The chronicles of Jasper Monroe

Chapter 6

Jasper’s teeth hit their target dead on. The other wolf began to yip in forfeit. Jasper let him go and waited for him to change. Once he did, Jasper followed suit. “You are far more stronger than I remember! Let us talk and bury the hatchet.” This wolf knew he was no match for Jasper. So, the only thing he could do was bide his time and pretend to forgive. “Like I was saying I know not who you are, so I do not know of my wrong doings please enlighten me.” Jasper said innocently.

“The name is Thane. A few centuries ago, you were the cause of my father’s death. I have never been able to forgive you for that. You told him that you wanted to meet to talk about our packs becoming one, but when he arrived at the place you were supposed to meet him a group of men attacked him. At the time he was in his wolf form and the members of our pack heard his cries of pain. We rushed to his location, but it was too late. That was also the last day anyone ever saw you again.”

Jasper was dumbfounded. He was a lot of things, but a murderer was not one of them. Sure, he had killed in the past but that was purely out of self-defense. Why had he lured Thane’s father there and why did he disappear. “Do you know who these men were? I am truly sorry for what happened to your father. I would never purposely lead anyone to their death. Maybe these men are the reason for my disappearance as well.” Jasper said in wonder.

Thane was starting to have doubts about Jasper’s involvement. Could it be that he held on to this grudge for so long only for it to have been waisted resentment? Like Jasper he wanted answers that seemed impossible to find. “I do not know who the men were. All I know is they were dressed in black robes and wore hoods that hid their faces. Maybe the two of us could find them together. What do you say to our packs working together for the time being?”

Jasper took his time pondering his suggestion. He was slightly weary of working with Thane. After all this man did just try to kill him. Then again would he not do the same thing if he thought someone tried to kill the ones he loved. “I accept your proposal. Time is very short, and I do not know how long it will be until I disappear again. I cannot say more than that, but we need to work fast.” Thane was a bit confused by his cryptic words. He chose to leave it alone for the time being and to deal with the matter at hand.

Thane asked Jasper to come back with him to his pack so they could do the bonding ritual which will prevent either pack from hurting the other. Sabastian and another pack member, Avery, would be coming along. Sylvia wanted to come with them, but Jasper said no. “Let us make sure the ritual is finished before you get involved. In case Thane is trying to lure us into a trap I do not want you anywhere near this.” She agreed though she did not want to. She never wanted to leave his side again, but she knew that was improbable.

As they all took off on their journey to Thanes camp Jasper was deep in thought. Sylvia had told him about many different wolf packs. Thanes was the moonstone pack. Where as his was the Storm rose pack. Unlike other wolves these two packs aged at a very slow pace. He was wondering why that was. The story goes that a long time ago back in ancient times a witch had put a curse on a small village of people. They had offended her when a member of the village killed her pet wolf. As punishment she made them turn into wolves when there was a full moon.

As time passed the people of the village grew apart making new homes for themselves. Once they started families to their dismay they found when their children reached their thirteenth year they too would turn into wolves essentially resulting in the numerous packs that are out there in the world.

If the story was believed to be true, then what makes these two packs so different? The question was eating away at Jasper, so he decided to ask his father about it. “Father, why are we so different from others of our kind? They age like humans while we do not.” Sabastian chuckled at his son. “I have wondered that myself son. I do not know why we are different we just are. I never tried to find the answer though.” Thane cut in, “It is because long ago a fairy had fallen in love with a werewolf. As you may know Fairies live for centuries before growing old. She had wanted to spend her days with the wolf, so she used her magic to alter him and by doing so it altered his whole pack. Somewhere down the line a wolf from my pack and a wolf from yours fell in love causing all of us to experience the same magic.”

Jasper thanked Thane for his knowledge. It felt amazing to finally answer one of his many questions without leaving him with even more. They arrived at the moonstone packs camp two hours later. They built it into the trees around them. Bridges made of rope and plank dangled from the sky. Huts hung in the branches while there were built in ladders on the trees so they could reach them.

A female wolf noticed Jasper and she growled. Her hair was standing on end as she crouched to the ground. Jasper locked eyes with her and something about them was oddly familiar. It was not like he knew her rather like her eyes were a part of him. Within five seconds she pounced at Jasper going in for the kill.