The Bifröst opened and Nicholas stumbled into Odin's court, his face pale and streaked with tears. He collapsed onto one knee, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"The letter… he has it. My mother wrote a letter for the werewolves…." He gasped, … announcing dear Saoirse's and Sroka's d … death and he took it. The vampire king knows where the werewolves are."
The room fell silent, the weight of his words settling over them like a stormcloud.
Odin frowned. But it was inevitable. It had been his plan.
"Timoteus would you be able to help?" He said in a booming voice. Most would consider him the most loyal Valkyrie to Odin and he was also Saoirse's father.
He knelt down on one knee as Nicholas had done but he hit his shoulder with his armored forearm and said, "Your magesty, I would be honored. Would you allow me the use of hjearthbringr? I will avenge my daughter's death."
"You gave up that beast are you not skilled enough without him?"
Odin smiled at him and turned towards his other Valkyrie, "Brynhildr, please inform Klaus' wife of his death. And inform the werewolves properly that they have lost their Luna….. And the child who the Luna has adopted."
"Yes my king." She said kneeling as well, and then she got up and jumped into the Bifröst.
"Sir," Heimdall said. "I have one last bit of bad news that I should inform you of before we send Timoteus. We might need his wolf afterall."
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The twin who wore the suit the majority of the time sat in a steam room in the mansion's recreation area enjoying the small victory over his brother that he had gotten. Odin and mani worked out a reward for his brother if he gave him the alpha spot they would reward him somehow and so he had.
His brother also left to live amongst humans in another pack leaving this pack all to him.
It was a nice turn of events because he didn't really want to have to poison him but he wanted this pack to himself.
In nature why would a wolf keep competition around?
He had just gone for a swim and now he was recovering from the intense exercise his wolf enjoyed a couple times a week, though he had given his wolf to mani as his brother had.
"Who needs a wolf when mani has made me alpha?"
Thus he had made a decree that all of the wolves be given to mani their god and who could argue with their moon god? So those who did were killed and the pack had become holy.
His eyes were closed and he felt the door open and steam escaped the room. A slight chill from the October air touched his skin.
A member of the werewolf council, one of his other, older friends came to sit down next to him.
"I thought I could find you in here." He said warmly.
The alpha opened his eyes. "Hey." He said and closed them again. "I'm preparing for the hunt tomorrow. I never thought I'd be leading it, not after… my sister…disappeared. Mother doesn't care, but I do. We'll bring down those beasts in Niflheim."
I'm going to be leading the hunt, but I wish mother could have done it. It would have taken a long time to pass my authority to her though."
"You know without our wolves we are vulnerable, Alpha." His friend said. "Why are you trying so hard to pass the torch to her anyways? She's probably dead. She wouldn't give up her wolf, the gods have taken her away."
The alpha felt as the steam turned on again. It was a bit harder to breathe as the steam clouded the air. He breathed deeply for a minute until it subsided.
"I don't have anything else to remind me of my parents, so I wanted to include sroka in the pack and be able to share that with her. Kind of get that time we lost." You see the beta always tried to steal my father's spot so he made sure to father all of his kids, not just Sroka."
His friends eyes widened at this. "So why was she the odd one out?"
"Because father found out about her and her hair was dark like mother's so it was easy."
"My sister will be back." The alpha said reassured. "Things will calm down and we can all enjoy our family. It just takes time. The vampires have been a thorn in our side for hundreds of years, but they've never found this place, nor any of my other of my uncles' packs.
The governments of the humans have been very diligent to conseal them. I'm pretty sure that they believe we have small numbers. But there will come a day when the vampires will be led by Sirius, and we won't have to hide anymore. There will be peace."
"And then we can attack."
"Well, I wish it were that simple." His friend sighed. "I wish I could come out of hiding and it could be safe to do so."
With that, he stood up to leave. As he left, he passed a man that looked like himself and smiled at him.
With shock the man turned around and nobody was there. He entered the steam room.
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"Mani has taken the wolves from the pack? On who's approval?!" Odin yelled. This would quickly get them all killed. He had ulterior plans for them already.
"The new young alpha. My Allfather. He has commanded it."
"Well give them their wolves back! They have to defeat Alastor!"
"We cannot my Allfather. They have all made a promise to lay down their beasts and fight with the sword only."
"Why?"
"Because the young alpha wants a kingdom, not a pack. He wishes to call himself a round table."
King Arthur wishes to defeat the vampires with the sword. And the werewolves too."
Odin smiled. "Timoteus, what say you? Shall you ride out to battle with mere humans on your side? Yes I shall grant you hjearthbringr. I command you to win!"
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The alpha opened his eyes again as the cool air flooded the room. The man that he had just been talking to had come back, but he hadn't entered, he stood there with the door open. He also wore regular clothing, not swimwear.
"Alpha I need you to come to the council room right away. We have a visitor."