Wolf's Will

Chapter 5

"So, is that truly the son of your Alpha? He doesn't look it," Beowulf said to the market leader, Farkas.

"Yes, Lord Beowulf," Farkas replied

"Well, I came here to see to the peace of the market. And the gold I promised everyone, is right outside. You should know where to keep it and share it amongst yourselves, when I am gone," Beowulf added.

"Alright lord Beowulf." Farkas humbly replied

"And Lord Beowulf, I want to tell you something else," 

"What is it?" 

"It's about my daughter. She is a good felan. A beautiful one. She is loyal and…" 

"Farkas, we won't be talking about this again." Beowulf interrupted. Truly most of the werewolves in Noguchi know what period it is. It's the period where the son of the Ultimate Alpha looks for his mate, who will be the new Ultimate Luna.

Most older werewolves know the reason Beowulf has been coming to the city. The reason he has been going from packs to packs, visiting Alphas. Soon enough, he will be the Ultimate Alpha. The one who would have control over all of the werewolves pack. And before the ritual of ascension begins, he is supposed to have a mate. 

"I have seen your daughter, and I appreciate who she is. But she isn't the mate I want. We are good friends Farkas, don't worry. When I become the Ultimate Alpha, I won't forget you." Beowulf smiled.

He knew that was a promise he might not be able to keep up with. When he becomes the Ultimate Alpha, most of his existence and actions would be guided by some principles. Principles that he doesn't have influence over. 

He heard soft footsteps approaching, but he disregarded it. It was more like he expected it. The footsteps slowed down. He smiled. Then he heard staggers from the same footstep. He turned around, only to see Lady Ashina, staggering a few feet from him.

He saw the wolf, Amoux, who was with her standing in fury. Amoux's eyes weren't at Ashina but at him. It was a bloodshot gaze. There was also bloodlust feeling, but not enough to serve as a threat to Beowulf.

"Ah! I see," he smiled. He dashed towards the Lady Ashina that was falling. It felt like she lost consciousness. 

"Lady Ashina!" He called her. He dashed towards her just when she was about to fall. He held her arms. He looked into her eyes. He felt the softness of her skin. Her bare skin wasn't touching his, but through her silky cloth. 

"How bright and beautiful these eyes are," Beowulf thought. When he saw her earlier on, he saw the look of interest in her eyes. She looked at him with a broad smile. He saw how she had looked at him right from his hair, to his feet.

"Let's see what you can do," was his thought while he approached her then. 

"I love this Lord Beowulf," she said and Beowulf smiled. Then, she passed out.

"So you did inhale me," Beowulf thought.

Everyone in the market caught a glimpse of what happened immediately as Ashina fell. They all gasped. Some felt jealous at the fact that the future Ultimate Alpha held Ashina. Some felt pity for the lady who just felt, and ran towards her. 

Amoux ran to Beowulf too. 

"What did you do to her?" Amoux grabbed Beowulf's hand. 

Beowulf slowly raised his head. He looked into Amoux's eyes. 

"For some reason, he is angry at me. Ashina, what did you say to him?" Beowulf thought. He wanted to smile, but just as slowly as he raised his head, he rolled his eyes and lowered his face. 

Some people from the Volde pack ran to Beowulf and collected the daughter of their Alpha from him. 

"I helped her while she fainted," Beowulf replied Amoux, yanking his hand off. 

"Before then. Just when she met you at first. What did you do?" Amoux barked

"What did I do? It would save us both stress, if you will lower your voice while talking to me." Beowulf advised

"And now you are warning me uhn? You bastard from the Ultimate pack."

"Watch your words. And choose your next words carefully," Beowulf began steaming. His claws were forming out of his human form. He was ready to punch Amoux if he said another provocative word.

"Or what? Will the magic from your pack be used in punishing me?" 

"No! Of course not. I would do something worse," Beowulf smiled. He was trying to keep his calm. Ordinarily he would have attacked Amoux. He felt like punching and tearing up Amoux. But the respect he got from the werewolves around, were restraining him. They would be scared of him. They probably won't want to get close to him in the future. 

"Listen, little Ultimate pack. Remember my face, because just when you are about to have the best time of your life, I will sneak up to you and take it away from you." Amoux threatened with his finger pointed to Beowulf's face.

The men who came in before Beowulf, who were to serve as his guard, came to where Amoux and Beowulf were arguing. They stood before Beowulf and Amoux. Forcing Amoux to move back. 

Amoux is a strong werewolf. A prospective Alpha of the Hudun pack. One of the strongest packs in Noguchi. Their military prowess is nothing to ignore. And Amoux at his least powerful, could take on three betas from his pack. He is yet to get to his prime, but when he does, he knows ten Betas will be like a walk in the park for him. Except if they were upper Betas. Then, he would have problems fighting six of them. 

Just moments before, he would have punched Beowulf. Kick him, claw him up and make him apologize for how he caused discord between him and his mate-to-be, but he is a member of a secret sect of werewolves.

And in his sect, they have been advised to lay low. They should never pick a fight with any member of the Ultimate pack alone.