The comotion created by the coming of the son of the Ultimate Alpha wasn't what was infuriating Amoux. Ashina knew. She knew it was the meetings they have been having with her father. She does not know the details of the meetings but anytime she eavesdrops, even if it's for a minute, she always hears them talk about the ultimate Alpha. And they share their hatred for the ultimate Alpha.
She wondered if the hatred for the ultimate Alpha is what binds these new packs in her father's home together. If it was, once the hatred of the Ultimate Alpha ends, Noguchi would probably go back to it's warring period. And places like this city would become useless. The elegant buildings, the flowers and the lights used in decorations would all become useless if war should happen.
"I am already overthinking things. Let me just enjoy the moment," she said to herself.
"So because he helps the poor, you had to honor him that much. Do you respect or fear him?"
"My Lord… our loyalty belongs…"
"Do you respect or fear him?" Amoux repeated his question, mouthing each word carefully.
The Beta didn't reply.
"God, is this the man I am supposed to live my whole life with?" Ashina questioned herself. Fighting the urge to go join the people expecting the entrance of the son of the Ultimate Alpha, was not easy for her. She could say the same thing for those who were bowing before Amoux. They probably knew what benefit it would be for them to be with him. The only thing Amoux have ever done is just stress them.
And finally, the man came in. At first there was confusion as to who it was, among the men who came in. Six heavily built men came in. They had the Noguchi traditional clothing made of 100% wax and 100% leather from any animal. They had a piece of clothing, draped around their necks. And their heights, well to be fair, they were as tall as Amoux but more built than he is.
Ashina saw the first man she perceived to be the son of the ultimate. Though he was dressed handsomely, he wasn't oozing the royalty expected of the son of an Alpha not to talk of that of an ultimate Alpha.
"Could it be the one in the middle? No… No person of importance would stay in the middle." She thought. Also, the people had cheery looks on them. Something that shouldn't be on the people's face for the son of an Alpha. And not to mention, this is the son of an Ultimate Alpha.
"Who is he among them?" Amoux asked.
"He is yet to come in."
"Will the bastard… will he come in and let me see his unsightly face?" Amoux said furiously
Ashina looked at her maid. The two maids smile and bow. She expected them to give her a reaction. A pitiful reaction, but they won't want to risk getting caught by Amoux.
Just after she returned her face to the crowd, she saw them bow in unison. Even though some people had to hit those before them while bowing, no one seemed to mind.
And then a man came in majestically with a smile. He was draped just like the other men that came in before, but his clothes appears more fluffy than others. His smile was radiating. It was contagious too. Ashina smiled. She saw his pink lower lip and it reminded her of her ex-lover. He looks even more well built than the other men around.
His gaze didn't come to her directly but to the people before him.
"Be in peace, everyone" he greeted in a sing song manner
"Peace of the goddess and the 12 priests be with you too," she replied within herself in Unison with those bowing
Either she didn't make notice of it or she decided to filter their presence, people from her pack were also bowing down.
"So they have divided loyalty. Well, it's the son of the Ultimate Alpha. My dad pays homage to the Ultimate Alpha after all," she thought.
"Where is the market leader?" He asked in a thick rhythmic voice
"He is with his Alpha," someone replied
"Alpha? There is an Alpha here?" He asked.
"Where is he?" He asked and at that time, he looked around.
"Look at me first! Look at me first!!" Ashina prayed within herself.
"It's not his Alpha, Lord Beowulf. It's the son of his Alpha" someone else replied. Ashina doesn't recognise who it was, but she was sure it would be someone from her pack. After all, the two lines behind the left eye, which signifies someone from her pack, is easily recognizable.
"Oh! You all should raise your head. Return to business." He ordered those bowing before him.
"Just like that?" Ashina thought. She looked at those who had been before her for almost fifteen minutes.
But she could care less about those people. Even though she knew she would experience such a thing, she believed she should not let that ruin the moment. She looked towards the son of the Ultimate Alpha. He was approaching them now. Alone. With a smile.
She looked at him and took down her face. She raised her face again, with the best of her smile. She looked at him and then Amoux. She looked back at the approaching Lord Beowulf or what did she hear him get called.
"Eh?" She shot her face back at Amoux. He was smiling.
"You should raise your heads," he growled at those bowing before him.
"There is no need for you to get worked up unnecessarily. He already broke your pride" she thought.
"Ah! Hello… to be honest, I am a shy one. But it can't be helped that I needed to approach you first. I am Beowulf"
"No need for that. I am Lord Amoux of the Hudun pack"
"Oh! We are making reference to our titles too? I am Lord Beowulf of the Ultimate pack."
"I have heard so much about you," Amoux said.
"End your formalities and talk to me, I am not his mate," Ashina screamed within herself. She gave a sharp smile. A smile to call attention.
"And my Lady? You are?" He asked. Beowulf had looked at other people standing with Amoux. The only person of royalty there was Ashina. He wouldn't have talked to her, but he looked at her face and smiled. He didn't see the second mark of identification, that would mean she is engaged. He saw clearly that Ashina was from the Volde pack and that Amoux was from the Hudun pack. There was no sign of marriage between both. And that gave him the chance to speak to her. "I am Ashina of Volde. Volde pack." She replied to him gladly. She saw the look in his eyes. She could sense how lost in thought he was."This is perfect," she concluded after inhaling him. Every Felan in Noguchi has a way of selecting their partner. The Felans of Noguchi have more sensitive olfactory way of sensing rather than the men. "You are a Lady or a humble Felan.?""I am a Lady. Daughter of the Alpha." She replied excitedly."Lord Amoux, is she your mate?" "No! I am not. He is a friend. An acquaintance of my fathe
"So, is that truly the son of your Alpha? He doesn't look it," Beowulf said to the market leader, Farkas."Yes, Lord Beowulf," Farkas replied"Well, I came here to see to the peace of the market. And the gold I promised everyone, is right outside. You should know where to keep it and share it amongst yourselves, when I am gone," Beowulf added."Alright lord Beowulf." Farkas humbly replied"And Lord Beowulf, I want to tell you something else," "What is it?" "It's about my daughter. She is a good felan. A beautiful one. She is loyal and…" "Farkas, we won't be talking about this again." Beowulf interrupted. Truly most of the werewolves in Noguchi know what period it is. It's the period where the son of the Ultimate Alpha looks for his mate, who will be the new Ultimate Luna. Most older werewolves know the reason Beowulf has been coming to the city. The reason he has been going from packs to packs, visiting Alphas. Soon enough, he will be the Ultimate Alpha. The one who would have con
The sect has its base at the Volde Pack territory. Ashina's father is the one who spearheaded it. They have all grown and learnt to hate every member of the Ultimate pack. They were to get any information about the Ultimate pack and share it with other members. The sect consists of Alphas from different packs. Alphas who harbor disgust and annoyance at the existence of the Ultimate Alpha. Amoux can't even touch Beowulf not to talk of punching his way through these men before him. He snapped his finger at Beowulf, and went towards where Ashina was. "I will take her with me. You," he pointed at the market leader. "Yes! Lord Amoux," Farkas ran to him and bow"Get help and carry her along with me to the Volde pack," Amoux ordered. "Get help from someone from the Volde Pack." He whispered to Farkas. No matter how strong and influential a werewolf is, there is a limit to those he can control. Not even an Alpha of a pack can control or order those of another pack. The only person excepti
"So mother, that is exactly how it happened." Beowulf excitedly narrated his ordeal to his mother. He selectively told her things that he knew won't get her angry. He couldn't tell her about the threat Amoux made. The words he said were something his mother would be worried about. If he mentions the threat, she would want to go to the priests to check if her son would be fine. Even though Beowulf knew most times, the priests only say things that she wants to hear. They might have every spiritual power. They might hear things directly from the gods, but they can't see the future."Oh my heaven! Heavenly goddess. You found a woman that interests you?" She asked, smiling and gushing over all of him. She stood up and began dancing the local Atilogwu dance. "No wait mother, I am interested in all women. She only piqued my interest. She really is a perfect woman." He replied. He drew her close just so she could stop dancing. His mother frowned at him. She sat down on the bed before him."Y
Their palace is a different castle than their building. For most days, that's where his father is. His mother does stay at the castle, but once in a while she comes back to this castle. The palace is like an extension of the castle. It has few rooms for sleep and a large court for meetings between all the Alphas of Noguchi. Running at a human speed would take thirty minutes from the castle to the palace. Beowulf only had to run for five minutes before he got there, and that's still not while in his werewolf form. In one of the numerous classes he attended in preparation for his ascension, she heard the story of how the palace was created. Something that once served as a shelter for werewolves during the war of separation. He entered through the main gate as the guards bow before him. Today, he didn't notice the large depiction of a waning moon drawn on a cloth, placed above the entrance of the castle. "Lord Beowulf!" They all greeted him. Even people who were older than him. Every
Ashina didn't gain consciousness at once. She began noticing her surroundings minutes after she woke up. There was no one nearby. She was alone in her room. Just beside her bed, she saw plates and cups that had been used to feed her drugs. She didn't call anyone or try to ask for help. She didn't feel any pain. She doesn't even have a memory of what happened. It's just her on her bed looking lost and empty.After minutes of silence even in her head, she wondered what had gotten her into this condition. "What made me faint?" She asked herself, thinking of possible reasons. It was not like her father had touched her. He beats her when she provokes him but he had never beaten her to the extent where she lost consciousness.It's not like she got diagnosed with any sickness that drained her energy. And she is quite energetic. The doctor has once said. And she had proved it at different times."Oh! Right!" She cried in her head. "I remember. I remember just what it is that happened." She
"Ashina! Who is this man?" He asked in a friendly tone. He didn't come off as angry. Even the guards of the court were not around. The atmosphere wasn't official. She felt relaxed."Father! He is Falcris. Son of Beta Donolf. His father was the one who helped us unravel plots of the Ekun's pack during the last war. We…" "Ashina! I know who his father is. Tell me the relationship between you and the young wolf." Lord Olcan ordered. He stood up from his seat and moved closer towards them."He is a wolf I am interested in, father. I love him." She said to her father with a smile on her face. She moved forward so her father would know how happy she is. She had her hand on her chest. "You love him?" He said. He turned around and smiled."And you Falcris, what do you have to say about that?" Olcan asked Falcris."Lord Olcan. I love your daughter. She is the perfect mate. She is…" Falcris said. He bowed down immediately. He thought it would be disrespectful to talk to Lord Olcan while stand
What is it? What is all this madness?" Lord Olcan asked a raging Amoux. Amoux entered into Lord Olcan's court without the usual formality required. He was to ask for permission from the guards who stood at the door. Either of the guards will go into the castle and ask if Olcan wants to meet with the person or not. But Amoux attacked both guards. They didn't fight him. They only paved the way for him. "You ask your daughter not me!" He fired back at Olcan"My daughter?" Olcan asked. He adjusted his posture on his seat. He sat with his right hand under his chin. His elbow touched his lap and he leaned forward."Your daughter did not only defy me, she disrespected you. And it seems all your policies are a facade," Amoux blurted. Four of the guards rushed toward him. A guard grabbed his right hand. He tried clawing the guard with his left arm, but he got punched in the bicep by another. His punch weakened. Another guard grabbed his arm. Two came from behind and kicked him in his leg.