Chapter Thirty Seven
Chapter Thirty Seven
One of the council members, who I believed was named Austin, was the first to speak up.
The Alpha is as alone as he can be,” he said, eyeing their soldiers.
“Leave us.” Alexander said, and for a moment no one made a move. “Now!”
“Are–are you sure?” another of the advisors asked.
“They are my guests; it will be rude of me not to hear them out.” Alexander said, and the woman smiled. The smile might have seemed a little flirty, but she was old enough to be my mother, so maybe that was just me looking too deep into things.
Our soldiers left first, followed by the council of advisors, who seemed to be everywhere Alexander was.
The woman’s eyes turned to me.
“She is my Luna; she stays.” Alexander says, and the woman only nods.
One of the men in blue passed the woman a wooden box, she took out a key and unlocked it.
“May I?” she asked, and Alexander nodded.
She walked forward, up the stairs, until she was only a few feet away from where we sat. She placed the wooden box before his feet.
Inside the box was a… hand.
A hand which must have once belonged to a living person.
“Is this what you wanted to show me?” Alexander asked. I thought he would be furious–this felt like some kind of insult, but, on the contrary, he seemed to find it funny.
“It’s not just a hand.”
“I can see that.” Alexander says.
I looked into the box–hoping to find something other than a corpse’s hand.
“Those bite marks.” She said, “Have you seen anything like it?”
Alex picked up the box. “This bite mark is not from a werewolf or a demon; it’s from a creature with a lot of teeth.”
“You are very wise. I have come to bring to you an issue of dire need. Three of our soldiers had been sent outside our walls, and their corpses were returned–at least what remained of them. We had sent ten more soldiers to investigate what happened to the three; only one returned, one of his hands chopped out. He says he had seen a creature that should only exist in a person’s nightmares.
The only survivor had been traumatized and is still under care–he won’t make it, but we were able to discover the truth. The creatures that attacked them are called Flesh Eaters.”
“Like vampires?” I asked, and for a moment the woman went completely silent.
“The only similarities they have to the myth are that both are dead creatures. In the myth, vampires are beautiful
that’s how they manage to trap their prey, but this creature is far from that; they are like walking corpses, but with no eyes. While vampires feed on blood, they feed on flesh. They don’t think, they don’t feel, they don’t see. They smell–they can detect life by the scent, and they feed on anything with a beating heart. They have no other purpose other than to kill.
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Chapter Thirty Seven
They’ve been in the mountains–for how long? I don’t know, but what I do know is that they’ve never made it this close. I fear it’s a matter of time, and this would lead to a worldwide crisis. No one will be spared. Not even the humans.”
“Well, they’ve been away for ages; let’s hope they stay that way.” Alexander said, suddenly disinterested.
“Are we going to wait till they attack us at our very own front doors? We have to act now and act fast.”
“I don’t have to do anything.”
I turned to Alexander. “We cannot just cancel what she had said; she saw something, and that’s why they are all here.”
“The woman comes with tales of a man who was already slipping into the dark depths of death, and let’s not forget the hand–it’s all the proof we need to start a world war.”
“I have spoken no lie.”
“Then tell me. Have you seen any of these creatures with your naked eyes?” he asked the woman.
“No, but…”
“That’s all I had wanted to hear. You haven’t seen this creature; none of the men standing in this room had.
Thank you for your visit. You are free to spend the night here, but this meeting is over.”
The woman nodded, turned and walked away. The other men followed her. The girl in the carriage was taken away
too.
“She wasn’t lying.” I said to Alexander.
“I didn’t say she was.”
“Then why? Why did you turn her away?”
“To rule a pack, you need to be smart; to be an Alpha king, you have to be even smarter. She is not worried about the safety of the werewolves, the humans, or others that would be in danger. She is worried about the Aureonnas; the first attack had been on them. She has no idea how many of those things are out there, and she wouldn’t risk finding out with her own soldiers, so she makes the next wise move. She comes to me.”
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