Filed to story: Wolf Crying Mate of the Alpha by Jazz Ford
There is a large circle of stones with sticks and branches in the middle, waiting to be lit. A large stone chair carved out of what had once been a boulder was now in its place. It has a throne-like look to it.
There is a she-wolf with her hands tied together with rope. A rogue approaches her from behind and kicks her down to the ground.
‘Hurry and fetch the wine, wench!’ He yells.
A dozen rogues appear exiting from another cave nearby. The she-wolf, with her hands tied, runs into the cave. After a few minutes, she exits the cave with a jug and places it by the stone chair. Another she-wolf exits the cave carrying a jug. She looks to be around my mum’s age. As the moon rises, more rogues appear and gather around the circle of stones.
The rogues chant ‘Moss, Moss, Moss!’ He enters the ceremony, chest out, with a pompous look on his face as if he is ultimate and superior to all.
‘I can’t see Nina anywhere.’ I say.
‘I can’t see her either.’ May says.
Moss approaches the stone throne and sits; he takes a chalice from the ground and looks at the poor girl on the ground with the jug of wine.
‘Hurry and fill my damn cup. You’re probably the most useless slave yet.’
‘Yes Alpha, Sorry Alpha.’ she says, kneeling and filling his chalice.
‘Is everyone ready for my wolf ceremony?’ he yells.
‘Yes!’ Everyone cheers.
‘Someone, bring out our future Luna so we can get this party started!’ He cheers.
They dragged Nina out of the cave. Her hands are tied, she is unkempt, with a few scrapes and bruises on her lower legs and knees. It’s obvious they have kept her in a dirty cell all this time.
My eyes are black with rage. My wolf wants to kill every rogue celebrating. Pain surges through my body as I’m about to yell at my pain. May covers my mouth with her hand tightly.
‘Don’t you dare make a sound.’ I swallow my pain and focus to control my wolf. Once I’m calm, I watch as someone forcibly places Nina on the ground on the other side of the stone throne.
The slave and Nina give each other a sympathetic look.
‘Smile Nina, it’s my wolf ceremony. At least pretend to be happy.’ Moss says.
Nina spits at his feet.
‘I’ll smile when I turn your wolf ceremony into your wolf’s funeral.’ She yells.
‘If you weren’t my chosen mate, you would get ten lashes. Instead, I’ll give your punishment to Gianna for your insolence.’
Gianna must be the slave; she bursts into tears.
‘No, you can’t punish her. Leave her alone, punish me instead.’ Nina cries.
Moss nods for two rogues to take Gianna to a post and loops her tied hands over it. Nina runs to Gianna and hugs her tight.
‘No, get away from her!’ Nina screams.
Another rogue approaches and drags Nina away back towards Moss.
‘We need to do something; we can’t just sit back and watch.’ I say to May.
‘They outnumber us. What do we do?’ she asks.
Moss grabs Nina’s wrist, and she tries to punch him in the face a few times. He laughs and pulls her onto his lap and holds her arms down. He is going to force Nina to watch Gianna receive ten lashes.
My eyes are black again. I yell in pain as the rogue gives Gianna her first lash.
She screams, but they stop the lashing and turn towards my yells of pain.
‘This isn’t good. They know we are here.’ May says.
‘I’m going to shift; I can’t control my wolf.’ I tell her.
‘Dad and I will distract them for as long as we can while you shift.’
I nod and yell as a few bones snap.
The stick in May’s pocket glows brighter. We all stare at it in awe as rogues approach.
‘I wonder?’ May says as she pulls it out and holds it up in the air. ‘The spells we read in the book of spells and hexes, Magnus!’ She says.
I’m confused. I give her a strange look before another bone breaks.
May steps out from the bushes and holds the stick high in the air and yells ‘Tumultuous Volley!’
Thunder erupts, and dark clouds appear and swirl around high above the rogues.
Tumultuous Volley is one spell in the book I had read. It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning.
The rogues pause and look up at the storm brewing above them. One by one, lightning strikes them down. She-wolves scream and scatter.
Moss and the others look on with horror.
‘May!’ Nina screams.
The rogues spread out to avoid the storm and run towards May.
‘Oh no, M-Magnus, what was the flame spell?’
‘Inferno Flamo.’ I yell.
‘Inferno Flamo.’ She repeats loudly.
A ball of flame appears. May aims and flings it towards a rogue, then another ball of flame appears. She knocks down as many as she can, as they run towards the creek to put the flames out.
I’ve finally shifted. I let out a fierce howl. Leon stays by my side as we attack the rogues. We lunge and bite into them and fling their bodies away. An elderly she-wolf comes out of the cave with a furious look on her face. The rogues that can shift into a wolf do so and run towards Leon and me.
We are getting closer to Moss, who is dragging Nina towards the old lady and the other woman. As they take Nina’s wrists, he falls to the ground and yells as his bones snap. His first shift has begun.
Within a couple of minutes, he has shifted. His wolf is large and brown with a grey tail and grey ears. Not a handsome wolf at all. I must be twice his size as well.
He lets out a terrible howl, not the least bit intimidating, and runs towards Leon and me fighting his rogues. Moss lunges at Leon and bites his leg. Leon whimpers and tries to fight off another rogue already attacking him. I lunge at Moss and knock him over with ease. Balls of flame are shooting past us and thick fog appears everywhere as May yells.
‘Tremendous Nebulus!’