Chapter 2

A big couch lay in a vast dark room, with a man on it, sipping whiskey slowly and looking out the window with his eyes half closed and his legs crossed on each other grandly.

He suddenly shoved his hands hard on the glass of whiskey in his palms, and the glass shattered into shards, with red liquids oozing from his fingertips.

  "The Full Moon will be out soon, I could sense horror approaching at a high speed", he grumbled as he rose on his feet, grabbed the crimson blade hung behind the doorway and he stripped it into his waist quiver.

   "Once the Full Moon is activated by the Heavens, my marble will be spotted by all the wolves of the earth, including these draconic dark wolves who sent me out of their pack for not having the same dark furs as them. I swear on my Mum, you'll never get your hands on it", he whimpered as he beat his chest and sprinted out of his room.

    He's Tigreal, the universe's lone Silver wolf; possibly there are others?

He wasn't sure because he'd never met someone like him before.

  Tigreal was born amidst the most powerful pack in the realm of wolves, controlled and ruled by Alpha Balmond, the most terrifying wolf ever in history.

    To Tigreal, Balmond is the scariest and most painful nightmare, whose Lycan transformation always dropped a dread in the pack's heart. His invincible and unstoppable strength made him silent, even though he knew that Balmond slaughtered his mother.

  The nuances in his depiction are astounding.

   Mentioning his black furs, which are usually standing stiff when he is furious? His fiery eyes, which shone more brilliantly in the daylight than they did at night,

Or his elongated snout with razor-sharp fangs that would rip through flesh or bone without hesitation, accompanied by large, sharp claws on each paw?

   One would've thought that they were both born from a rival source, however, they were both brothers, born of the same father but of different mothers.

   Being born seven years before Tigreal's birth made him earn the Alpha's throne without any rival or any sort of opposition parties, and this Tig was comfortable with.

    They both grew up together, and he showed him love until Tig's first day of shape-shifting.

The sad memories of how the whole pack was bewildered when he shape-shifted into a wolf with white and silver fur are the most hurting memory Tig would've been glad to never remember again.

  At first, he thought it was normal, not until he was being labeled the cursed wolf by everyone, including Balmond, the one he trusted to have protected him.

   Because he had silver furs, he became an outcast. He couldn't figure out why no other wolf had the same hue as his, ignoring the fact that he was standing amid numerous others whose fur was black or brown, save his. It shouldn't matter if they had different colors of apparel because the only thing separating them is our hues, right? He reflected. However, they believe the opposite.

  All was cool and bearable for Tig, until when their Father died and Balmond gained the throne fully. Gosh!!

  That's when he knew the definition of hell.

 He was shown hell by Balmond. To be exact, He doesn't mind being hut or being made an outcast, however, nothing hurts than seeing one's treasured mother being made a slave and treated like mere rags.

After their father's death, Balmond made Tig's mum his slave in his palace, where he'll sit comfortably with his feet proudly laid on her back.

  Despite seeing all these, He still couldn't do anything, He was powerless, with no strength to face him and no one to help, of course, who dared rebel against Balmond the Draconic Dark Lycan?

  The day he'll never forget is when he summoned his liver and hurled a stone at Balmond for slapping his mother. Had he known, He would've ignored it.  

   That one scene he could never forget is the way Balmond drove his claws into his mother's chest, stirring it hard and killing her gradually before his eyes. 

Yes, Tigreal saw his most treasured mother being killed before his own two eyes without being able to do anything because he counted himself as a coward.

  Before his mum gave up the ghost, she whispered something into his son's ear.

"You're born with the Alpha's Marble. You're destined to rule this Pack. I kept the marble in your luggage already, run for your life. Go now and never return, until you're strong enough to claim back your throne".

   That day he left the pack, fleeing for his life into the Human World, and leaving his mum's dead body behind.

   Twenty years later, it got to Balmonds ears that Tigreal was born with the Alpha's Marble, and this made him the target of the dark wolves in the whole Universe.

   Having the whole Authority and power in his hands, Balmond waged war against all their neighboring packs and he won them all. Killing all wolves without black furs or brown stripes. Who dares to ask him why?, No one.

   Tigreal was lost in these thoughts, as the sad memories surges into his head like tides, making him feel heavy.

 He checked the time, it was a few minutes after Eleven Pm.

"Damnit", he marveled as he sprinted out of the house and banged into his Red Chevrolet Corvette car, started it up, and sped away to the designated location with the highest-ever acceleration speed.

  His heart was thumping and gushing faster than a rushing faucet, for the fear of what would happen next if Balmond could get his hands on the Marble.

   Tig wished to have kept the marble with him always, however, he knew he might be caught by Balmond's armies at any time, therefore, the best thing to do is hide it in the most spiritual place in the wild, where it will be fortified by the forest green's protection.

Now the rain has stopped, and the full moon is out. The Moon emerges from the darkness of night and bathes everything in its glow. Its glittering light cascaded down onto the ground, illuminating the trees and bushes, and giving the forest a mystical appearance.

It was the perfect moment for Goblin Hunters to start preying on wolves, therefore, he knew he had to act carefully.

 Tig bumped out of the car and dashed into the forest, feeling his feet crunching through the dry leaves beneath.

  He opened his eyes widely, and my ears were in action, scanning everywhere as he increased his speed into the location where he hid the marble inside a peach.

  He was only a few feet away when he heard a humming sound. He immediately shifted into his wolf form and sniffed it out. Years of experience and living with humans make it certain that it was a human odor.

   "Of course, I'm screwed", Tig whimpered as he slapped himself on the forehead angrily.

  "Humans are dimwits, they regard everything as natural, and their Human reasoning caused them to commit many blunders without even realizing it. Humans are more like Monkeys, they touch everything they see without thinking twice", He grumbled as he increased his speed in the direction where he kept the marble.

  He stormed out of the trees and charged the unidentified figure, anticipating that it would run away, but the silhouette remained unperturbed.

He drew nearer and looked through the silhouettes before realizing it was a young lady.

  Surprised!!!

"What could a human girl be doing in such a wild forest like this?"He asked himself rhetorically.

Tig looked around, only to see that the peach was gone, and the marble was lost as he had guessed.

  Violently, he grabbed her cheeks to make a fuss, only for him to see his marble glittering in her stomach. Strange?

 The Alpha's Marble is dark in color, however, what he sees in her belly is white glittering marble, shining brightly as if it's happy being back where it belongs.

   He was contemplating these thoughts and pondering on what was happening when he sniffed out his greatest Nightmare approaching, The Dark Wolves.

    Before Tigreal could make a U-turn, one of the dark wolves pounced on him with his elongated paws, luckily, Tig invited his crimson blade into action, slashing through his fangs and sending him backward at a daring speed.

   Without hesitation, He grasped the girl's hand and took her out of the forest. 

  "Who is this young lady? Is it possible to have a marble ingested without realizing it? Even after eating the mystical Alpha's Marble, she doesn't seem dizzy or sleepy." Those were the thoughts racing through Tig's mind during their escapades.

  One thing which got him more concerned was that It's an abomination for a wolf to keep the Alpha's Marble inside his belly for too long time, therefore, being a human, she might not survive having it in her belly for a month.