Cursed By Fate

“So Theodore, now were finally alone, tell me about these issues you seem to have with me” Louis said as the door closed behind the elders who left.

Theodore had been an Elder longer than most of the others except Arthur. He became a wolf before Ramirez, Louis’s father. He was never in support of his decision but the pack needed an Alpha, hence he accepted his father’s decision.

“If only Carl turned on that faithful evening, we would not have a bastard as our leader. Your father would be rolling in his grave right now, but I guess nor being alive to see what you’ve become is a form of mercy on his noble soul”

Elder Theodore spoke these words knowing he might not leave that room alive but he would rather die than watch his pack destroyed over the ego of a maniac.

Louis was almost foaming in the mouth as he spoke. It was as if he finally became rabid. Rudolph and his son Damian had destroyed his need to be seen as a leader.

He was a tyrant and if anyone did not like it or chose to oppose him, then death was the faith that awaited them. He got up from his throne and ran towards Theodore like a wolf gunning for a kill. He pounced on the old man and with one gnarly bite, he dug his long sharp fangs into his neck and ripped his throat open.

Louis morphed back into his human form and sat back on his throne. He watched menacingly, as blood gushed out the old Elder’s throat and he struggled to breathe. He could neither call for help nor heal fast enough.

This was his end. Dying upon a firm belief, in revolt of a tyrant. He could not be more proud and couldn’t wish for a better ending.

“Guards! Take this filth away and bury him close to the shadow moon pack border” Louis growled. The guard were astonished to see one of their most prestigious elders dead in such a gruesome manner, but they knew better than to speak or question the decisions of Louis.

Just as they lifted his body, Alfred walked in to see a horrific site. Blood dripped from the body which was still warm and left a trail as they carried it past Alfred.

“Yes Alfred, what is it?” Louis asked in a non-challant manner, not minding what Alfred had seen. “The warriors are gathered outside my lord.” Alfred replied with his head bowed.

“Great, I have instructed the women to prepare a feast. I want every one of them well fed and drunk to their hearts content, we shall have a party in honor of our Elders who sacrificed themselves for our cause.

“What do you mean? The Elders sacrificed themselves?” Alfred asked not able to believe what he heard.

“Yes it is truly unfortunate but if my plan is to work, there must be some blood shed from our side to have our warriors motivated and hungry for vengeance” Louis said as he got up from his seat. “Come with me, you’ll understand very soon.”

Louis left and Alfred followed behind. He ascended the wooden pulpit and cleared his throat as he began. “My brothers, it is with a heavy heart I stand before you today. I’m sure many of you heard of my meeting with Alpha Rudolph of the Shadow moon pack and how one of us had to sacrifice himself to ensure peace between us. It saddens me to inform you that the peace one of us died to protect no longer exists.” As he spoke he watched closely observing their reactions as he went on.

“Earlier today I met with our noble elders to discuss a path moving forward. And Elder Theodore proposed to embark on a mission to speak with Alpha Rudolph in other to smoothen any rough edges left at our recent meeting. It was a wise and honorable suggestion so I gave my consent. He was accompanied by the rest of the elders as they believed a united front will carry much weight and show respect.” He paused as he lowered his head for few seconds before he proceeded.

“But that noble intention was greeted with a vile and treacherous action. Damian the son of Alpha Rudolph along with a group of wolves slayed and dismembered our Noble elders.”

Just then, some of his guards brought out Elder Arthur’s body. It was truly dismembered like Louis said, such that it was obvious he died a painful death.

The murmurs within the crowd began to increase as some started to growl in anger while some shed tears. “Now I believe he was acting on orders from his father. This my brothers breaks my heart. For theses elders were Fathers, grandfathers, mother and grandmother. And I say this to their loved ones. Your Kin shall be avenged.” Louis continued finally allowing the murmurs and whispers to die down.

“Yeah!!!” some parts of the crowd roared in agreement. “You shall transform from the victims to the aggressors! Your names will be sung through-out the rest of time as warriors who revolted against tyranny!”

Louis continued to fuel their rage and instigate them towards the love of violence. He could feel their bloodlust grow and that was exactly how he wanted them to be.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Tonight we drink, eat and celebrate the dead as we send them into the afterlife honorably. For tomorrow we begin our war against the Shadow moon pack. We are werewolves, we are the apex predators and we shall not cower before anyone else, not even our kind. We are Legion!” Louis roared concluding his speech. And as expected the crowd cheered him on as the kept chanting “LEIGION! LEIGION!! LEIGION!!!”

“Do you see what I meant Alfred? Now I have a pack of warrior who would kill in my name, just because they hate the shadow moon clan more than they hate me” Louis whispered in Alfred’s ear as the crowd continued to chant “LEIGION!”

The maidens began to bring out the drinks and food and the cheer only grew louder as anger and vengeance mixed with intoxication and lust. And just like that Louis had started a war.