Zeus was famished after the long war with Poseidon; Athena was already betrothed to Poseidon, and he (Zeus) wouldn't rather his daughter be given to his worst enemy.
He returned after marring Poseidon and leaving scars on Athena and demanded for Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus to bring him a meal.
Lycaon went to reflect on the instructions tossed. Then he returned with halves of meats in a bowl made from the skins of Cheetah. Served the meal to Zeus.
He ate the meal and began to feel very funny within himself. He heard a crooning in the depth of his consciousness only for him to discover that he had eaten the remains of a sacrificed boy. Ah! He was vexed.
Burnished in rage, he summoned in a whistle, the family of Pelasgus and spelled a doom on them: they were all changed into wolves.
Upon that, they were sent away from amongst the gods. They were borne by worn winds to a jungle, to live in the world of those they'd created.
But their fate met with new twist when Poseidon would trade dialogue with them for the fall of Zeus.
Theycould browse and access two portals (humans and wolves), that is, change from wolves to humans and vice versa. The first of their kind; the first sect of Werewolves to ever exist.
Alas, the struggle knew a stray turn when Athena fell in love with Lycaon who did repay the generous love coin. Focus was diverted. Poseidon wouldn't watch him marry her despite the fact that he had betrothed her against her will which was veil to Zeus.
The werewolves fought together and subdued the pious Poseidon. This brought the truth to limelight before Zeus who wanted Pelasgus and his family back amongst the gods.
One for bravery, two for subduing his foe. But twas too late. The werewolves during the fiery struggles had discovered their power which would help them survive as a special specie.
Wolves living on earth got to know about the new specie wolves who had come to snatch their fame. Even humans were interested in joining the packs since love was a spell and they could not resist the beauty of the daughters and sons of Pelasgus.
Struggle upon struggle were birthed as these new sects of wolves made by curse tried to edify their identity and create a generation.
Lycaon was to be the Alpha in the place of his father. Who should lead the pack instead of the one who'd brought the curse! The Flaming Alpha.
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Lycaon: The Flaming Alpha I
"What are you doing here?" He wasn't sure if that was the right question to ask. He couldn't think straightly. What he was seeing couldn't complement his thoughts. He could see her taunting tits screaming at the top of their voices to get noticed by some passersby. He knew he would be that passerby. There was no other person there. And for the first time in the long while he was confused. What he had seen was beyond what he had expected. That wouldn't be the first time he would be seeing her. He even had seen her before he had left the pack for a walk. He was sure that he hadn't taken quite the much time before she had come looking for him. He wasn't complaining. Twas obvious that she did love him and wouldn't want anything odd to befall him.
Lycaon: The Flaming Alpha II
"Yummy" He fell on the berth as she came all over him. His claws were sharp. He was careful not to dig them into her flesh. He would be careful enough. He knew what she wanted at the moment. He was supposed to grab some sleep. She had actually advised him to do just that but she happened to be that who wouldn't avail him. He couldn't push her away. He couldn't ignore her. He couldn't resist. She was more than what she seemed to be. She wasn't only beautiful but enchanting. He wasn't so disciplined to ignore a lady of such make. And of course he did love her. He was actually confused. He didn't know who loves who more amongst the two of them. He wasn't sure if he did love her than she loved him or vice versa. But one thing he was damn sure about was the fact that he could kill for her. What had made him subdue the crazy Poseidon because of her. Hw would do everything to protect her. He would a
Lycaon: The Flaming Alpha III
"What would you say now? Ah!" He wasn't sure what was happening. How possible was it? He was in the bed getting laid quite the while ago. What was he doing in the depth of the waters chained? In the depth of the sea! How did he get there? Who transported him? He wasn't sure what was happening to him. Or was it some hallucinations which did complement sex with the daughter of the father of all gods? He didn't know what was happening. His thoughts eluded him. Twas quite better to say that his head was blank and was void. Well,darkness was oozing in the mental horizon. And he was humbly hoping that the light would come on. Come on and lit his instinct. Come on and shed a shred of its shade on his gloom. He needed to be sane for a while. Being insane wasn't an option. His hands were heavy. He was chained. His hands and legs separately, then together. He was chained such that, his hand were locked up, hi
Lycaon: The Flaming Alpha IV
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Lycaon: The Flaming Alpha V
"Did you call that meeting or briefing?" Pelasgus moved aside as he sat. He had no idea why his father was being jumpy. There was no point in moving aside. There were different erected logs which he could sit on. He was being careful. Like he was girding his hampered heart for it. He knew what was going to happen anytime soon. His father's actions were not farfetched. He would throw garbage of words at him. But he had no digs to veil the odds and tame the taunting odors. He was ready for whatever twould take. He looked at him. What was that question for? He couldn't be sure. Was that to get on his nerve or bruise his authority? He wouldn't call that questioning his authority. He would rather it as assault. And he wouldn't take any form of assualt. He kept his rage in its cubicle. He didn't want to rend it. He could use pored patience. At least for the meantime. He was skeptical on what would be supp
Lycaon: The Flaming Alpha VI
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