Chapter 105: 105
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An hour before Erick's blackout.
The two Alphas looked at each other in the eyes, across the table. One had his arms crossed across his chest while the other held the former's gaze with an unwavering glint in his eyes.
"I implore for your cooperation in seeking retribution for my clan," Isaiah said, a determined look in his eyes. "And in return, I will tell you about something that you might be interested in."
Lachlan narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "And what is that?" he asked slowly.
"About who Dane really is," Isaiah answered.
Lachlan frowned deeper. "Dane?" he repeated, a confused tone in his voice.
"Yes, Dane. One of the surviving Lycan's souls."
Gasps could be heard all around the room. This was such an earth-shattering kind of news! Even Roel had his eyes widened in surprise, losing his poker face.
Lachlan's eyes widened as he abruptly stood up with both of his palms on the table. "What did you just say? Lycans??" he repeated, looking so shocked.
"I thought Lycans were extinct!"
"Dane? A Lycan?"
"But he doesn't have those white manes known for their distinct features as a Lycan!"
Confusion and disbelief murmurs reverberated throughout the room, making a small noise.
"That's because his soul is incomplete," Isaiah said out loud, cutting through the noise.
Lachlan sat back down, frowning. "Please explain," he invited, a look of doubt covered his face.
Isaiah let out a long breath. "Let me start from the beginning."
Centuries ago, during the huge war between the Lycans and the Hunters, there was actually an inner strife in the Lycan pack. As one of the strongest supernatural beings on Earth, they were bound to have power conflicts. There were disagreements over who will become the leader of the Lycans. Seeing as there were many presences of Alphas, it was difficult to select the leader as each Alphas were known for their domineering, arrogant and egoistic attitudes. It was difficult for them to accept commands from another shifter.
Although, there have been fights to determine who will become the Alpha, it had become quite a strain on these Lycans where they had to deal with whom to be the leader and defending themselves against the Hunters.
However, one of the Lycan bloodlines were dissatisfied with the arrangement and wanted the Alpha issue to be decided there and then. Wanting to take over the whole Lycan power, these certain groups of Lycans began to hunt down those who had the capabilities and the rights to be the Alpha. And one of them was Dane.
Dane was one of the strongest Lycans and although he wasn't the Alpha of his Lycan pack, he was one of sons of an Alpha's. Unlike his brothers who were fighting for the place of the Alpha on behalf of their pack, Dane was unconcerned about it. He was rather nonchalant about the whole affair.
However, enviness and evil roamed throughout the Lycan packs. Rumours and lies were spread among the Lycans. Packs began to distrust each other as they began to see each other as a competition or rivals; one they have to defeat. Hence why it was one of the reasons as to why the Lycans lost to the Hunters.
Dane, at that time, was a young Lycan who fought to survive the upcoming massacre that killed not only his parents but also his brothers. He did not expect that one of their Lycan 'brothers' whom he sees as family would betray them just because of power. It was unsure what had happened but just before he was killed, the other Lycans were surprised to see him screaming as he held his head tightly. He began to gut-wrenchingly scream and suddenly, they saw lights coming out of his eyes and he slowly became a small Lycan, stripped of his white fur mane, leaving only a white streak.
It was unsure whether he was alive or not but the body of Dane was left lifeless as the Lycans continued to attack each other. It was also unsure as to what had happened to his body but some said that it got eaten away by savages and some said that it rotted away.
Everyone in the room was quiet, once Isaiah was done. Shortly after, Lachlan spoke up. "Though, this makes me wonder. How do you know all of this?" he asked, a look of suspicion gleamed in his eyes.
Isaiah let out another sigh. "The battle history of the Lycans and the Hunters have been passed down in our pack from generations to generations. Our ancestors wanted us to remember the story so that history would not be repeated. My Cairin pack used to be part of the Lycan packs until the blood diminishes. Yet, we still hold the power of healing in our pack."
Lachlan nodded. That was true. He too remembered the story well from his father and grandfather. Although he does not know it well, compared to Isaiah but he knew of it. Like the Cairin pack, they too were part of the Lycan but not as deep as the Cairin pack. Hence why it was still unbelievable that Dane was a Lycan.
"And I heard years ago, there were talks about Lycans being alive. And from that man's persistence in wanting a certain shifter to be dead, I'd assume that he was talking about the surviving Lycans," Isaiah continued, referring 'that man' to the one who had kept his pack and granddaughter captive.
He remembered the time when he was held back by his son's mate and Beta, that man kept mumbling, "He's not here. That damn Lycan is not here. I need to find him. I need to KILL HIM!"
"But how did you know Dane is a Lycan?" Lachlan further asked.
Isaiah narrowed his eyes at him. "He has a white streak on him, didn't he?" he asked back. "I heard from my pack who was watching the forest saw a shifter with that white streak in your pack. And he has the same name, similar to one of the surviving Lycans, Dane."
Just as everyone in the room fell silent, they were loudly interrupted by Luella, who came rushing in from one of the rooms. Her face was stricken with dread and worry. Her eyes were shiny, brimming with tears as she loudly opened the door to their meeting room.
Shocked, everyone in the room stood up to look at her. Isaiah abruptly stood up as well, surprised by the sudden intrusion.
Noticing another shifter not from her pack, she swiftly turned to Isaiah and apologized for her rude behavior.
Isaiah brushed away her apologies, suspecting that there must be something wrong to make her act like this. Believing that the Kendall pack would probably need their privacy, he made his excuse to leave and told them to send a word in answer to his previous pleas.
Lachlan nodded.
Roel swiftly got up and guided the Cairin Alpha out of the room.
After Isaiah and Roel had left the room, Lachlan turned to Luella who immediately rushed to his side. She gripped his arms tight, her eyes still brimming with tears.
His heart clenched at the sadness she emitted out. "What's wrong, love?" he asked, looking concerned.
"It's Erick!"
"Erick?" Lachlan repeated. His concern was growing strong. 'Could this be the unsettling feeling he had felt earlier?' he thought.
"He's not breathing!"
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An hour before Erick's blackout.
The two Alphas looked at each other in the eyes, across the table. One had his arms crossed across his chest while the other held the former's gaze with an unwavering glint in his eyes.
"I implore for your cooperation in seeking retribution for my clan," Isaiah said, a determined look in his eyes. "And in return, I will tell you about something that you might be interested in."
Lachlan narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "And what is that?" he asked slowly.
"About who Dane really is," Isaiah answered.
Lachlan frowned deeper. "Dane?" he repeated, a confused tone in his voice.
"Yes, Dane. One of the surviving Lycan's souls."
Gasps could be heard all around the room. This was such an earth-shattering kind of news! Even Roel had his eyes widened in surprise, losing his poker face.
Lachlan's eyes widened as he abruptly stood up with both of his palms on the table. "What did you just say? Lycans??" he repeated, looking so shocked.
"I thought Lycans were extinct!"
"Dane? A Lycan?"
"But he doesn't have those white manes known for their distinct features as a Lycan!"
Confusion and disbelief murmurs reverberated throughout the room, making a small noise.
"That's because his soul is incomplete," Isaiah said out loud, cutting through the noise.
Lachlan sat back down, frowning. "Please explain," he invited, a look of doubt covered his face.
Isaiah let out a long breath. "Let me start from the beginning."
Centuries ago, during the huge war between the Lycans and the Hunters, there was actually an inner strife in the Lycan pack. As one of the strongest supernatural beings on Earth, they were bound to have power conflicts. There were disagreements over who will become the leader of the Lycans. Seeing as there were many presences of Alphas, it was difficult to select the leader as each Alphas were known for their domineering, arrogant and egoistic attitudes. It was difficult for them to accept commands from another shifter.
Although, there have been fights to determine who will become the Alpha, it had become quite a strain on these Lycans where they had to deal with whom to be the leader and defending themselves against the Hunters.
However, one of the Lycan bloodlines were dissatisfied with the arrangement and wanted the Alpha issue to be decided there and then. Wanting to take over the whole Lycan power, these certain groups of Lycans began to hunt down those who had the capabilities and the rights to be the Alpha. And one of them was Dane.
Dane was one of the strongest Lycans and although he wasn't the Alpha of his Lycan pack, he was one of sons of an Alpha's. Unlike his brothers who were fighting for the place of the Alpha on behalf of their pack, Dane was unconcerned about it. He was rather nonchalant about the whole affair.
However, enviness and evil roamed throughout the Lycan packs. Rumours and lies were spread among the Lycans. Packs began to distrust each other as they began to see each other as a competition or rivals; one they have to defeat. Hence why it was one of the reasons as to why the Lycans lost to the Hunters.
Dane, at that time, was a young Lycan who fought to survive the upcoming massacre that killed not only his parents but also his brothers. He did not expect that one of their Lycan 'brothers' whom he sees as family would betray them just because of power. It was unsure what had happened but just before he was killed, the other Lycans were surprised to see him screaming as he held his head tightly. He began to gut-wrenchingly scream and suddenly, they saw lights coming out of his eyes and he slowly became a small Lycan, stripped of his white fur mane, leaving only a white streak.
It was unsure whether he was alive or not but the body of Dane was left lifeless as the Lycans continued to attack each other. It was also unsure as to what had happened to his body but some said that it got eaten away by savages and some said that it rotted away.
Everyone in the room was quiet, once Isaiah was done. Shortly after, Lachlan spoke up. "Though, this makes me wonder. How do you know all of this?" he asked, a look of suspicion gleamed in his eyes.
Isaiah let out another sigh. "The battle history of the Lycans and the Hunters have been passed down in our pack from generations to generations. Our ancestors wanted us to remember the story so that history would not be repeated. My Cairin pack used to be part of the Lycan packs until the blood diminishes. Yet, we still hold the power of healing in our pack."
Lachlan nodded. That was true. He too remembered the story well from his father and grandfather. Although he does not know it well, compared to Isaiah but he knew of it. Like the Cairin pack, they too were part of the Lycan but not as deep as the Cairin pack. Hence why it was still unbelievable that Dane was a Lycan.
"And I heard years ago, there were talks about Lycans being alive. And from that man's persistence in wanting a certain shifter to be dead, I'd assume that he was talking about the surviving Lycans," Isaiah continued, referring 'that man' to the one who had kept his pack and granddaughter captive.
He remembered the time when he was held back by his son's mate and Beta, that man kept mumbling, "He's not here. That damn Lycan is not here. I need to find him. I need to KILL HIM!"
"But how did you know Dane is a Lycan?" Lachlan further asked.
Isaiah narrowed his eyes at him. "He has a white streak on him, didn't he?" he asked back. "I heard from my pack who was watching the forest saw a shifter with that white streak in your pack. And he has the same name, similar to one of the surviving Lycans, Dane."
Just as everyone in the room fell silent, they were loudly interrupted by Luella, who came rushing in from one of the rooms. Her face was stricken with dread and worry. Her eyes were shiny, brimming with tears as she loudly opened the door to their meeting room.
Shocked, everyone in the room stood up to look at her. Isaiah abruptly stood up as well, surprised by the sudden intrusion.
Noticing another shifter not from her pack, she swiftly turned to Isaiah and apologized for her rude behavior.
Isaiah brushed away her apologies, suspecting that there must be something wrong to make her act like this. Believing that the Kendall pack would probably need their privacy, he made his excuse to leave and told them to send a word in answer to his previous pleas.
Lachlan nodded.
Roel swiftly got up and guided the Cairin Alpha out of the room.
After Isaiah and Roel had left the room, Lachlan turned to Luella who immediately rushed to his side. She gripped his arms tight, her eyes still brimming with tears.
His heart clenched at the sadness she emitted out. "What's wrong, love?" he asked, looking concerned.
"It's Erick!"
"Erick?" Lachlan repeated. His concern was growing strong. 'Could this be the unsettling feeling he had felt earlier?' he thought.
"He's not breathing!"
An hour before Erick's blackout. The two Alphas looked at each other in the eyes, across the table. One had his arms crossed across his chest while the other held the former's gaze with an unwavering glint in his eyes. "I implore for your cooperation in seeking retribution for my clan," Isaiah said, a determined look in his eyes. "And in return, I will tell you about something that you might be interested in." Lachlan narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "And what is that?" he asked slowly. "About who Dane really is," Isaiah answered. Lachlan frowned deeper. "Dane?" he repeated, a confused tone in his voice. "Yes, Dane. One of the surviving Lycan's souls." Gasps could be heard all around the room. This was such an earth-shattering kind of news! Even Roel had his eyes widened in surprise, losing his poker face. Lachlan's eyes widened as he abruptly stood up with both of his palms on the table. "What did you just say? Lycans??" he repeated, looking so shocked. "I thought Lycans were extinct!" "Dane? A Lycan?" "But he doesn't have those white manes known for their distinct features as a Lycan!" Confusion and disbelief murmurs reverberated throughout the room, making a small noise. "That's because his soul is incomplete," Isaiah said out loud, cutting through the noise. Lachlan sat back down, frowning. "Please explain," he invited, a look of doubt covered his face. Isaiah let out a long breath. "Let me start from the beginning." Centuries ago, during the huge war between the Lycans and the Hunters, there was actually an inner strife in the Lycan pack. As one of the strongest supernatural beings on Earth, they were bound to have power conflicts. There were disagreements over who will become the leader of the Lycans. Seeing as there were many presences of Alphas, it was difficult to select the leader as each Alphas were known for their domineering, arrogant and egoistic attitudes. It was difficult for them to accept commands from another shifter. Although, there have been fights to determine who will become the Alpha, it had become quite a strain on these Lycans where they had to deal with whom to be the leader and defending themselves against the Hunters. However, one of the Lycan bloodlines were dissatisfied with the arrangement and wanted the Alpha issue to be decided there and then. Wanting to take over the whole Lycan power, these certain groups of Lycans began to hunt down those who had the capabilities and the rights to be the Alpha. And one of them was Dane. Dane was one of the strongest Lycans and although he wasn't the Alpha of his Lycan pack, he was one of sons of an Alpha's. Unlike his brothers who were fighting for the place of the Alpha on behalf of their pack, Dane was unconcerned about it. He was rather nonchalant about the whole affair. However, enviness and evil roamed throughout the Lycan packs. Rumours and lies were spread among the Lycans. Packs began to distrust each other as they began to see each other as a competition or rivals; one they have to defeat. Hence why it was one of the reasons as to why the Lycans lost to the Hunters. Dane, at that time, was a young Lycan who fought to survive the upcoming massacre that killed not only his parents but also his brothers. He did not expect that one of their Lycan 'brothers' whom he sees as family would betray them just because of power. It was unsure what had happened but just before he was killed, the other Lycans were surprised to see him screaming as he held his head tightly. He began to gut-wrenchingly scream and suddenly, they saw lights coming out of his eyes and he slowly became a small Lycan, stripped of his white fur mane, leaving only a white streak. It was unsure whether he was alive or not but the body of Dane was left lifeless as the Lycans continued to attack each other. It was also unsure as to what had happened to his body but some said that it got eaten away by savages and some said that it rotted away. Everyone in the room was quiet, once Isaiah was done. Shortly after, Lachlan spoke up. "Though, this makes me wonder. How do you know all of this?" he asked, a look of suspicion gleamed in his eyes. Isaiah let out another sigh. "The battle history of the Lycans and the Hunters have been passed down in our pack from generations to generations. Our ancestors wanted us to remember the story so that history would not be repeated. My Cairin pack used to be part of the Lycan packs until the blood diminishes. Yet, we still hold the power of healing in our pack." Lachlan nodded. That was true. He too remembered the story well from his father and grandfather. Although he does not know it well, compared to Isaiah but he knew of it. Like the Cairin pack, they too were part of the Lycan but not as deep as the Cairin pack. Hence why it was still unbelievable that Dane was a Lycan. "And I heard years ago, there were talks about Lycans being alive. And from that man's persistence in wanting a certain shifter to be dead, I'd assume that he was talking about the surviving Lycans," Isaiah continued, referring 'that man' to the one who had kept his pack and granddaughter captive. He remembered the time when he was held back by his son's mate and Beta, that man kept mumbling, "He's not here. That damn Lycan is not here. I need to find him. I need to KILL HIM!" "But how did you know Dane is a Lycan?" Lachlan further asked. Isaiah narrowed his eyes at him. "He has a white streak on him, didn't he?" he asked back. "I heard from my pack who was watching the forest saw a shifter with that white streak in your pack. And he has the same name, similar to one of the surviving Lycans, Dane." Just as everyone in the room fell silent, they were loudly interrupted by Luella, who came rushing in from one of the rooms. Her face was stricken with dread and worry. Her eyes were shiny, brimming with tears as she loudly opened the door to their meeting room. Shocked, everyone in the room stood up to look at her. Isaiah abruptly stood up as well, surprised by the sudden intrusion. Noticing another shifter not from her pack, she swiftly turned to Isaiah and apologized for her rude behavior. Isaiah brushed away her apologies, suspecting that there must be something wrong to make her act like this. Believing that the Kendall pack would probably need their privacy, he made his excuse to leave and told them to send a word in answer to his previous pleas. Lachlan nodded. Roel swiftly got up and guided the Cairin Alpha out of the room. After Isaiah and Roel had left the room, Lachlan turned to Luella who immediately rushed to his side. She gripped his arms tight, her eyes still brimming with tears. His heart clenched at the sadness she emitted out. "What's wrong, love?" he asked, looking concerned. "It's Erick!" "Erick?" Lachlan repeated. His concern was growing strong. 'Could this be the unsettling feeling he had felt earlier?' he thought. "He's not breathing!"
