At 5 p.m. in the evening, the atmosphere became more still like a void planet, then a thunderstorm struck twice with a red flashlight that will definitely meet you irrespective of where you are, and a strange wind filled up the entire community. Everyone was scared and terrified; children were found clamped in their mother's breast, mates were holding each other tightly, the trees were not left out, and animals were running for their lives. There were blood spills at every boundary of a given territory, and this allowed it to cross into a new clan to devour them.
The alphas are shifting; they howl and groan to protect the community; the moon goddess is prayed to send the full moon; and the clan, packs, and territory need more wolves to fight for them.
It is the beast—the masked monster—who has been terrorizing the entire wolf community in the last five years. It comes on the 12th, 17th, and 25th of every month. It kills and devours every wolf, werewolf, and animal it beholds.
He is seen as the demon of hell; he is the mysterious harbinger of death.
While I held my baby very tight to my chest, I tugged the curtain a little closer to see if I could see anything. Everyone seemed so terrified, but I wasn't that scared; I was rather curious to at least behold its face. This is the first time in my life that I am seeing the sight of the monster's visit. In the past, my dad would have us all locked up in the inner room while he went out with the rest of the rogue soldiers, the Gammas, in search of this unknown monster. It is said that despite their search, they haven't traced its route or even exactly how it looks. The last thing I heard about it is that the great old sorcerer of the dark moon pack is the only one with a picture of what the monster looks like. My father once said the sorcerer's price is for him to make peace with their alpha; only then can the wolf communities be peaceful again.
How can that even happen when Alpha Leo is my dad's greatest rival—not just my dad, but our entire pack?
Alpha Leo is the youngest alpha of his time, a great and powerful wolf. He used to be my father's ally. He uses his position to suppress his pack, and when it became too much for the pack members, they came to my father to help them speak to him. Their relationship took a flip to the south when he refused to stop hurting his pack, more-so when he started hunting down wolves from the shadow moon packs who dared step foot in his territory.
Unfortunately, I am his son's mother, and he doesn't know yet.
He groaned while he asked me, "What are you looking at; you are not scared?"
Would you sit down before the monsters see you and come for all of us?
Fear booms in my stomach. I don't have my wolf powers. How do I defend my son if the monster comes here? I quickly obeyed his command and did as instructed.
Bones started cracking like popcorn struggling for its life in a chef's hand. I looked behind me; it was the man that just spoke to me; his skin began to shrink away; he bent downwards; his light bluish eye turned red; there was the appearance of fangs; and hairs started to grow rapidly all over his body—not even a blink of an eye could one count its speed—his cute nose protruding out like the curve of a banana.
of a parrot's mouth, his fangs kept enlarging, and a pointy, big antelope-like ear began to pop up from his head. He became a wild dog, and while hauling and groaning, he ran out through the window like a sharp noise.
Not just him alone; I was very surprised at how most people were shifting to go out to fight and protect us from this unknown beast.
Everyone in the ward was very calm; a lot of women fought the urge to shift just to be with their newborns.
Who is this beast? The monster that has turned the road into a pool of blood
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