With a grunt, Conner was dropped to the ground unceremoniously which made him wince in his unconscious state. The moon was high up in the sky at its fullest but he had been put in a shade away from it. "Well?" The man who carried him over looked at his friends questioningly.
Another came over with a green slumy substance and looked down at Conner. All the best little one!" he smiled and held Conner's jaw up and poured down his throat the weird drink. Right after that, he was pushed and exposed to the moonlight. As though an acid had been poured into his body, Conner screamed at the top of his voice being forcefully dragged from his unconscious state....he had to complete his transformation at all costs. The Alpha needed him since he knew the in and outs of this pack.
Screaming and growling in pain, Conner writhed on the ground as he used his own claws to scratch at his skin to alleviate the burning sensation within. This made the whole of his body to get bloody in the process. The men that had got him out could only fold their hands and look on. Their experiences had been worse than this boy's situation right now and that had managed to shape them into the warriors they are now!
Conner finally proceeded with his transformation, as his normal body fought against this, his feral side did all its best to answer to the call of the moon. A huge blanket of white and small brown patches of fur filled his body, his bones cracking in the process, claws stretching to adapt to the new form then his tail and pointed ears made the highlights. Standing on all fours for the first time, he looked up to the moon and howled.
Tears escaped the corners of his eyes in joy! He had made it! He hadn't died...which meant he had another chance to meet with Shania!!! He was going to make Alpha Wayne pay! He was the better option for her, he was going to do all in his power to get her!
You shall jubilate later pup..follow us!" Conner heard a voice speak from behind him that he turned with a growl but the people there didn't show the slightest bit of fear. Be grateful that we helped you through your mess. Come with us!" One said.
Conner saw that they didn't even bother shifting into their wolf forms, it told him they weren't afraid. He was sure they were the people who had broken into the cells. Who are they? what did they want from him? Surely not to kill him!
"Had we wanted that..., you'd be as good as dead, even by my bare hands! Follow me right now, our Alpha demands your presence!" The leader of the group said and turned to leave. He observed them go unbothered by his snarls and growls, he surely couldn't go back to his pack right? If he went there, he'd have to drink from the pack's goblet which would make him officially member of the pack and submit to Wayne's command, he wouldn't be able to avenge himself and would have to watch his Shania in the arms of another man. He couldn't see himself getting accustomed to that! He looked at the group and chose to go with them. He would have shifted back to his human form but he had no clothes with him so, he stayed in the confines of his fur. He also had questions but couldn't communicate with them since they were from different packs but that didn't mean they didn't understand Wolf language. He growled and got the attention of one of the men who was just Infront of him.
Growl....howl....( What pack are you?) Conner asked.
Terror pack." The man replied and Conner froze in his place.
What the heck?!
Keep up with us. If the patrols find you, you shall be killed!" he said and Conner found himself following absent mindedly. What he hadn't noticed was that he also had the same heritage with that pack thanks to his mostly white coat. He was also considered a wolf from the Terror pack although he had some brown patches to show that he was a mixed.
Had he shifted in Wayne's presences, he'd be as good as dead!
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Everything has been going according to plan. Shania who had been dressed in the traditional outfit along with the others walked forward to the pack witch doctor who was applying a herb to them. It was in the middle of the night and the fire torches were all that illuminated the place, the moon wasn't yet in the centre of the sky.
Shania could feel her wolf, she had been stirring constantly inside her making Clara uncomfortable in her own skin. The pack witch drew with the green herbs short lines under both her eyes, one line that seemed to divide her face into two starting from her forehead to her chin. The witch held out her hands and applied more of the substance on them chanting and seating from side to side. Shania had been the last to get the stuff applied to her.
Kyor`nalem^vosute-Luna!" the witch whispered in her ear. Shania looked on confused but didn't ask and went to join the others.
The cheifs and the candidates respective parents were present, however, Conner was no where to be seen. Her father too wasn't there and her mate was also missing. The time was coming near and she needed those people present on her big day.
The witch kept chanting in ancient tongues as she continued to sway....drum were hit to follow the usual ritual and the candidates could feel it thumming from with in them....the moon drew closer, it was halfway into the pack goblet, the atmosphere for the candidates seemed off as they slightly felt dizzy as if control was slipping from their hands. In that frenzy state, Shania caught Wayne walking over in just trunks, he made a cut on his wrist and drained his blood into the bowl....once she and the others drank that mixture, they'd be offical members of the Wayne pack. She saw him looking her way with a smile of encouragement but she couldn't feel it, she was nauseous and her head had begun to throb with intentions of splitting into two.
The witch stirred the goblet a little and rushed over, she made them drink from it and it was like a kick start to whatever madness they had to experience tonight. Shania was the first to let out an agonizing scream as the muscles in her body contracted, she felt her insides tear and wear, it was so painful!
It won't take long!!!" she heard a distressed voice speak to her in her mind but she was in too much pain to pay attention to it. Her bones cracked and snapped fur started to sprout from her skin follicles at a fast rate, her hands turned into paws and long curly claws erupted from them....alot was happening but all she could feel was the fact that her body was rearranging itself and it wasn't a good feeling.
They had been warned not to think negatively but it was too hard not to. Think of the best thing that could come out from all this pain! They had longed to be complete...at least that was enough to help them push through! Finally completing the transformation, Shania had seen the doors of hell and all she could give herself was a good night's rest. She surrendered control to her wolf falling unconscious from within.
This was dangerous to do as there was a likelihood of one going feral but Shania was too drained to care.
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