I Claim Your Love

The dwellers of the forest paced their way to the peak point in hopes of reaching the moon. Thunderous paws sank into the wet moss leaving every tree behind. They raced against the winds with the high ranks showing their dominance by closing the gap with the ones who were ahead of them.

The moon was calling them.

Einar had covered a considerable distance ahead of everyone. He covered the uneven land with a great lolloping gait. Each one of his mighty strides were worth of at least three of others. His body stretched to its full extent while he ran with a force barely touching the ground. When he reached the cliff, he stared at the moon in defiance and howled in agony. He bared his teeth to the moon as if he was challenging it to a fight.

The wolves soon joined Einar but were taken aback at the provocative yelping of the Alpha's son. The other members of the pack saw it as a disrespect to the Supreme Being. In response some of them howled a cry of annoyance while others howled in respect to the moon. They could not tolerate the uncanny behavior of the Alpha's son.

No one was above the goddess.

Einar shook his head and composed himself when he realized what he was doing. He snorted. He was embarrassed with his head hung low and apologized to the moon goddess and everyone in the pack through his mind link. Even Ragnar was amused with the behavior of his son. This wasn't the behavior to which the Alpha was accustomed to. Had it not been his son, the perpetrator would have been severely punished.

Umberto then nuzzled the Einar in assurance that everything will work out. He was sure that Einar acted this way only because he had been aloof from his mate. He again pushed through the mind of Einar to knock some sense in him.

′You were intransigent and howled in contempt at the moon goddess. That's not a good thing to do son.′

'I know uncle Umberto; I'm trying to control my wolf but I don't know what has gotten into him. He is acting weird today the whole time.'

Umberto knew for a fact that a wolf gets upset when he does not detects his other half on a full moon night. In most cases he is either calm, upset about it or he howls in pain. But he is never defiant or feral for it. However it can behave this way only if...

'Einar look at me.′ The Alpha's son slowly raised his head to look into the eyes of his mentor. ′I want you to tell me the truth. HAVE YOU FOUND YOUR MATE?′

Einar ached to let someone know that indeed he has found his mate. But would people understand that the mate in question was not a girl or a wolf entirely? Perhaps he could share this information with his advisor. Maybe he would understand his dilemma.

′Yes uncle Umberto. I-I think I have found my mate.′

Umberto was ecstatic and equally appalled. Finding ones mate is the happiest moment in a wolf's life but if Einar was hiding this fact from everyone than there must be a grave reason for it.

′Your mate is a wolf. Right?′

Einar was ashamed at the fact that his mate did not have a wolf within him. He lowered his eyes and shook his head. Umberto was surprised to say the least.

′This has never happened in the before! An Alpha mate who is not a wolf is truly unheard of. I don't know how your parents or the pack will digest this information. Alpha mates have to be strong to breed strong pups and hence only an Alpha, beta or in some cases a gamma blood is usually the mate chosen by the moon goddess for the high ranks. There is a very thin chance of your parents approving this mating. However they are not the ones we need to be concerned about at this moment. Your mating can cause quite a ruckus at the council. The King and his people won't be pleased.′

That was the last thought on Einar's mind right now. He knew for a fact that no one would be accepting of his bond with the boy. He would bring shame to his family.

′Tell me Einar, which shifter family does she belong to? Maybe we could possibly find a solution to unite you both.′

a shifter Uncle Umberto. In fact my mate

'What do you...'

or respond, Einar growled grinding his teeth. He ought to cry out, to scream, fear was creeping through him along with anger. It was as if his life was in danger. With a final deafening roar he jumped leaps and strides with no

instincts indicated that Callan was

web of the jungle where his movements were resisted by the wetland, hampering his speed. But no one could stop him at

Einar reached the boundaries of the village, he could hear two heartbeats and the faint magnetic aroma of his mate. But what surprised him was the fact that he was not alone. The

saw shattered

did not know how to respond. His mate was now taken. His mate was now 'impure'. Every wolf saves himself for their half as the custom dictates but the girl took his rightful honor to give his mate the pleasure of his

bitterness not only for the girl but also for his beloved. The stench of betrayal hurting him to the core. He blamed himself for not marking his mate when he had

from the thick forests. They were solely focused on encroaching the area but for that they had to eliminate the only barrier that laid between them

Einar was enraged.

nostrils flared while he clawed his feet to the ground. He roared vociferously and made his way to the boy. He took long strides while his legs bounced. As soon as he reached the boy he jumped above his full height and pierced his canines on the neck of the rouge wolf who was about to attack Callan from behind. The rogue wolf whimpered and struggled to

all surrounding the trio. Meredith pulled the hem of Callan's shirt in utmost panic which did not go too well with Einar. He growled at her. She flinched and fell back, while

Einar's wolf even understood who the real enemy was. However he knew that he had to take matters in his own hand as the girls safety depended on him. He was relieved to see Meredith taking cover in the opposite direction of this chaos. He saw other wolves approaching him and

moon pack had also arrived at the scene. Some of the pack members followed their Alpha to the pack house while the other members of the pack had made a beeline alongside Callan and Einar. The feral wolves however were more in number than expected. It was a planned attack to wipe out the entire blue moon pack. Ragnar could feel that his mate was in difficulty, her life was in danger. So he along with Justus and some wolves, rushed to the Alpha house to save her. Meanwhile Umberto took the charge

Umberto the warriors marched ahead to save their land and their people. Feet pounding, teeth gnawing, menacing attacks from claws was a common sight on the land. It was barbaric, it was brutal. The ferals only wanted to taste blood in any unorthodox manner they see

attack the Alphas son seemingly understanding that if they could rout him out, victory will be theirs. If only they knew

however was that he only wounded the ferals so that they didn't make any movements in return while he did not kill them unless it was

canines of the wolf had just penetrated Callan when Einar broke the leg of the rogue with his jaws. The rogue was limping and whining in pain when

wolves retreated to their respective sides while Callan put both of his hands covering his ears. The whimpering and whining of the ferals did not go unnoticed by anyone. Even the blue moon pack was on their knees

was now incensed

and everyone around were now flattening their ears and their torso kissing the ground burying themselves more deeper to the earth. However Callan was once again mesmerized by Einar's other form and was

bare skin. Callan flinched initially but as soon as the wolf touched him with his tongue,

him. His eyes widened in realization when he learned that the mate Einar was talking about was a boy, a

It was Callan!

and people assumed that Callan might've made him angry but

was all making sense

pack would have no Luna in the real sense. In fact there would be no future Alpha as Callan could not produce any heir to the pack. The future of the pack looked grim. The more serious issue ahead of them was that same gender mating was banned for centuries now. While any pack found to disobey this rule was sorely taken to task

hold of the rogues and amidst their whimpering and pleading eyes he dug his claws in their insides and retracted the organs out of their fur. It was Barbaric; It was Violent. He strangulated their necks with his death gripping jaw to completely break their jugular. He submerged his canines deep inside the fur.

He was savage.

while they stenched from putrefaction of their urine. He was on a killing spree. There was no honor in his slaughtering as he was even more feral than the

the scene were utterly horrified. They had been in battles before but never had they seen a bloodbath like this. Even their Alpha and his predecessors were modest enough to leave the body intact after killing. But this creature was rabid. It had gone rogue. It was like the blood in his canines fueled his systems to want for more. The putrid smell of blood everywhere brought bile to the throats of some, while others were praying for the souls of the fallen. The once who were dead