Michael

The next day came so fast, I felt like I didn't sleep at all. I opened my eyes with a wide smile on my face.

" I'm gonna be meeting Khloe today" Were the words I kept repeating.

I felt so excited like I was just meeting my crush personally for the very first time. It felt like I hadn't seen my best friend for a thousand years.

After my bath, I settled down to pick my outfit for more than an hour.

"Shouldn't you be in school?" Richardson asked from without my room.

"A minute" I yelled from within my room.

"Are you planning to go on a date after lectures or something?"My brother asked barging into myself room.

"Seriously, won't you ever stop barging into people's rooms? What if I was naked?" I asked vexed with my brother's attitude.

"Whatever" He said with an eye roll.

Several hours later***

I found it strange that Khloe wasn't in school today.

The doctor said she was going to be discharged the next day right?

She was a perfect attendance scholar, why would she decide to Miss a day at school?

Wait, maybe the doctor postponed her discharge.

I kept on talking to myself that I didn't even notice when I bumped into someone.

"Hey watch it frog face" I heard that very familiar voice yell.

Frog face; there was only one idiot that could ever call me that- James.

"Wow, he's alone today strange." John, one of James' disciples said.

"Oh yeah, pretty nerd isn't with you today. Heard she's gone kookoo" James teased, referring to Khloe.

"She isn't a nerd." I said to them even though I knew above every other person that my best friend was a big nerd.

"Oohh I'm.." James was about to go further with his teasing and bullying when Mr Bradford interrupted him.

"If you have any more classes, I'd advise you to attend them and if you don't, you can as well create some space in the school.hmmm?" He said, ending the conversation and dispersing the gathering.

My anger vanished immediately I remembered that I was going to visit Khloe today.

I texted my brother that I wasn't going to be home until seven in the evening before running to the bus station. I didn't want to be late on our very first meeting after her illness.

"Can't wait to see you Khloe." I whispered to myself before walking into the train with a broad smile on my face which I think the people on the train found strange, judging from the weird stares they passed me.

Somewhere far away from the knowledge of humans; The Infinite Nightwalkers werewolf pack.

Amigo

Tonight was the night. The night my brother was going to be crowned King of lycanthropes, alpha of all alphas, ruler of the Infinite Nightwalkers werewolf pack.

It was also the night where the fate of the existence of all lycanthropes was going to be decided.

The corruption was eating deep into my heart. I could feel it from Black's discomfort filled howls.

Everyone was getting ready, preparing for the eventful night.

Every alpha was always coronated on the yellow moon.

The first alpha found it very special, so special he said it was the greatest moon of the year. So, he made it a tradition that alphas be coronated only on this day.

I refused partaking in any of the preparatory activities. I was still a newly turned Wolf. I still wasn't used to the whole rogue thingy plus I don't even Know how this thing works.

It is a day of Joy. Jumping on someone and biting the person's head off wasn't the best show to put up tonight.

I was able to trace the rogues Alexandra was working with.

There really were still witches, bad ones. Immediately they stepped back into the pack, their rogue smell disappeared. Alexandra must have had the witch do something about that.

Now, all I have to do is keep an eye on them till they make attempts to leave the pack. Then, I would either stop them or, follow them and keep them away from the last ingredient to the stupid spell for the annihilation of all lycanthropes.

At the cabin.

Khloe

I spent my first night away from my family and friend alone in my father's cabin and it didn't feel lonely.

It just felt like someone was watching me all through the night, that made me feel safe.

I was supposed to go on with my assignment on environment earlier today but I forgot to take along with me; the book where I note down all of my researches.

Since Mom and Jack were going to be here tomorrow, I would inform them to bring the book along on their next visit.

I would have simply told her on the phone but the service here was really bad.

Since I couldn't exercise this morning, I would just go for a quick run.

I had never had a run in the woods before, I wonder how it would feel having those tall green trees greet your speed with their waving branches, the fresh air of soil fill your nose strills as you run through, the soft sounds made from the contact of your feet with the soft wet soil beneath them and the chirpings of different kinds of birds.

I think I now understand why dad loved it here so much and I think I'm beginning to too.

Michael

'ding dong' the door bell in Khloe's house rang out.

I bounced on my feet unable to contain the excitement within me.

The door creaked open but surprisingly, there was nobody there.

"Down here Michael" I heard a tiny voice call out.

I looked down to see Jack- Khloe's baby brother.

"Jackie, waddup little man?" I greeted him as I scooped him in my arms.

"Put me down Michael, I'm seven" He said giggling as I blew bubbles in his stomach.

"Good evening madam." I greeted Mrs Smith as I walked into the house.

"Michael! Welcome. Khloe almost had a heart attack you know." She said filing her nails.

"What? When? How? Why?" I rushed my questions as my heart beats doubled.

"It's really no biggie Michael. There's no need for you to panic. She just thought you were mad at her and would probably never speak to her again." She clarified my horrific thoughts.

"Oh, I was just giving her some space to heal." I said feeling guilty that I had to make my best friend go through all of that.

"Friends are supposed to heal each other with love, care and attention Michael. Not with distancing." She said with a friendly smile on her face.

" I guess so. Can I see her?" I asked, unable to take the guilt anymore.

" Oh, I'm afraid you can't." Mrs Smith replied.

" Why ma'am?" I asked unsure of my thoughts.

" Khloe went to the woods for treatment, the doctor advised her to."Jack replied me from behind as he went through my bag.

"Oh." Was the only thing I could say.

"You don't have to worry Michael. She would be back sooner than you expected. But if you urgently want to see her, we are going to visit her tomorrow. You could join Jackie and I." Mrs Smith offered causing me to give a sigh of relief.

" Thanks a lot Mrs Smith. I'd really love to join." I said to her happily.

"Okay but you better be here before 10am. You're not having classes tomorrow are you?" She asked.

" Not even one." I lied.

Well who cares? I was going to meet my best friend since so long. I would happily sacrifice anything for that.

Somewhere far away from the knowledge of man; the infinite Nightwalkers werewolf pack.

Amigo

" Show time." I said to myself.

I spotted the werewolf packs leaving the gathering.

They really were novices. Anyone would suspect their movements.

I followed them unnoticed as they left the pack to the woods; the only part of the forest visible to the human eye.

Michael

I was in the train on my way back home. I was so excited to see Khloe that I forgot to get Jack chocolates.

Getting Jack chocolates had been a tradition since he was four.

I was going through my bag for no special reason when I found a book in it.

It looked like the one Khloe kept any vital information.

Interested, I decided to go through it.

I decided to start reading from the last page. At the base of the page, I read a really weird sentence;Ita shka seru matelsal hem Motsora matelsal hem. Shku sha, molehfej shku sha.

" What the fuck does this even mean?"

Khloe

I was still running, admiring the climate in the woods when I heard extra footsteps.

Whenever I stopped, it stopped too and whenever I resumed running, it continued.

This went on for more than eight times.

On the ninth time as I stopped, a big wild dog from nowhere, pounced on me.

It was big with brown fur and greyish eyes. It's canines were brown and dirty but dangerously long.

Spit unlike the humans poured from it's mouth unto my face.

It's paws pinned me down to the wet ground and just as it was about to lower it's face to mine, another of it's kind emerged.

It pushed the brown furred wolf off of me.

It was three times bigger than the one that had attacked me.

I was still on the ground, observing the violent fight and growling that was going on in front of me.

My savior with black fur looked at me before giving an ear bleeding growl.

I guess that was my cue, I ran and kept on running. I ran with all of my strength.

Soon enough, I had gotten back to the cabin. I ran in with my soiled sneakers on and locked the wooden door. Not like that was going to save me.

As I turned back, I met another wolf on my couch, waiting for me.

Frightened, I did nothing but stand on the same spot.

Just as it was about to come for me, it fell to the floor. Shaking and howling, it rolled on the floor with foam pouring out of it's mouth.

This went on for the next ten minutes before it stopped moving.

Walking closer to it, I tried observing if it was still alive.

" Arrrrrggh" I screamed immediately the animal turned into a man.

Before I could take time to digest his features, the cabin door burst open.

Somewhere far away from the knowledge of man; The Infinite Nightwalkers werewolf pack.

Unknown POV

"...... I now crown you alpha, king of..."

The eldest lycan was still speaking before he was interrupted by the soon-to-be alpha.

"Wait." He said, with his hand in the air.

" Where is Amigo?" He asked, standing up with authority.

His question did nothing but create murmuring among his subjects.

Khloe

There was blood everywhere, on the wooden floor, on my hands which strangely held a knife.

" What the hell?" I whispered to myself.

I heard a low howl at a short distance. l looked before me to see a big wild dog with black fur, fitting the perfect description of a werewolf as given by fantasy books.

It was also covered in blood. It's eyes held nothing but sadness in them. The more I looked into them, the more guilt I felt.

It hadn't come to attack me, it had come to protect me. It only used the wrong approach which horrified me. I shouldn't have killed it.

I quickly diverted my gaze to the opened window in the cabinet.

I could hear loud, angry and violent growls.

Oh no, it's brothers must have come in search of it. They would surely find out. I wouldn't escape death, that is definitely sure.

" Oh no, what do I do?" I asked myself.

" Run" Someone said.

"Ah!"I screamed, the animal had turn to a human; a man, a naked man, a beautiful naked man.

" What..how?" I was confused, does this really mean werewolves existed?

" Don't worry about me, just run"He advised, gasping for breath while covering the big sore I had inflicted on his chest.

Before I could even get to my feet, my father's cabin was invaded.

Derrick

I couldn't believe my eyes, different emotions ran through me. Kodiac, my wolf froze, I could feel his heartbeat stop.

Before me was my brother, laying still in his own blood, dead.

Why does this always happen to me? Why does a day of happiness always go bad for me?

My mother was killed by a rogue on my nineteenth birthday, my father died on the yellow moon night, the night I turned into my wolf self.

And now, now, now my brother; the only family I had left was laying in front of me; cold-blooded in death.

The rest of the pack were growling and howling as I looked on.

I knew something was fishy when Amigo went missing. He would never miss anything that gave me joy.

I initially thought he was just fooling around with me.

Amigo was fond of making entrances, I thought that was his plan but he would never make his entry after I had been crowned right?

I wanted to overlook his absence but something just didn't seem right.

I was still in my thoughts when I heard an unfamiliar voice scream.

There were only few females in the pack's defence group and I instructed them all to remain in the pack to protect the rest. Only the Delta was amongst us and she wouldn't be screaming but growling.

I looked to the left of my brother's dead body and sitting there, was a human girl.

I walked closer to her still in my wolf form and from her countenance, it was obvious she was afraid.

Why was she sitting close to Amigo's dead body and covered in his blood?

Wait, she was also holding a knife.

I moved even closer to her and took a sniff of her neck. She is responsible.

She killed Amigo, she killed my innocent brother on my coronation night.

How wicked could the humans get?

Now I understand my ancestor's reason for choosing to live away from the humans.

I felt Kodiac's pulse quicken as he growled from within.

She was going to pay for this, with her life!

Khloe

Oh no. I definitely wasn't going to escape death. They had come for their brother and had found him dead with me beside him covered in his blood.

Of course they weren't going to have Mercy on me.

The biggest and fiercest looking of them all walked toward me and as he did, an image flashed through my mind. It was blurry but I could still recognize some of its features.

It was like I had seen this particular one of them. It looked exactly like the one I had seen in the illusion I had back at school during my presentation.

Wait, the illusion I had. Oh my gosh I had completely forgotten about that.

I looked to the left to take a proper look at the dead man laying on the floor while reminiscing on his voice.

His voice, it sounded just like the last thing I heard before passing out then.

How could I have forgotten about something so important? Why was I just regaining all of those memories now?

I knew staying here especially without my family was bad news.

Now I was doomed, I didn't even get to tell my family a proper goodbye.

I never got to see Michael again.

I never even got to complete my project.

Why was life so unfair?

Maybe this was how my father died, maybe he didn't actually commit suicide as reported, maybe these were the wild beasts that attacked him and killed him.

Oh heavens, my mother would never be able to survive this, I'm very sure of that.

Why did I have to lose my memory of the illusion? Why did I even have the illusion?

My dad always said you can only experience what you have in your imagination and only what you see can ever evolve around you.

Maybe if I hadn't seen anything of this sort I would not be close to my death hour.

As I was thinking of all the possibilities regarding my situation, my sight suddenly became blurry and immediately the biggest of all the beasts sniffed my neck, I felt light headed.

Migraine returned to me. It was so severe, I felt I was going to die even before the wolves attacked me.

Speaking of wolves, from the looks on their faces and the abrupt stop they made to their growling, they must be thinking about the million ways they could use to kill me. They could even be communicating with their minds.

I was slowly drifting into unconsciousness and as I did, I saw an image of a girl whose features I couldn't quite point out, except for her waist long cherry coloured hair.

I saw her look into my eyes only to say something, something that sounded so familiar; Ita shka seru matelsal hem Motsora matelsal hem. Shku sha, molehfej shku sha.

Those were the last words I heard before passing out.

Derrick

Humans would always be humans. From decade to decade, they would always be the same.

Weak and vulnerable but wicked and self centered.

I hadn't even made a move on her and she had passed out already.

Nevertheless, I wasn't going to change my decision against her.

I howled to the rest of the wolves, ordering them to carry both her and Amigo back to the pack while I do a ground survey around the human's cabin.

She couldn't have killed Amigo all by herself.

They howled back at me before carrying out my instructions.

The next day***

Michael's Residence

I was brushing my teeth happily, I was going to see Khloe after so long.

It actually wasn't so long, it was even up to a week since I last saw Khloe but I miss her like we hadn't seen in a Century.

Today is Saturday so, I would sleep over at Khloe's cabin.

We could even talk about what I saw in her diary.

Wait speaking of what I saw, I should even check it out. That way I could have a bit of contribution to make, it could even help her out in her project.

I don't know why but I really wanted to impress her.

I opened the diary but found nothing, I flipped through the pages over and over again but couldn't find anything.

Yes, I finally found it. I picked up my phone to do a bit of research.

To my utmost surprise, when I tried researching, what happened next surprised me.

What the hell?

Alexandra

I knew something would go wrong which was my exact reason for not going to fetch the human's blood myself.

I have waited personally for centuries to see the fall of the lycans. Because of them, we the werewolves were always sidelined. The rogues were worse, they saw us as nothing but infection to their territory.

I was only allowed to live with the rest of the pack because unlike the rest, I have been rogue from birth.

The rogues who were turned always got banished while the unlucky ones got killed especially if they committed any crime against the lycans.

Being a born rogue was never easy for me. I had to learn how to live like and relate with the normal wolves.

I had to learn to control my hunger for blood and flesh, my emotions, especially my anger and my heart. Despite the fact that I was a born rogue, there was still a possibility of the corruption spreading through my heart. If it does, I would become a complete rogue, I wouldn't be able to control myself and I would get banished.

My parents were killed by the former Luna. She couldn't control herself after going rogue so she killed them.

I was only a child so yes, it was hell for me. I couldn't accuse the Luna because I was rogue myself. If I had said anything against her, I would have been accused.

Lycans were much more, infact undeniably stronger and fiercer than the rest of the worlf specie. This feature always made it easier for them to hide anything they were going through, including the rogue corruption.

So, if I had reported the Luna, no one would have believed me instead, they all would have put the blame on me. I would have been accused of losing myself and murdering my parents.

So many times during my training, I would be locked up in a room with baby wolves and to pass the test, I had to resist harming the baby wolves.

I wouldn't have had to pass through any of those if the alpha had been merciful enough to get a witch doctor to make me a purifying antidote. Instead, he killed the only witch that could have ever made that possible.

Amigo was the only one I trusted to tell the truth concerning my parents's deaths.

Unlike other species of wolves, lycanthropes were the only ones born with supernatural powers. Some were born with two, others three and many one.

Luckily, Amigo was born with the power to read minds so, it was very easy for him to believe me.

He promised to help me expose the truth but of course, once a lycan, always a lycan.

We grew past our teenage years as best friends, then to adult hood but he never brought the truth into the open just as he had promised.

So, I decided to blackmail him, that way he would have no choice than to bring out the truth.

Unfortunately, my plan didn't go as strategized. He wasn't ready to give up his brother's blood, neither was he ready to bring out the truth.

I could have easily gotten his brother's blood without his permission with the help of the witch I was working with but I wanted to give him a choice.

I feel bad for not being given the opportunity to choose between being a rogue and being a normal werwolf, or even a lycanthrope.

I believe everyone deserves a choice so, I gave Amigo a choice but he was just too strong-headed. How could one sacrifice himself for someone that was still going to overlook your sacrifice and banish you?

I only corrupted Amigo out of love and anger. I had always loved Amigo, he was more than a best friend to me but all deep down, all of my love for him was nothing but mere fantasy.

The moon goddess had given him his mate, a position that I was supposed to hold if only I wasn't a rogue.

Since I couldn't have Amigo just the way he was, I decided to corrupt him and even if he never became mine after the corruption, his mate surely would never have him too.

Now all my plans had been jeopardized, I never got the human's blood, I probably would have to wait for a million more centuries to get the required blood and most importantly, I never got Amigo.

Those idiots I put in charge of the operation are nothing but failures who couldn't carry out a specific task.

I swear on my parents's graves, I am going to snap every single bone in their fucked up bodies.

****

Mrs Smith

I was still preparing pancakes when Jack ran into the kitchen.

" Common baby I told you already to never run in the kitchen it's dangerous." I scolded him.

" Sorry Mommy, I'm just so happy about our visit to Khloe today." He replied looking remorseful but bubbly.

I could only smile at him.

Gosh, he so much reminded me of his father. In fact, both my kids reminded me of my husband especially Jack.

I was still in my fantasy world when the door bell rang out.

" That must be Michael" I said, taking out a box of chocolate milk.

"I'd get it!" Jack volunteered before dashing out of the kitchen.

" Hi champ, where's Mrs Smith" I heard Michael say from the living room.

" Good morning Mrs Smith." I heard him greet.

" Good morning Mike. How's your... Oh heavens." I was returning Michael's greeting when I looked up from what I was doing to see my daughter's best friend looking so horrible.

" Oh my gosh Michael. What happened to you? Did you not sleep well? Did your father come to the house to harass your mom again? Did Richardson return to drugs? Did you fail a test at school? Were you bullied?" I rushed my questions, unable to contain the uneasiness I felt seeing him look so sad and depressed with a swollen face and terrible eye bags.

" No Mrs Smith. It's nothing of that sort." He replied with a broken smile.

" Then what's the problem? This is definitely not what you really look like." I protested.

" I didn't want to disturb you but I think Khloe is in some sort of trouble." He said, wiping the tears that still poured from his eyes.

" What? What do you mean by that did...did she call? Or text?" I asked, turning off the burner and moving closer to him as if that was a better spot to get the full details of my daughter 'being in trouble'.

" No, she didn't." He replied, looking at his shoes as if avoiding my gaze.

" Then what, talk to me Michael!!" I screamed at him.

" The last time I came here to see her, Jack mistakenly put in one of her diaries into my bag. I was curious so, I went through it even before I got home. There was a particular sentence that attracted me. I tried reading it but it was written in a language I didn't understand. I had forgotten about it until this morning. I had this feeling that it was going to help make her project even better. Since we were visiting today I thought I could help and even sleep over to spend more time with her.Since it was written in her diary, she must know something about, a lot about. I didn't want to be a novice regarding the subject when we meet to discuss about it so, I decided to do a little bit of research. To my greatest surprise, I found something on the internet, I initially thought it was something made up. I went further to read the translated version but the words were blurred. Without touching anything, my phone went off and then came back on only to show a blank page, I heard a voice behind me saying help. I jumped in fear. It felt so surreal because I felt a breath on my neck. I looked at my phone and help was written on it. That was the very last page my phone displayed before burning on it's own." I listened to Michael say everything he said in shock.

Normally, anyone listening to what the kid was saying would call him insane but from my experience with Khloe's father, my husband, I knew that my daughter was in real trouble.

" I refuse to lose my family for another time. Let's go." I said sniffing before grabbing my car keys.