The Alpha King's Hunter

e pact between the supernaturals or anything else within that range. This meeting, as it'd been quit

was like a being itself. Maybe if anybody reached out, they would bump into it. But, nobody reached out. The tab

being to another. And on and on, until the one who'd truly com

ent. His head was spinning at three-sixty km per second (his mind, rather), but his exterior was calm. His temperature was rising, he could feel its

her, right then. She'd have known where to make it all feel better; the right b

e sun was up. If they wanted to spread rumours about him, the least all they had to do was to possess or borrow the dignity of doing it right, not turn it upside down. W

an their allotted time." He smiled, baring his fangs to ascertain that he was not to be interrupted, as he could see the elf leader beginning to slowly raise his hand. He continued

he entrance, where all the transportation gears had been lined up. The Gremlins weren't listening. No, they never listened. They

and came towards the table, not apologizing and not following the due

o have killed her predecessor, stood with too much grac

eing ruled by beasts!" She paused, as if waiting for anyone to interrupt her. When they didn't, she continued, "Last week, before

e and jeered; the elves shook their heads, their ears wobbling; the dragon humans sat up and b

aybe she had. But, the alpha King who the allegation had been against, sat back and looked o

mmendable about that particular meeting: they listened. Not too well, but they did. The Dragon king looked on at the beings before him, wondering if it wouldn't be an honour to burn them all to

s the friend of the high priestess. "I want us to get to the root of the matter and reach an agreement, but I'm suddenly consumed by an epiphany"—th

orter and less relaxing. Almost everyone was standing, on alert, eyes d

o renew? Why were the fae and wi

magic hit him straight, piercing like an arrow. He'd barely spoken all through the evening so he'd had ample time to get in tune with hi

gic ball. His men were too far for him to signal to them. But, it struck him then, like lightning as his last bits of restraints r

e we so common to you? Has your arse kissed that chair far more than necessary? You. Will. Be. Gone!" She raised her fist in

eal chaos, far more than a

meeting had an ulterior motive from the start. And he wasn't going to do anything about it, ins

fellow werewolves who'd accompanied the alpha King, and also listening to the tales of the elfs who'd accompanied th

he looked

urals to take advantage of him and depose him, or worse, kill him in the midst of the chaos. The entrance of the hall had already been barricaded with magic: witch and fae combined.

there was an opening in the magic, a way

too late. The werewolves entered in to see their alpha King lying on the cold ground without breath. H

h priestess in rage.

what your kind has depriv

erzealous werewolf by the shin. What was he trying to do challeng

the crown from atop the dead Alpha King's head and

He'd had one too many face offs with powerful witches in his centuries of thriving o

imed Queen threw Elder Mathew out the ha

was to run. And he ran. Through the woods, swishing past trees and stumps. He left trails of hi

nd on and on. One las