The Blessed Beta

His name was Morcant.

He was a young adventurous lad whose desire for adventure could never be quenched. He lived with his parents in Houston, Texas and attended the Central High School. With blonde hair, blue eyes, fairly pointed nose and exclusively pink lips, one could say he was one handsome dude. He was once recommended for modeling to advertise a New york brand but he wasn't interested.

Today he was graduating from high school. Seeing the was he was happy, I e would have thought he had a date that evening which was rampant among graduands. But something else was behind his happiness.

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Drawx stood high upon the mountains, watching his pack from a distance. It was joyous. Everyone went about his or her own business. From he, the Alpha to the least, Omega, no one caused chaos. For thirteen years, there hadn't been war.

The meat from the hunt the previous night had been shared that morning among all the families in the pack. Since then,other things that had been done were the cutting of logs and making of clothes.

But he feared.....

He feared that his once peaceful pack will soon become a war ground. He glanced at the scroll in his hand again.

"Lothar!"

"Yes Alpha."

"Announce a meeting for the wolf council."

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"Hey Morcant!" Fred greeted.

"Hi what's up?"

"Nothing much." Fred replied. "Just excited."

"Who wouldn't be?" Morcant intoned.

They both walked to the inner most part of the school that housed the event hall. Morcant was dressed in a blue suit and Fred in black.

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