if it came to a fight, its pups could hopefully have a chance to run away. For some moments the mother wolf stood there before starting forward, With each step of a paw on snow, the cold flakes bit into the wolf's paw pads...each step of the mother wolf forcing the three youngsters beneath her to scamper as best they could to remain beneath the safety of their mother's protective form.

Sniffing the air as it moved over the winter landscape, the dead trees stood out against the snow, their branches bare of life. The wolf's eyes flitted side to side as it watched its surroundings...with its pups outside and vulnerable, the wolf would need to be careful. The wolf's nose kept twitching the entire time it was outside, rising to its full height which wasn't very impressive, and padding towards the moaning sounds...words soon reaching its ears. Finally after some time, it came across the one who smelled of wolf but was human, who was making such noises as to disturb it and give the wolf reason for worry.

A human...or what was the wolf's human form...younger than it and male. The wolf's hackles raised at that fact and its ears pressed against its head as it growled lowly in its chest, the pups freezing at their mother's growl underneath her before Apollo darted forward....again...and began high-pitched yipping and attempting to growl like his mother. Baby teeth soon snapped at the stranger's foot, the black and gray pup snagging a shoelace and began tugging on it while growling as Hekate and Phyllis remained underneath their mother. Angelica sighed and then rumbled to herself as she left her daughters and headed over towards Apollo, snagging him by his neck and peering at the male as he begged them not to hurt him anymore along with some other words....perhaps he was suffering some form of day nightmare? What was a nightmare if it took place in the day?

Apollo dangled from his mother's jaws, legs instinctively curling up to protect his stomach as he stared with big eyes at the stranger that didn't smell like his father and didn't look like him either. To the pup...this figure looked like the weird boy in the mean pack that hurt mama and the pup snapped his jaws at the air, causing a growl to issue from around his fur as his mother lifted her gaze towards the figure's eyes, only to stumble back in horror as she saw the man's face. Unfortunately, the wolf tripped over its paws and fell backwards on its back, accidentally biting down on Apollo who shrieked in pain and squirmed, twisting out of his mother's grasp, Hekate and Phyllis scattering. The pup whined as his back bled a bit, Angelica's ears going against her skull and nosed the pup, licking at the wound though the wolf knew it wouldn't do any good at all. Apollo was lucky that the wound was not deep, the wolf nudging the pups back under her as she shifted and stood there, the cold sending goosebumps on the woman's exposed body. "Who...are...you?" she questioned. She wrapped her arms around herself as three heads poked out around and between the woman's legs which were ankle length apart as she stared at the male who looked like Ice, only having darker red eyes. mikyuu

 

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Viserys was first to open her eyes. Her purplish green eyes opened and she coughed as she woke. Her arm was sore but other than that it didn’t hurt nearly as much as yesterday. She rolled over and saw Coyoty sleeping soundlessly. Probably the first full night she was allowed to sleep since this convoluted trip began. She rolled back checking the clock. It was still morning so. She slipped out from under the covers and saw the room had been cleaned since they’d slept. She must have been exhausted to not of heard the crew cleaning. She put her bare feet on the floor and found a change of clothes along with a note to meet in the breakfast hall. She woke Coyoty shortly after dressing and the two left the room for the large breakfast hall. Surprised was she still see the rest of the council had decided to come.

“Good Morning Freaks.” Said the redhead taking one of the empty seats. She saluted the council members and smiled as Coyoty joined her. “So. I’m assuming you have come to a decision as to what to do about us? Have you decided to throw Alexander off a cliff?” She asked after not seeing the boy.

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Council
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It had taken several hours to get through Andrew’s plans and memories. Klinge had been forced to leave as they got to Anelia’s final moments but from the memories they saw he had arranged the upbringing to bring forth an army of purebloods and his lycans he had been breeding to take over not only clover hills but destroy the council and take over as the only pureblood wolf and only alpha. “Excecute everyone who sided with Andrew...everyone no matter their age,” spoke Klinge. The guards nodded and taking the notes that had been done on all pureblood lines, the guards would distribute them to the agents who would carry out the job.

The council members hadn’t slept throughout the evening but they were at the table with guards who were coming off shift or coming into day shift. All three frowned as Viserys greeted them. “Alexander is on his plane heading home,” spoke Sky. “As for if we are freaks, that makes you both freaks as well then.”

“Sky...”

“As for Coyot....we only need one heir for your bloodline...that is assuming they are your ex-mate’s pups,” spoke Klinge. “As for you...show any of signs of Winslow insanity or continue torturing people...we will destroy your bloodline for sure and abort any pups. Until that day comes...we will allow you to take your seat which your firstborn will inherit or your secondborn if the firstborn proves unfit. As for Coyot...what is your last name? You will take the Watts Seat which will become your name’s seat though if you do this...your house is required to remain pure. I am sure we don’t need to explain to Viserys how the Winslow bloodline is to remain pure as well.”

Klinge motioned to the guards who walked out and soon returned with their heirs who stared at the strangers. “Hi!” The six-year-old’s voice was chipper as he rushed away from the guards and towards his grandparents, seating himself between them. David and Rome looked at each other and took seats across from their mother and father. “Are you joining us in France?” CZDoubleU

 

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ZECHERIAH HENDRIX

「♠ you can't buy back lost time ♠」

Zecheriah could barely understand half of what the boy Ice said, but he didn't say anything and simply brushed it aside. It seemed like he would be pretending to understand a lot for his conversations. At some point he was going to desperately need to get some sort of translation application on his phone or have someone tutor him in English. Either way, he needed a solution quickly otherwise he's going to say something completely unrelated to the conversation or potentially say something offensive. In all honesty, no one ever remembers the important words from class. The only words he distinctly recalls were the swear words that everyone used to whisper and giggle about. It frustrated him nonetheless that he couldn't properly understand anyone or have a response back. Plus it was another worry he'd have to go to sleep at night with. He was already having a fair amount of stress just having to deal with being in a foreign country. He did wonder though what they were going to do with his car and all his stuff, they weren't just going to leave it there right? On top of that the car was a rental car, so they better not trash it or something as it was going to be a huge fine under his name. His organization wasn't exactly happy about him heading out for a "vacation" anyways, since his funds were run through the mafia first then he would pay them back through his work. Zecheriah would forced put in long hours if the car was going to be put on his tab. Plus all his clothes were there, he didn't plan on wearing one pair of clothing for however long he was going to be staying here.

He looked at Ice and waited for him to continue, but Ice seemed to be doing the exact same thing to him. Was he supposed to have said something? Did Ice ask him some sort of question? Wait, did he even get the chance to introduce himself? Zecheriah only knew Ice's name by overhearing the conversation in which the guy who had initially approached ordered for the boy to show him what to do. Feeling that maybe introducing himself would make the whole situation less awkward for the two of them - Ice being skittish around him and Zecheriah not knowing what to do - he outstretched his hand towards the albino boy. "I am Zecheriah. You Ice right?" He made an effort to not raise his voice too high as it seemed the two wolves he had gestured to were sleeping. Glancing over at the sleeping wolves, he began to wonder when he'd be able to meet the guy named Matthew. Was it custom for guests to help out with the groups chores or was there some serious mess up with his mental translation of what the guy said. He had a bad feeling that he somehow got himself stuck in a situation he wasn't going to like being in not too far from now. Though as of right now he'd best figure out his current situation and maybe the teen could help him figure it out, "When I see Matthew?"

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ZECHERIAH HENDRIX

「♠ you can't buy back lost time ♠」

Zecheriah could barely understand half of what the boy Ice said, but he didn't say anything and simply brushed it aside. It seemed like he would be pretending to understand a lot for his conversations. At some point he was going to desperately need to get some sort of translation application on his phone or have someone tutor him in English. Either way, he needed a solution quickly otherwise he's going to say something completely unrelated to the conversation or potentially say something offensive. In all honesty, no one ever remembers the important words from class. The only words he distinctly recalls were the swear words that everyone used to whisper and giggle about. It frustrated him nonetheless that he couldn't properly understand anyone or have a response back. Plus it was another worry he'd have to go to sleep at night with. He was already having a fair amount of stress just having to deal with being in a foreign country. He did wonder though what they were going to do with his car and all his stuff, they weren't just going to leave it there right? On top of that the car was a rental car, so they better not trash it or something as it was going to be a huge fine under his name. His organization wasn't exactly happy about him heading out for a "vacation" anyways, since his funds were run through the mafia first then he would pay them back through his work. Zecheriah would forced put in long hours if the car was going to be put on his tab. Plus all his clothes were there, he didn't plan on wearing one pair of clothing for however long he was going to be staying here.

He looked at Ice and waited for him to continue, but Ice seemed to be doing the exact same thing to him. Was he supposed to have said something? Did Ice ask him some sort of question? Wait, did he even get the chance to introduce himself? Zecheriah only knew Ice's name by overhearing the conversation in which the guy who had initially approached ordered for the boy to show him what to do. Feeling that maybe introducing himself would make the whole situation less awkward for the two of them - Ice being skittish around him and Zecheriah not knowing what to do - he outstretched his hand towards the albino boy. "I am Zecheriah. You Ice right?" He made an effort to not raise his voice too high as it seemed the two wolves he had gestured to were sleeping. Glancing over at the sleeping wolves, he began to wonder when he'd be able to meet the guy named Matthew. Was it custom for guests to help out with the groups chores or was there some serious mess up with his mental translation of what the guy said. He had a bad feeling that he somehow got himself stuck in a situation he wasn't going to like being in not too far from now. Though as of right now he'd best figure out his current situation and maybe the teen could help him figure it out, "When I see Matthew?"

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Ice
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The teenager looked towards Zecheriah as the older male entered the building. There were several minutes of silence between the pair of omegas in which Ice watched the pair of old wolves sleep, the various pups slumbering in a tangle of limbs and all trying to press into Birch who was also slumbering. The teenager looked at the extended hand as the male introduced himself as Zecheriah and asked if he was nice. Nodding, he hesitantly took the other’s hand and shook it. “...Y...I am Ice,” he said. “Oh, nice...nice to meet you,” Ice said.

At the mention of Matthew, the teen shifted on his feet, causing Andromeda to wake.



The faded black wolf with amber eyes stirred as she came awake, her paws and muzzle white with age. “Ice, who is this?”

“I don’t...oh Andromeda! Ummm...this is a new omega...he’s...new to being a wolf I guess,” said Ice. Turning back to Zecheriah, he lowered his hand which he had unknowingly kept clasped. “I suppose whenever the alpha comes back...though he never tells us when he plans on coming. Matthew does what he wants and nobody here can stop him. Zecheriah...this is Andromeda. She’s...ummm...?”

Ice rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. He had never asked how old the elders were.

“I am thirteen as a wolf and 80 as a human,” spoke Andromeda. “Rowan is eleven years as a wolf and sixty as a human. He had to retire early though doesn’t talk about the reason why.”

She sat up and yawned, Ice moving towards the old wolf. “Is there food?”

Ice nodded. “We have a little meat available but it looks like the hunting party hadn’t come back yet,” he said. Turning to Zecheriah, he headed out of the building. “We cook and feed the elders, protect them while Birch protects the pups, that sort of thing. Come on...I show you where food is kept.” mikyuu

 

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KOEN SANDBURG

「· life is crueler than death ·」

The interception of foreign noise that wasn't part of his memories shocked him back into reality. Koen shuddered having been abruptly brought back into reality. He just kneeled there for a moment, unsure what to make of anything. For a seconding he was reliving the worst moments of his life, the next he was back in the snowy forestry of Montana. He was shocked by the sudden change but quickly regained he senses, sadly he can say this wasn’t the first time he’s experienced being suddenly shaken out of his episodes. Plenty of people have come up to him before and asked if he was okay during his manic sessions. Which he can say he’s incredibly grateful for, he’s never able to break out of the episode by himself. Under normal circumstances he would have thanked whoever just helped him out of his episode, but he quickly remembered what situation he was in and snapped away from where the noise had came from. He turned back around to face whatever was there, curling his lip up into a growl. He narrowed his red eyes into a glare at whatever was before him. He immediately glanced away then shifted awkwardly when he noticed that there was a woman completely nude in front of him. Though his shyness quickly faded away realizing the only reason why someone would ever be naked out here in the cold would be if this shifted. He no longer looked away out of respect but now stared dead on into her, eyes filled with distain. From his peripheral vision he noticed some sort of silver branding on her stomach area, being a wolf it must have been extremely painful to have it be done. Part of him wondered if the pain of the allergic reactions of wolfsbane when ingested was compared to being branded with silver. But of course that’s wasn’t what was important right now, his priority needed be dealing with this female wolf.

Koen heard yipping and some sort of attempt at growling. He looked down and saw three pups huddled around her feet. So his guess at a family troupe was correct after all. His gaze quickly shifted back over to the female, not wanting distractions to keep him from noticing what the female was going to do. Koen could see the distinct expression of horror on her face as she looked at his face, a common look he received if he didn’t wear sunglasses. He had scars littered around his body, but the ones around his eyes were the most gruesome. Why they were so red in color that they looked like he was just burned, he had no idea. His maker kept on saying it had to be something related to genetics, taking tissue samples from them every so often. Even with continuous tests, he never figured it out during his five years of “ownership” over Koen. The woman cautiously asked who he was, her teeth chattering from the cold. He pursed his lips and scrunched his nose in annoyance as he held his gaze right into her eyes. He released an arrogated sigh and dropped his gaze from the woman to take off his backpack he’d been traveling around with. He pulled out a worn blanket, it was carpily patched in different places and had a earth smell, but the most important thing was that it was warm. He threw it towards her, even if he was weary of her intentions, Koen wasn’t a monster like some wolves where. He turned away, giving the woman time to wrap herself up, though kept the threshold of his gaze close enough to be able to react if she pounced.

He zipped up his backpack and returned it to its place on his back, and slowly rose up from his knees to his full height. He took note on how much smaller she was compared to him, meaning she must be fairly agile in a fight to make up for brute strength. Koen stepped back to insure a safe amount of space between them so he could react to anything. He kept his gaze a glare towards her, threatening her not to try anything against him. His canines slightly bared through his lips as he waited for her to get herself situated. Finally when she was finished, Koen replied to her question, “Koen. Who are you?” his voice was blunt and a tad bit on the aggressive side. He wasn’t exactly in a great mood after having to deal with part of an episode. He crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for the woman’s answer.

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KOEN SANDBURG

「· life is crueler than death ·」

The interception or foreign noise that wasn't part of his memories shocked him back into reality. Koen shuddered havin g been abruptly brought back into reality. He just kneeled there for a moment, unsure what to make of anything. For a seconding he was reliving the worst moments of his life, the next he was back in the snowy forestry of Montana. He was shocked by the sudden change but quickly regained he senses, sadly he can say this wasn’t the first time he’s experienced being suddenly shaken out of his episodes. Plenty of people have come up to him before and asked if he was okay during his manic sessions. Which he can say he’s incredibly grateful for, he’s never able to break out of the episode by himself. Under normal circumstances he would have thanked whoever just helped him out of his episode, but he quickly remembered what situation he was in and snapped away from where the noise had came from. He turned back around to face whatever was there, curling his lip up into a growl. He narrowed his red eyes into a glare at whatever was before him. He immediately glanced away then shifted awkwardly when he noticed that there was a woman completely nude in front of him. Though his shyness quickly faded away realizing the only reason why someone would ever be naked out here in the cold would be if this shifted. He no longer looked away out of respect but now stared dead on into her, eyes filled with distain. From his peripheral vision he noticed some sort of silver branding on her stomach area, being a wolf it must have been extremely painful to have it be done. Part of him wondered if the pain of the allergic reactions of wolfsbane when ingested was compared to being branded with silver. But of course that’s wasn’t what was important right now, his priority needed be dealing with this female wolf.

Koen heard yipping and some sort of attempt at growling. He looked down and saw three pups huddled around her feet. So his guess at a family troupe was correct after all. His gaze quickly shifted back over to the female, not wanting distractions to keep him from noticing what the female was going to do. Koen could see the distinct expression of horror on her face as she looked at his face, a common look he received if he didn’t wear sunglasses. He had scars littered around his body, but the ones around his eyes were the most gruesome. Why they were so red in color that they looked like he was just burned, he had no idea. His maker kept on saying it had to be something related to genetics, taking tissue samples from them every so often. Even with continuous tests, he never figured it out during his five years of “ownership” over Koen. The woman cautiously asked who he was, her teeth chattering from the cold. He pursed his lips and scrunched his nose in annoyance as he held his gaze right into her eyes. He released an arrogated sigh and dropped his gaze from the woman to take off his backpack he’d been traveling around with. He pulled out a worn blanket, it was carpily patched in different places and had a earth smell, but the most important thing was that it was warm. He threw it towards her, even if he was weary of her intentions, Koen wasn’t a monster like some wolves where. He turned away, giving the woman time to wrap herself up, though kept the threshold of his gaze close enough to be able to react if she pounced.

He zipped up his backpack and returned it to its place on his back, and slowly rose up from his knees to his full height. He took note on how much smaller she was compared to him, meaning she must be fairly agile in a fight to make up for brute strength. Koen stepped back to insure a safe amount of space between them so he could react to anything. He kept his gaze a glare towards her, threatening her not to try anything against him. His canines slightly bared through his lips as he waited for her to get herself situated. Finally when she was finished, Koen replied to her question, “Koen. Who are you?” his voice was blunt and a tad bit on the aggressive side. He wasn’t exactly in a great mood after having to deal with part of an episode. He crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for the woman’s answer.

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The woman watched as the male took time to respond to her, shaking her head as waited. It seemed he was lost in himself...the woman understood that. How often had she got lost in her thoughts and mind, that someone needed to pull her out? There was no one to pull her out anymore though so she did not interrupt him. Oracle was on edge, the wolf pushing forward so that their eyes flickered to topaz before disappearing. Oracle paced nervously in her mind as Angelica waited.

When he came back to himself, he stared at her before looking to her pups and then back to her. Reaching into his bag, the male withdrew a blanket and tossed it to her, the woman’s hand shooting out and grasping it. The woman wrapped the blanket around herself, tugging it from Apollo who grabbed the edge and kicked him back with her foot. “Behave,” growled Oracle out loud to their son. The wolf’s voice was harsh and rough, blunt yet still holding their welsh accent.

Apollo whined which the wolf ignored as did the human side of the woman. When the woman had wrapped the blanket around her body while holding some over her head, the male turned back and answered her question before asking his own with a harsh tone. “You live in pain and tortured memories,” Angelica spoke. “This is why I hate werewolves and wish I wasn’t one. Who am I?”

Angelica frowned at the question, her features shifting into sorrow and pain, her body sagging visibly at the question, the woman used to the harsh tones. As she shifted, one of her wrists became visible, revealing burns of silver that had never healed despite being free for such a short time after her mate rescued her again. “It depends on who you are asking. Omega. Slave if you ask Matthew Hendrix...my former master or my deceased mistress....I suppose you can refer to me as killer for my crimes...but my name...is Angelica. My wolf is Oracle.” mikyuu

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Levi was having fun being pushed around by Axel, little tail wagging around excitedly. He bounced around, bopping Axel on the nose, giggling all the while. This was true fun. The other pups were great and all, but Axel knew how to play properly. Even though Axel was far larger than Levi, the small pup knew that the other would never hurt him on purpose, unless maybe Levi did something really bad. His ears twitched as the other mentioned his mother, and he grumbled.

"Mama doesn't care about me. She's always with Nyx and Draco, and they don't play properly either!" He grumbled, shaking his head, "I don't want to go back Axel! I want to stay with you! You're far more fun than them!" He exclaimed, flattening his ears in the puppy version of a pout. He didn't want Axel to get hurt, and he didn't want to go home, "You won't get hurt Axel! You're big and strong! you'll beat them all!" The pup chirped.

He squirmed as he was picked up, and pouted again as he was put down near the house. Though, his eyes did brighten at the dried meat he was given, and he nodded obediently, already gnawing on it. He scampered off to do as he was told, hoping that Axel would take him with him. Maybe that was what he was telling Artemis! He huffed as he followed his mothers scent to upstairs, and paused in front of the closed door. He scratched at it, knowing his mother was in there, and whined in the back of his throat as he decided to keep chewing on Axels gift.

Artemis helped the girl, Peach, to wash and dry, being gentle and careful with her, and ensured she was okay before they finally left for the other room. She kept cooing that everything was alright to the other, despite having no real idea what was going on. As they stood in the room, Artemis stayed quiet, near the door. She hadn't been dismissed, so she didn't leave, but she wanted to. She didn't understand, but realised she was probably there for the girls comfort, not for Nico. Which... made more sense.

Hearing scratching at the door, she sniffed the air. Levi. No doubt her son was causing trouble again. She paused though, recognising the scent of someone else on her pup. Was that.... No. He wouldn't come here surely. She looked to Nico, biting her lip, "Alpha? M-May I see what my son wants? I'll be back as soon as I can be." She told him, keeping her voice quiet.

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The girl, Peach as she called herself, didn’t say anything yet and Niko assumed the female had gone to sleep or just that she had nothing to say to her predicament. Artemis followed and cooed to the female which Niko thought was somewhat annoying but he allowed it. When she turned to the door, the sound of scratching reaching their ears, the alpha turning towards Artemis as she asked if he would allow her to check on her son and that she would be right back. Inhaling the air, Niko detected the scent of Levi...and strangely the alpha’s som. What the hell was Axel doing here?! Huffing to himself, Niko nodded. “He isn’t allowed in here,” spoke Niko quietly. “But you may check on him and see what he wants.” WolfOfProphecys mentioned: CZDoubleU Cosmosis

 

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Artemis nodded hurriedly, thanking him. She slipped out the door, closing it behind her, and blinked down at her son. Without thinking she shifted, though the girl on the other side wouldn't be able to see her, and she nudged Levi further away so they could talk in private. The pup excitedly explained to her, between chews on some piece of meat, that Axel wanted to see her. Axel. So he had come back, she had smelt his scent mingled with her sons. Hoping Nico wouldn't be too mad, she followed her son outside, knowing Axel probably would stay there until they returned. She found herself nervous though. What did he want?

Stepping outside, she told Levi to stay by the door. He whined at her, but she allowed him to keep the piece of meat to himself, and he sat there gnawing on it quietly. She padded up to Axel, blinking at him almost warily. After all, he could easily hurt her. CZDoubleU scorpiodragon Cosmosis

 

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Niko sighed as he watched Artemis leave and shut the door behind her. Hearing her shift and move her son away from the door, silence soon reigned on the second floor. He glanced at Peach who was quiet and then pulled out his phone to see if there were any messages but there was none. Welll, hopefully that meant that his kids were not getting into trouble.

 

[Cosmosis]

The memories. They all crowded Daemon at once and his face contorted. Did this man have the ability to guess he realized who he was? No. Matthew didn’t did he?

“Whoever you are...” Daemon growled, the air seemed to shake into itself. “Whatever you may know about me. You will not dare assume to know ANYTHING ABOUT ME!” He roared.

The ground beneath the two men cracked as the wood creaked and groaned while it shrank, the water loss causing it to shrivel below them. Daemon advanced on Matthew quickly and calculated his moves. The man was dangerous but was he fast enough to react?

Within a few seconds of the floorboards making noise Dame had traversed the floor and clothes-lined the man sending him vertically before using his own momentum to spin around as his left foot pivoted and spun him a bit too far, his hand gripping Matthew under his chin instead of his neck. It was like Daemon had snatched up a fish from water.

Tightening his grip Daemon looked up at the black-haired man with a calm sense of rage washing over himself.

“I rather not have you think of me as someone who doesn’t understand what he is.” Daemon half lied. He knew what he was, he just couldn’t fully comprehend his powers.

Without a second thought put into it, The younger man went to his front door and launched his intruder out, not knowing how far he went or how far he didn’t go. All Daemon knew was he would not have himself stained further by that thing’s words. They had corrupted his councious enough to shake him to his core and as much as he hated Matthew, deep down in the pit of his heart and councious, Daemon respected the man and it scared the hell out of him.
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It seemed to Matthew that Daemon had no idea who he was or anything about the city a few years ago. He smirked to himself, perhaps a visit to the city was in order to get the other man’s memories charged up. He was not expecting the other tobroar at him and cause the air to shake with his voice. Matthew might have thought, if he didn’t know better, that the man had sonic scream. Where was his display....ah.

No sooner had Matthew had that thought, the Phantasm alpha and ex Winslow beta, was gripped by the other by his chin. Matthew’s eyes flashed and remained amber as his ears came up on his head, the lush cream fur visible within his jet black hair. “Going to dare threaten me? I seem to remember saving your life after draining the life out of those prey.”

Daemon however didn’t seem to hear him as he continued roaring at Matthew, telling him not to assume anything about who he was as he was lifted off the floor a few inches. Matthew growled in response though did not move, knowing how easily strong the other was. He could feel the draining of his chin before he was thrown out the door and thrown out the door and through a couple walls.

His head smacked into the far wall and he picked himself up off the floor. Rubbing at his chin, he found it was fine so it seemed there was no damage done. Still the wolf went to the bathroom, walking in on someone in the shower. Claws extending, Matthew slashed open the woman’s throat, spraying blood on the wall and mirror as the woman screamed. Matthew washed his hands and face, checking himself in the mirror and activated his healing which kicked in immediately. “Fucking pup,” he snarled before just going through the window of the apartment he had been thrown through. Landing on the ground he walked off back to the diner and got in his SUV before leaving Clover Hills.

Passing along the road towards Glaswin, the alpha soon came across Niko’s car. Stopping, he fastened Niko’s jump cables to both engines and recharged the battery before driving his vehicle to Glaswin. When he got out, he slammed the door and pulled out the bags of clothing he’d gotten for his new...mate. Unfortunately, Matthew was not in a good mood thanks to Daemon, which meant someone was going to get the brunt of the male’s anger. Getting out of the vehicle, the scent of his son reached his nose and he frowned.

“AXEL!” He roared as he followed his son’s scent. What was his son doing in Glaswin when he had no orders to go on patrol or hunt in other lands?

Meanwhile Fir, Fiona and the six other wolves had found the deer and began skinning and preparing the meat before three took it back to the pack to package up, the others heading to the bear to get that fixed and skinned the hide off to add to the fur blankets for the pack...though it was possible this might go towards the alpha’s son as a gift which meant careful skinning. Cosmosis CZDoubleU

 

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Axel stepped up on his haunches and eyed the female. His tail flicked back and forth until he heard his name being called top of lung by his father. He grumbled to himself. “Just returning pups where they belong, sir.” He thought effortlessly before tubing into human and bowing to the female before him. He also slipped on a pair of pants before stepping in eyesight of the woman. As he bowed he looked though his veil of lengthed black hair and crocked a smile. He was in need of a cut. Perhaps a cut he would get pretty soon if he stopped in towns again. Maybe if he did he would get a milkshake also. Yes. That sounded wonderful.

“Pardon my intrusion,” he said gently. “It appears you have reuigeres with your son Levi whom only monents earlier I caught wandering into my territory and. I don’t need to remind you of my father’s wrath do I?” He smiled but then took the girl by her hand. “I do miss playing with the boy. Perhaps we may meet in town again soon at that milk shop place on the edge of town. What do you say?” Since he had given away his last punch card he would need to make sure to get a new one. And hopefully get two punches in it once more. “For now I must god you adue, please. Come for me soon or your son might take off again!” He kissed her hand and shoved his hands into his pockets then and walked around the building viewing his father.

“What? Now I know what this looks like and you would be pleased to know I am only here to return a pup which was wandering into our territory. It didn’t seem worth it to kill it so I brought it back. What are you doing here?” He asked his father with an accusing tone to his voice. “Plus wherever alpha goes I can’t help but follow. Seems he’s gotten himself into some shit anyway.” He leaned against the car aloof of the situation and just how angry Mathew was. But Axel wasn’t afraid of him when he thought him to be a complete stranger and he certainly wasn’t afraid of him now.
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Viserys

Wide eyed shock. That was all that came to the girl’s mind when the small boy approached her and started to speak to her. She swallowed quickly which at the moment was a sausage bite and then smiled. “It supposes that under the conditions of my family’s insanity I would!” She smiled briefly and then looked over at Coyoty who was sitting soundlessly beside her. Looking almost as if she was choking on the air she was breathing- perhaps not breathing at all.

“The pups will undoubtedly be his,” she grumbled then and blinked. “I only rise the condition that I may be here. Until my aire rises to the age of maturity and takes the role for himself. Only then will I submit them for taking my place. You guys have some pretty backwards laws about aires and when those roles are filled like not only do I have to submit my child to-

“Your first born,” grumbled Viserys cutting in.”

“Not only do I have to submit my first born but I can’t even raise him/her. I have to let you? Direwolves raise their pups until they are fully Calle of handing it on their own out in the wild. That can include or not include up to 16 years of mothership. And my mother may have died giving birth to me but my father raised me until he was murdered when I was 12. Although it is a great honour to be accepted onto the council. You have my conditions. I don’t want my child to grow up motherless that might make me weak in your eyes but it’s important part of bonding and hunting. How did you even get this cute young thing? Kidnap him? I know of no mother who would willingly allow their child to grow up here without them. It’s inhumane.” The wolf girl took some of the breakfast and began to eat as Viserys patted the boy’s head.

“On the account of torturing people. I only ever attacked omegas. Tortured them. And it wasn’t really torture unless you call living in fear torture and that, they did all on their own. I did experiments on the sick to check for new cures and balancing out old ones. I am the best healer there ever was because of it and you can deny it all you want to but I know my way around a doctors office. I made do with what I had. I haven’t exhibited any instanity yet please I’d be the first to hold the gun up to my own head.” She initated a fun to her head and turned her attention to the boy.

“What’s your name little one?”

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Matthew
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Matthew remained at his vehicle, still enraged that his presence with Daemon was not looked at fondly and angry....no he was furious...had dared try use his power on him. The result was a rumbling growl from the man’s chest. His son’s words entered his head and Matthew frowned. Nikolaus needed to watch his pack pups more often. He said nothing until his son appeared at the car and leaned against it. “Watch your tone Axel,” Matthew snapped in irritation. “I meant to talk to you anyway. In addition to your duties as Gaurdian with a chance of becoming my Condottiere...I have something else in mind for you. You will be the first of my secret police within my pack. Wolves who report to me alone and spy on the pack, nor will you or future secret police...whom will be Guardians and maybe Sentinels...inform anyone of your special rank.

“As for what I am doing here, checking on a teenager I had fun with and possibly made my second mate,” Matthew said. “She will be here in Glaswin as a member with Niko watching over her or his little Erik will suffer.”

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The council members we’re silent as they ate and their heirs joined them, digging into the food as well. Bill looked at each of his grandparents who didn’t say anything so Bill didn’t either. “Thank you,” he chirped to one of the servants who gave gave him some eggs.

“Our mothers raised us,” spoke David. “You lesser houses do not understand the purpose of the council. It’s families like yours that result in humans hunting us, hence the reason the council punishes those who willingly endanger us and our way of life. We are lucky humans don’t hunt us like in the Dark Ages.”

“David...” spoke Rome, laying a hand on the Haven heir.

David turned to Rome and stared at his friend before falling silent.

As Coyot spoke, the three council adults calmly ate, saying nothing and not bothering to admonish David. “Your dire wolf rules do not apply here,” spoke Adolf at last. “As for if your children are your dead mate’s or your toy’s...that is what DNA testing is for. There is no reason for your other children but the first born...they can be sent to their father if it is that pompous pup being the father.”

“Dire wolves grow slower than purebloods...or other wolves it seems...Watts was right,” spoke Sky. “There is no need for a mother when the child is old enough to breed at 13.”

“Says the woman who got knocked up at 12,” spoke David.

“Your omegas feared because of your family,” spoke Klinge, “and the wolves who ran your pack...notably your siblings.” It was more to stave off an argument between Sky and her secondborn son.

“Torture is still torture,” spoke Rome. “No matter how you try to justify it woman.” He wa glaring at his father as he said this.

Klinge raised his hand to stave any arguments, frowning as Viserys touched his grandson and shot Sky a murderous look. None bothered saying anything concerning Viserys claims about her medical training. “Ross suggested starting with Klinge’s house as he is the last member,” spoke Sky. “He was the one to bring back the upbringing which we agreed to.”

“A necessary thing in times with the pureblood houses either killed by hunters or picked off by other council members as in the case of Altman House and others endangered due to only one or two family members left alive,” spoke Klinge. He glanced at his heir and nodded.
“Mia took me!” spoke Bill. “She was in Haven like me...mama had her as a guard,” Bill said. “Mama’s alpha of Haven but dedushka and babushka say I have to live here now but Uncle David and dedushka are nice. Nana mean.”

David and Rome burst into snickers at the child’s words, quickly shoveling food into their mouths as Sky scowled. “Your children will take over when you die...not upon reaching maturity,” spoke Klinge. “You want medical training, there will be no experimenting or torture and you will work for it, earning money yourself. We will not pay for your schooling.”

“B...uh I mean William,” amended Bill at the glares from every adult there on the council. “William Cohen-Haven, son of Riley Cohen and Gabriel Haven. Nana and Ded say only lesser people act prideful and only bad people take joy in hurting the innocent who can’t defend themselves.” He stared at Viserys, his eyes flickering to the Cohen copper. “Winslow and Goldback wolves bad...that why they died out.”

“Lavenza wolves as well. No wonder there was a mating between your siblings and the Lavenza wolf,” said Rome.

“What is your family name?” Questioned David to Coyot. “You are hardly mate material...you smell damaged and likely older than I am...”

“You will get with a cousin,” said Sky, causing David to grimace at that.

“David will choose his own mate as long as it is a pureblood,” spoke Klinge. David shot the elder wolf a grateful look to which Klinge gave a slight smile to his grandson’s uncle.

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Aayame padded softly into the den. It was just a small crevice in the mountain side but it was deep enough to get in from the rain and small enough to hide from the wind. Some snow made it in as she padded across the threshold of her makeshift home. Her fire had almost gone out and she nosed some firewood into it sparks went flying as she did after this she stepped behind a dearskin curtian and took her human form. She wore a brown knit sweater and a pair of what was once faded blue shorts. “You guys can come in. I have some squirrels and I might have some dear jerky left...” she looked around her and picked up the squirrels she referenced since the snow fell finding hibernating squirrels was pretty easy. They were fast little buggers. She was faster. She hadn’t realised her bite pressure so most of the skulls on the squirrels she caught had broken apart. She didn’t need the squirrel heads anyway. She sat down by the fire and began to cook some squirrel in case they wanted some.

Her long brown hair had gotten longer in the winter but she still braided it down to one side. It was cold but she was sitting next to a pretty decent fire now. She had more wood stored behind her dear skin. Taking her wolf form every day took a lot of training and she still winced every time she changed to or from. She curled up by the fire tending to her sore muscles and bones.

“My name is Aayame. My brother and I came here from England. We were on thw run from his alpha. But all seems safe now. Perhaps he ran off because the alpha is only after him. I’m not so sure.... who are you guys?” She smiled gently.

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Ilya settled near the fire, scanning the damp cave. It was better than staying out in the snow. "Thank you Aayame. My name's Ilya, I've just arrived from Canada." The blonde smiled, grateful for the stranger's hospitality. She shuffled around in her bag and handed her some clothes, "Here, take this. For offering me a place to stay." She'd placed the pile onto the floor near her and hoped that her kindness wouldn't be treated as a sign of dominance like before. Remembering what happened a while ago, she glanced at the black wolf and huffed.

"I came from a small pack in my hometown. I'm here to... well, find my father." Her eyes were hopeful, but her thumbs twiddled together. She wasn't sure if she could and doubts that he was even still here. "My mom had to move to Canada, and they promised each other that they'd meet there. But my father never came..."

"Ah-- sorry. That was a bit sappy, wasn't it?" Ilya giggled, a hand rubbing the back of her neck. "What are your plans, Aayame? You mentioned your brother, but where is he?"

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ZECHERIAH HENDRIX

「♠ you can't buy back lost time ♠」

Zecheriah followed after Ice, he nodded a greeting towards the elderly wolf as they walked along. He honestly wasn’t sure on what to make of this anymore, there was definitely a mix up in translation when the guy invited him to “join” them. Strangely enough, these “packs” didn’t run so differently from the mafia. Except maybe without weapons and whole underground black market business. Actually, who knows? He the visitor here, he has no idea on what possibly goes behind the scenes. Thinking back onto his car and his belongings, he really hoped he could get at least the clothing back. The suits and outfits he had brought were rather top of the line brands. Mostly because for his job he had to dress nicely anyways, but he did really enjoy wearing them. He didn’t even wear the clothing properly though, which he would constantly be scolded for. Zecheriah would always wear them in a more aloft fashion, with the a few buttons undone or shirt not tucked in, it gave he a rather “dangerous” kind of feel. As of right now he only had his tight-fit white shirt, leather jacket, and jeans. Maybe he should ask Ice about the fate of his rental car...

While he paced after the boy, he admired the forestry around the building. Zecheriah spent most of his time in the cities or in the underground hideouts for the mafia. He’d never really gotten to time to enjoy life really at all. One could say he was a slave to his work, but he did enjoy what he did. After all, what kind of job could get away with cold murder? Something on the illegal side of things for sure. Plus it gave him relief to the itch he always had for bloodshed. Though now that he was away, he'd have to keep his sadism at a low. He wasn't exactly in his home environment to feel completely comfortable to display his antics. Strangely enough he was beginning to feel particularly lustful for bloodshed, maybe it was because of the full moon that was going to come up... Unfortunately for him he was exactly sure how to deal with whatever happens during that time, but maybe the other people in the "pack" will know. He was going to seriously need some answers at some point, it didn't matter if it was from the guy Matthew at this point. His attention shifted towards Ice, remembering how he wasn't exactly human either. Zecheriah recalled that he mentioned how he didn't know how to act like a "wolf" at all. Maybe he should just ask him, he seemed to speak more easily than the others did, "What is this "wolf" thing?" In all honesty he didn't know, he just knew he wasn't very human and was incredibly stronger than them. The Hendrix household gave him a basic idea to what is was, but he couldn't completely grasp it. Plus they didn't exactly dumb down their language to help him interpret what they said, curse his stupid highschool self.

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「♠ you can't buy back lost time ♠」

Zecheriah followed after Ice, he nodded a greeting towards the elderly wolf as they walked along. He honestly wasn’t sure on what to make of this anymore, there was definitely a mix up in translation when the guy invited him to “join” them. Strangely enough, these “packs” didn’t run so differently from the mafia. Except maybe without weapons and whole underground black market business. Actually, who knows? He the visitor here, he has no idea on what possibly goes behind the scenes. Thinking back onto his car and his belongings, he really hoped he could get at least the clothing back. The suits and outfits he had brought were rather top of the line brands. Mostly because for his job he had to dress nicely anyways, but he did really enjoy wearing them. He didn’t even wear the clothing properly though, which he would constantly be scolded for. Zecheriah would always wear them in a more aloft fashion, with the a few buttons undone or shirt” not tucked in, it gave he a rather “dangerous” kind of feel. As of right now he only had his tight-fit white shirt, leather jacket, and jeans. Maybe he should ask Ice about the fate of his rental car...

While he paced after the boy, he admired the forestry around the building. Zecheriah spent most of his time in the cities or in the underground hideouts for the mafia. He’d never really gotten to time to enjoy life really at all. One could say he was a slave to his work, but he did enjoy what he did. After all, what kind of job could get away with cold murder? Something on the illegal side of things for sure. Plus it gave him relief to the itch he always had for bloodshed. Though now that he was away, he'd have to keep his sadism at a low. He wasn't exactly in his home environment to feel completely comfortable to display his antics. Strangely enough he was beginning to feel particularly lustful for bloodshed, maybe it was because of the full moon that was going to come up... Unfortunately for him he was exactly sure how to deal with whatever happens during that time, but maybe the other people in the "pack" will know. He was going to seriously need some answers at some point, it didn't matter if it was from the guy Matthew at this point. His attention shifted towards Ice, remembering how he wasn't exactly human either. Zecheriah recalled that he mentioned how he didn't know how to act like a "wolf" at all. Maybe he should just ask him, he seemed to speak more easily than the others did, "What is this "wolf" thing?" In all honesty he didn't know, he just knew he wasn't very human and was incredibly stronger than them. The Hendrix household gave him a basic idea to what is was, but he couldn't completely grasp it. Plus they didn't exactly dumb down their language to help him interpret what they said, curse his stupid highschool self.

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“You are a werewolf...and a Henndrix which apparently means a lot among half-blood circles. You have more bloodlust...more aggressive and wild nature than other males...likely not afraid of using your strength and name to get what you want when you want,” Ice spoke now with certainty that one might think he knew more than he did. Rather, the teenager was just resigned to the fact and didn’t expect anything to be different with this Hendrix or even thecalpja’s niece to be sweet and nice to him as she grew. Of course he might be dead by then anyway, depending if the alpha grew bored of him or he got killed somehow...or did not survive the winter.

As they reached the building, they were accosted by Hibiscus and a Sentinel. “Andromeda is awake,” spoke Ice as he bowed his head, the two wolves watching him and then looking to Zecheriah. “He’s a cousin of the alpha and just joined.”

“Make sure he knows he can’t eat until the rest of the pack eat,” spoke Hibiscus.

“Yes ma’am,” said Ice as the pair stepped aside and allowed the pair of omegas in. The building was naturally of stone, the windows boarded up with wood, and quite cool inside. A few pieces of meat were piled haphazardly and there were some root vegetables in barrels which were set against the far wall. “You know dog and wolf...how they need pack to survive? That werewolf...we need pack to survive and not do well alone...wolf always desire safety of pack, mate, children in breeding season which is this month. Aria is off limits...she is the alpha’s...and not sure about Marie...she may get with gamma,” said Ice.

“Other females like Hibiscus and Fir...Fir is twin to Hibiscus...they are possibly going into first heat this year...heat...Alpha says make males nuts and cause death or injury...risk bringing in loners and male’s of other packs...but good chance make pups. Better chance in wolf form for pregnancy to catch or something,” said Ice, feeling somewhat uncomfortable now. “Alpha not care if males attack each other, says we have to fight to get mates and get...anger out. Anyone who dies gets added to limited food resources. Alpha...alpha like...like king...in charge of everything. Beta...beta like alpha adviser, runs pack when alpha not here, and Vince...Vince is the pack’s spokesperson to the alpha and beta. He shows newcomers around but isn’t here at the moment, he’s also Aria’s twin brother and attacks any males who try breeding his siste...’crept alpha who nobody would dare mess with. Then there...there subordinates...medics, guardians which are warriors and guards, and sentinels which are scouts and hunters. They make up bulk of pack, each led by a person in charge of them. Then there citizens...or weaklings to alpha. Custodians like Birch, elders which are retired wolves, pups and us...omegas. Alpha let’s omegas beeed but only with other omegas...I think,” he said. Ice wasn’t sure entirely, he had got his ass kicked last breeding season.

“Pack is safety and order. We have dangers such as other packs, other predators, and hunters....humans that hunt werewolves...kill or capture them, no matter their age. Matthew says humans are cruel and we can’t breed with them. As omegas we eat after everyone else which means we get scraps...sometimes not eat at all.” mikyuu

 

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“You know what surprises me the most about this entire encounter?” Asked the readhead moving her hands over the table as if to address everyone. “No matter what bloodline you come from you and everyone else expect me to expect that you will provide for me. I have a scholarship. I’ll use that to finish my schooling. She ate her food and glanced over at the boy a few times while Coyoty looked like she was going to have an aneurism.

Her face turned however and plated up herself some sausage and asked for an egg omelette. “So we can go home than? Or we have to stay here?” She wondered if she’d ever see clover hills again. Probably best that she didn’t given the heartbreak her ex gave her and killed her mate not even giving her enough time to grieve before he isolated and violated her. France was an okay place but she had a funny feeling that maybe they wouldn’t let her out. There would be rules here, strickt rules that centred around a new way of life she wasn’t sure she was prepared for.

“And what of who I must mate with as I am the only one of my family left so I just mate with anyone?” Asked Viserys as she was given a hard boiled egg upon her request. She blinked and looked over the council staff. This would be territory she was not used to and would have to tred lightly. She swallowed some orange juice with champagne in it and smiled liking the taste after never having it before.

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Axel nodded. “Thank you,” he said. “I appreciate the thought of you think I am honorable to have such a role.”A gentle smile rested on his lips. “Your Secret Is safe with me. I must ask though, may I head into town grab a few things for the pack like blankets pillows and get my hair cut?” He looted a human body not that long ago. His past and what he did when he was not with Mathew was none of his business and he found he did not have to explain to him. Even if his rage was exploited differently. Killing humans three towns over was no big deal to him and he’d gotten a small but sizeable forturne out of it.

He was also considering going to the shop right away as he had invited a very pretty girl out. “Oh I wonder. As it is mating season what are the rules on this? If I were to bring in a female from another pack and decide to mate with her would you be okay with that? I know the rules state you must mate within a pack but what if I brought in a girl to mate with? Would this strike an issue with you, sir?” He asked lowing his eyes so he was not looking directly into the other males eyes.
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Alkali
The dark tan wolf stepped through the snow following the white wolf silently. He’d been keeping an eye on the Male since Axel had left him here. He followed the Male as he guided the other newcomer around the pack. He was quite fond of this Male. Though he seemed a bit skiddish. It would have made a funny joke should he hide in a pile of snow and come out to scare the Male. Of course it would make for some negative energy between them. The thought however crossed his mind.

The Male also thought of his sister. The cute bright wolf. How he missed her. He took off after attacking her and had not seen her since. Which was before the snow fell. It was falling fast and thick now. They seemed to need to part ways. Alkali was taken into the woods with axel and damn near killed. Though his wounds were hardened by the cold they were still there and he limped but said nothing and continued to learn from the white male.
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"Gabriel has already been informed of your wish to join the council as well as that your mate was killed by your ex-mate and your position as an alpha," spoke Sky. "She is well aware she has lost a beta now...again...and no...neither of you will be leaving the council now that you've joined except on death or if you're granted vacation time. Unfortunately that has been stopped in light of...recent events."

"You see mama?" asked Bill.

"No," said Sky. "And you will not be speaking to her," she said as Bill opened his mouth again to ask just that. "Your mother and I do not get along...she doesn't like our ways but she obeys them."

"I wonder why?" chimed David.

Sky ignored her son as Klinge spoke again. "We have pureblood guards here...you can mate with one of them...or one of the pureblood servants. You can even court a respectable pureblood from France if you so desire as Rome is doing to his female companion," the old male gestured towards the female that had been silently sitting at Rome's side and eating quietly. "Your mate..." he turned to Coyot, "will not be allowed here for breeding purposes. One...we don't like the pompous pup and two, not even Jackal-Sky's mate or Adolf's women will be allowed here."

"David should begin finding a suitable female," spoke Adolf as he looked over at his fellow council member. "We may need to fill the other council positions as well. Watts is taken care of but there is Goldback, Ross, Altman, Lazvena, and Kyzer to fill."

"We need to get one of the Barnes' girls pregnant and on their seat, even if we have to kidnap them," said Sky.

"Indeed...we will need to take drastic measures to secure the future of the council with only six of the original bloodlines being left alive," spoke Klinge. "Now...as for the lycan problem...were the packs of Clover Hills aware of that threat?"

"Gabriel gave some indication that it was lycans who killed Azrael but nothing to show she knew of Andrew's plots or his lycan and pureblood army," Sky said. "I have yet to speak to Miley but the girl would have informed me if there was anything amiss."

"It sounds like this Phantasm is run by an idiot halfblood who probably has no idea how to run a pack," said Adolf. "Then it seems Clover Hills will not be punished."

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"Welcome." Matthew nodded at his son's words about his secret being safe with the boy. When Axel asked if he could go into town to get things for the pack such as pillows and blankets...along with the odd request to get a haircut...the alpha nodded. "Very well," said Matthew. "And if you are bored...use my account at the brothel. Maybe you'll find yourself a pretty albino, unless you want a crack at Ice...as long as you don't turn the boy gay, I don't care what you do with him. I have plans for him to breed Fiona." Matthew smiled maliciously at his son and tossed the younger wolf his keys. "Take the SUV, it's faster." He gave the male fifty for gas. "Fill it up when you come back home," he said before walking off towards Glaswin's new home though before he could enter his son stopped him again and he turned.

Axel's mention of mating season caused the male to look sharply at the younger wolf who had enough sense and respect to not look him directly in the eyes. "A wolf from another pack," spoke Matthew slowly. "As long as it isn't that bitch Michi who can't make pups anymore and is overall useless or an omega...you may bring someone into the pack but the girl needs to pull her weight and I expect at least two pups to be living within Phantasm which you will care for and live in your home in the cabin village we will be moving to. Should this female be disobedient to you or me, I trust you to put her in her place through whatever means necesssary and kill her if she tries to harm your children such as Niko's loner that tried to kill his children. Oh...and drop the food off at home before you head into town." He then left Axel standing there and and entered the house.

Letting the door swing shut behind him, he shouted for Niko, the alpha of Glaswin winching at his alpha's shout and scurried downstairs, locking the door behind him. Rushing downstairs, Niko was met with a fist that caused him to stagger back from the blow. Glancing at Matthew, he internally winched...it seemed something had pissed the alpha off and he was going to endure the alpha's...displeasure. As if to prove his point, Niko was dropped to the ground as the alpha savagely began beating Niko, the younger male not even shifting to defend himself as he knew it wouldn't help. When a couple of wolves tried interfering, Matthew attacked them as well.

Ice remained unaware that he was being followed by another wolf. He just continued leading Zecheriah around, the albino teen looking through the food and pointing out what each few pieces of meat were. "We eat wolf here...wolf...fox....vermin...game birds...livestock if we can catch them....cooked food...raw...humans," said Ice. "Regular wolf and lone werewolves as needed...the alpha has everyone but pups go on weekly hunting and patrol parties..even the omegas so we can defend ourselves and the territory." CZDoubleU mikyuu

 

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KOEN SANDBURG

「· life is crueler than death ·」

Koen's body shook with anger. Tortured? Tortured makes it seem to limited, that it only happened for so long. No, what he experienced was a curse. Something that would plague him every second of his life, something that branded more than his physical self. There wasn't ever a break from his suffering, every breath he took, every step he'd take, it'd follow him everywhere. There wasn't an escape, there was no escape, unless he stopped everything all together... His breath, his heart, his brain... Yet he was scared, scared of the pain, scared of everything. He wanted to do it so bad, to make everything go away but he couldn't. He won't ever be able to, it was part of curse. Wanting to flee, but never having the courage to. It was like swimming through muddy water, there was never clarity, never a chance of light, it was just himself in a whole void of emptiness. No one could understand, they all tell him to get over it, but its not possible. They all tell him to simply swim to the surface, but he can't, his body is too heavy. All his limbs were slump by his side, it made it so much easier to drown than to float.

Koen cracked out in laughter, genuine laughter, something he hasn't done in so long. He almost surprised himself, but the undertone of craziness made it less so. He was going to be driven insane at some point. "Memories huh? Memories!? It with me every breath I take, they aren't any memories! They're here everyday, in anything I do! There's no escaping these nightmares, I can't even run away. Not physically or mentally." he took a staggered breath, while raising his shaking hand to the woman as an example. "I can't even run with these spasms! I can't even physically escape! There is no end to this, it's not just memories its my shadow! Following me everywhere I go, when can I get a break?" He face contorted with anger, but it quickly melted into agony. He was so tired of everything, why did life have to do this to him? Tears bubbled up into his eyes and his vision slightly blur. He viciously shook his head to spur the tears away, but they just seemed to continued coming and coming. Koen's never slipped like this before to anyone, especially not to someone he's just met. Maybe it's because of all his balled in emotions, never having a place to release them. Or maybe it was because she seemed to understand where he came from, and she herself suffered too? Now wasn't exactly the time for details, the overwhelming amounts of emotions he had was slipping through his cracks. The tears wouldn't stop falling from his eyes. Koen once again felt weak at his knees and slumped over onto the ground, one arm profusely wiping tears and the other entangled in a mess in his short snowy hair.

He just sobbed at his own pitiful self, Koen needed to get a hold of himself. He shouldn't be taking up this poor woman's time. She clearly wasn't going to go and attack him so there wasn't any point to all of this. His tears eventually stopped and his hands fell into the snow, his head hung over the tiny white crystalized water particles. He panted, just staring at the snow, trying to catch his breath from his crying. As it began to calm down, he slowly took in death breaths, trying to ease the rest of his body. "I-I'm sorry." he gasped out between his breaths, "I'm wasting your time. I'll let you and your pups get on their way. You can keep the blanket, I'll find another one." He hastily picked himself back up a second time, and hopefully for the last time. This whole ordeal was a complete embarrassment. He really couldn't believe that he'd cry so easily in front of a stranger, that's something he need to work on if he was going to integrate himself back into the momentum of life.

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ZECHERIAH HENDRIX

「♠ you can't buy back lost time ♠」

Zecheriah was complete surprise at the boy's slowed pace in talking. He also used simpler sentences which were easier for him to understand. He resisted the urge to kiss the boy, mostly because that was incredibly weird and it's most likely pedofelia. The boy couldn't possibly be a day over 15 and that would be just a large "no" for him. His face momentarily shifted to utter disgust by the thought, but changed back quickly for finally be able to understand what the boy was saying. Though Zecheriah faltered when the boy mentioned "mates", everything sounded so animalistic about it he resisted the urge to gag just thinking about it. Did all wolf have such a primal idea of dating? What kind of place was this? Some sort of animal conservation and rehabilitation site? For now he'll just have to ignore the idea altogether, he wasn't exactly the romantic type. If he felt like it he'd just pick up someone he felt would fit his needs at that time and go with it, he was a very no strings attached kind of guy. Plus he like the player reputation, it meant whoever he got it on with should expect things to end pretty quickly. On top of that he really didn't have the luxury of having a very stable status on whether he was going to be alive or not when he went on a mission. Part of it was almost like he wanted to protect whoever was most important to him from such a loss, but it most definitely more the the side of not wanting to chained down. He liked things to be interesting, but it wasn't like he constantly slept around, just every once in a while.

He felt a slight discomfort as he continued to walk around; as if he was being watched, or at least in this general direction someone was watching. It was kind of a sixth sense he's adapted to from working his shady businesses. Zecheriah could just feel that someone was watching, a sensation in his gut you could say, but the gaze didn't seem to be ill-vised so he simply ignored it. He was new coming here after all, maybe someone was just curious. He continued after Ice, almost like a lost puppy. It was just nice to finally be able to understand what someone was saying for once. He was unbelievably grateful of the boy getting the idea he didn't know too much English, though it was probably pretty obvious with his horribly think accent. It was honestly a miracle at all the anyone could even understand him. The two eventually reached the food storage house, there wasn't too much inside. Though as the boy listed off what they all ate, Zecheriah visibly grimace when he said humans. The words immediately slipped out of his mouth, "Mensch?!" his voice showed utter shock and bewilderment, "Humans?"

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