The Inauguration

The moon shined bright on that night, guiding the lost through the wilderness. It guided them through the city as the range rovers passed by restaurants and shops.

People stopped to stare at the row of rangers driving past them, wondering who could be so important to be accompanied by such an entourage.

They watched in awe as vehicles in black gleamed under the moon, as if happy to be receiving such attention. But if you looked closer at the third car in the middle, if you could see through the tinted window, you could see the tension that rose every second that passed as they neared their destination.

The tension was as thick as a 'Tug of War rope', imaginably strong and it didn’t help that the silence that accompanied the vehicle was deadly.

“Genhji, stop murmuring,” he told her as he watched the city lights that they passed and the people that went on with their lives.

Genhji released a small snarl from the passenger seat. She huffed sighing in frustration, “I don’t understand - I can’t believe we’re going”.

“Do you want me to pinch you?”

His voice filled with what she guessed was humour and it only frustrated her more that he didn’t even see the dangers of his decision.

She watched him in the rearview mirror as he let his fingers stroke his wolf’s pelt and she wanted to know so badly what was going through his mind.

“I can’t even begin to comprehend how Kobus let you come”, she glared at him through the mirror.

"Kobus agreed -”

“Kobus never - I mean never -agrees with your ridiculous plans,” she stated interrupting him, “which tells me you didn’t even ask him for advice “.

She grunts rolling her eyes as she turns in her seat to face him in the back. “What’s the point of having a Beta if you never listen to him?”.

“I do listen to him,” his grey eyes rise just in time to see her rolling her green orbs as she moves back to sit in her seat properly.

“I know what I’m doing Genhji,” he sighed seeing how flustered she was about the situation.

The silence came back after his statement and the ride was much more comfortable than before.

His eyes danced around the grey moon that mimicked his eye colour. He watched how it followed them and couldn’t help but smile at the memory that clouded his mind.

The memory didn’t start out great -these particular ones never did-his mother and himself were huddled in a cave trying to warm each other up, well it was more like he was cuddled up to his mother’s comatose body.

He had made a small fire but that died out due to the cold atmosphere in the cave and it didn’t help that there was a storm just outside of it.

Things seemed like they couldn’t get worse but they did as his mother started shaking. He remembers how his hands shook when he rolled her onto her side just like how the nurse back at his old pack had done before they were kicked out.

His sniffles echoed the cave walls as he watched her shake, knowing that he couldn’t do anything but wait until she was done. And every time she did, fear would always grip his bones thinking his mother was done for it.

Tears ran down his face as he brushed away the black curls stuck to her face. After what seemed like hours she stopped shaking but her eyes never opened.

His small palm cupped her cold pale cheek, “Mámá?”, his voice barely above a whisper.

He was so engrossed in his mother that he didn’t notice the wolf that had trotted through the cave entrance behind him. “Mámá?”

“What are you doing here?”, he shrieked turning around at the sound.

The girl was just starring at him expecting him to answer her question but his shaking form stood over his mother in a protective stance ignoring the question directed to him.

Her green eyes seemed to highlight the dull cave, the moonlight from outside majestically outlined her body. Lucius could care less that she had no clothes on and he could tell that she didn’t even mind either as she stood there with such confidence that he seemed to somewhat envy at the time. Her white hair was disorientated and filled with twigs, drenched from the rain but he still found her to be the definition of what his mother always said to be beautiful.

She took a step towards him and he growled which made her do the same. He stared at her perplexed and she did the same. Her eyes lingered on him before moving to the still women behind him.

“She’s cold,” she bluntly stated the obvious, “come with me”. The girl soared a glance at him before shifting into a white wolf and suddenly he remembered what his father always said about white wolves, how they loved the mountains and were much closer to their inner beasts than the rest, for they were never really corrupted by the human species.

He stared in awe at her, as she approached them and laid on the floor before his feet. He stared at her with uncertainty swimming in his grey orbs.

But the longer they stared at each other, the more that uncertainty washed away, the more he was sure to trust the wolf before him. The gold specs that flew in her eyes were the final tip that made his final decision.

He laid his mother carefully on the wolf’s back and she rose carefully, nudging him to shift as well.

He shed the torn dirty clothes before shifting into his black pelt and followed after the white wolf. The moon following behind them.

The movement of the car stopping pulled him out of his daze. Genhji turned in her seat meeting his eyes and he could see the uncertainty swimming in them, ” I don’t like this Lucius”. He tucked the loose strand that had escaped her pinned her behind her ear before placing a soft kiss on her temple making her sigh,” Stick by me, White”.