"Hahhh. Hahhh. Hahhh. Shit!"
There was a moonlight which lightened the sky of Cyril. A kingdom where the werewolves life peacefully. But, here was a serious wounded man running alone through the moonlight.
He was the second prince from the kingdom. A wise and the golden boy. His name was Hugo Cyrillo. He was his father's pride son, King Oliver, who was died two days ago.
Today should be his coronation day as the new king of Cyril. But, his older brother, the first prince was taken the throne. With his henchmen, he made a surprise attack to his brother. Killing the soldiers and warriors. Just to made them be by him sides.
This first brother was kind before, but, deeply inside his heart was living full of envious resentment. He disallowed his father's decision. He must be the one and only king who could replace King Oliver.
That was why this older brother has arranged a surprise attact for his younger brother. He wanted to be the king of Cyril. The only one werewolf who must be honored.
It was a reason King Oliver chose his second son. He knew that Victor, his older son has a bad attitude to get the rule. But he loves them so much, so that King Oliver wanted Victor become the colleague for his brother. Rule Cyril together.
Now, because of King Oliver's wise decision, his sons were hurting each other.
"I am the most powerful werewolf here! Only me who can rule this kingdom!" Victor said pridefully after kicked out his brother. He also did not care about the dead body of the others in front of him. Now, this bad attitude king will rule Cyril.
It was bloods dripping from the coat. Even the clothes was ripped. A silver knife was embedded through his bare shoulder. Made a serious injury.
This night he must run, escaping from Cyril and leaving this kingdom. It was not that he was afraid to his brother, but, deeply in his heart, he promised that he would come and bring back the rightness. He will save his kingdom. But now, it was impossible. He alone could not defeat Victor.
For this night, he must go somewhere further. By his remain strength, he run away, ripped his clothes so that Victor and his people would not find him. Hidden his existence as if he was died from the serious injury.
He run and run into the woods. Then, he was hid himself in a thick fog which just appeared. He changed his form into a black wolf with blue eyes.
Morning was came. The sun just rises from the East. Its light touched the fur of a wounded wolf. This wolf was breathing too slow. Then, a car was passing by.
"So, Irish, what will you do in your new campus?" A middle aged woman asked to a young and beautiful girl behind.
The girl just kept quiet. Her eyes looked out through the window. Observed the leaves and trees. Then, her sight was stopped to a black furry creature.
A poke was touching the middle aged woman. "What, Irish?" she asked.
Irish just pointed to the window. Then the woman stopped the car and looked out to what Irish pointed just now. She saw a black furry creature was sleeping under the tree.
Suddenly, Irish opened the door and run into this creature. Her eyes widened while seeing a black wolf sleeping in injury. Its black fur burnished beautifully.
Irish opened her lips but no single word came out. Then her sight stopped in the knife which has embedded this wolf shoulder. Her kind heart was touched. Even she knew that wolves are the ferocious animal, she wanted to save it.
By her hand shaking, Irish tried to reach the sleeping wolf. Her lips opened as if asking 'are you okay?' to the wolf.
"Irish! What are you doing here?" the woman came afterward.
"Oh, God! Its a wolf! Irish let's come back! Just leave him alone!" She shouted.
Irish did not move her body. She was just shaking her head as a refuse. This eighteen years old girl wanted to save this lonely wolf.
"Irish! Please! This wolf can hurt and kill you!"
After hearing this words, the wolf opened his eyes. Showing the beautiful blue eyes. Both of them were gazing. She was amazed that this wounded wolf has beautiful eyes.
Irish was not feeling afraid. Then her right hand astires to touch the wolf.
"I-Irish!" The woman yelled.
The wolf saw a beautiful girl in front of him. Then he was moving his head so Irish can touch him. Maybe this girl could save him.
Irish smiled. Her hand right here right now was touching a wolf. Then, she loosen her sweater. Irish took the knife gently and wipe the wound with her sweater.
"Oh, no, Irish! What are you doing? We have to go now! Just leave the wolf!" The woman reminded.
Irish shook her head again. She wanted to take the wolf home. It feels like she did not want to leave him alone. The wolf even did not bite her.
Then Irish stood up and try to take the wolf into her car. It was uneasy because the wolf was so big and heavy. The girl then asked the woman by her eyes.
"Gosh!" The woman gasped. She never knew what her lady wants.
"Okay. I will help you to take it home! But if its bite you, I, myself who will kill it!" She yelled.
After getting the permission, Irish sat and was lapping the wolf. She tried to covered the wound with her sweater. In her left hand was a silver knife which was hurting the wolf. She thought that someone wanted to kill the wolf.
After minutes, they arrived in front of a large house with two floors. Then Irish brought the wolf into her house. She placed the wolf in her living room. The wolf just kept quiet. Was waiting Irish took care of his wound.
***to be continue***