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Chapter One.
The Beta.
London.
When people thought of London they thought of Oxford Street and Harrods. They expected to see the Houses of Parliaments and the Thames river. But that was the side tourists see. Not the real city.
The real city was the one away from the city centre. The true London was in the outskirts of the city where the house looked like they hadn't changed since Queen Elizabeth II had taken the throne. Rows of little brown brick houses discoloured by time and pollution. THAT was the real London.
It was in this never ending maze of houses that Romulus had been told he would find.......him? At least he thought it was a him. Melani, the Pack Seer, and been pretty vague on the details.
Melani, I'm gonna kill you, thought Romulus. Find our 'Saviour'. He'll have green eyes and black hair.......VAGUE MUCH!!
Romulus looked to the bottom of the street and sighed. He hated being in London. The smells coming from the city made his head hurt and with the summer heat it seemed to be making it worse. All he could think about was a cold pint of...whatever the nearest p pub had on tap.
His Saturdays usually consisted of sleeping until noon then spending the day either watching sports in the house or going drinking with one of the Pack. Not trailing out on a wild goose chase. Romulus thought back to that morning, wondering if Melani was playing an April Fool's.
Flashback
The young werewolf awoke to pounding of fists upon his large oak door. Not wishing to get out of bed he shouted, through his pillow, "go away" to whoever was at the door. At the moment it took too much energy to figure out which pack mates scent was irritating his nose.
"Rom, it's Melani. You need to wake up now! I've got a job for you to do. Meet me in my office in five minutes." He heard the werewolf Seer's footsteps disappear down the hall.
Romulus moaned into his pillow. He really hated that woman sometimes. This wasn't the first time she had interrupted a REAL good dream. And she usually only did it for funny! He lifted his head and looked at the digital clock on the night stand beside the black four poster bed. 4:06 am. He moaned again. He had only been asleep for an hour and a half, why did Melani need him?
Romulus sighed and sat up in bed. He knew from experience it was bad for your health to ignore a Seer. He mulled about in the dark for a few minutes, putting on a pair of blue jeans, sweat shirt and ran his fingers through his bobbed sandy blonde hair. The twenty-two year old wasn't very vain but when it came to Pack members he liked to look presentable.
The young werewolf stepped out of his room and headed down the hall to the young Seer's study. Melani was only eighteen but she was already the most talented Seers the Pack had ever had. Romulus knocked on the door and waited.
"Come in!" Melani shouted after a moment.
He opened the door and entered. Even with enhanced sight Romulus had trouble seeing much in in the candle lit study. It was rather cluttered with large oak cupboards lining the dark red walls and a large oak desk with millions of pieces of paper and large books covering the surface.
To one side Melani sat on a large black leather couch reading an old cloth bound book which wouldn't have looked out of place in a museum. She put the book down and looked at Romulus while patting at the seat next to her. He sat down facing her and finally saw the dark rings beneath her eyes. 'She hasn't been sleeping' Romulus thought. 'Which probably means I won't be getting any sleep either.'
"Romulus", Melani began once he was seated. "I need you to listen to me and not interrupt me." After a worried nod she continued. "Remember when I took over as Pack seer. Before Ashlyn died she had one final vision. The vision was so strong that it final caused her heart to give out. I was her Apprentice so I was there to hear it as was Mika. She had asked him to come see her earlier in the evening. I don't know if she knew what would happen or not but..we'll never know. Mika ordered that I never reveal the existence of the prophecy until it was set in motion. That time has come."
Romulus swallowed loudly. Prophecies were both horrible and brilliant things. He just hoped this one didn't involve a Pack death. Melani continued. "Mika still refuses to have the whole prophecy revealed, so I can't tell you everything, but what I can tell you is that it told of two people who would be important to us. The Saviour and the Protector. They need to be protected. The Protector is beyond us for the moment but is already well protected. Our Saviour however has been hidden from me, until yesterday. I saw where he will be today. Mika and I have decided to send you to retrieve him."
Romulus just stared at Melani.
That was a lot of information to take in a once. A vision so strong it killed their previous Seer? That was a scary thought. Although Ashlyn had been very old and already having heart problems but she had been in good shape. He could understand Mika's reluctance with letting a Vision like that out. He was the Alpha and it was his job to protect the pack. However, the vision did not sound terrible . What could be so bad.
And if the Vision was so important and Mika didn't want the vision getting out why wasn't he going after this person. Why risk telling him. True, he was the Beta and Mika could and did trust him but there were others who could go.
Melani decided to use his speechless demeanour to her advantage. Before Romulus could protest she stood up and pulled Rom off the sofa and pushed him towards the door. "Go to London and search for a male with emerald eyes and black hair. When you find him call Marshal with the address and we'll meet you there."
With that she closed the door and locked it leaving an almost catatonic Romulus standing in the hall.
End Flashback
The Beta had left not two hours later. Now it was 2:00pm. That was eight hours of just walking about and not only was he hungry but bored as well. He was beginning to think Melani was crazy.
Romulus sighed again. That was it. He was done. He could have already seen this guy and not have realised it. He would head to the nearest pub, have something to eat and drink, then call home and talk to that seer. He walked down the street until he reached the pub on the corner.
He opened the door of the alehouse only to look away. The stench of stale beer and cigarette smoke over powered his sense of smell. He turned his head for a second to fight down the annoyance of the reek and took a deep breath of the, slightly, fresher London air. As he took a deep breath a heavenly scent hit his nostrils. It was a mixture of spice, lilies and old forests. The scent of purity and power. Was this the person I was scent after, thought Romulus.
He let the pub door fall closed behind him and went around the side of the pub to the corner of the other street. It was empty of people, except for what looked like a family. It consisted of a middle-aged fat man, a thin horse faced woman, a blonde pig in a wig, who looked around six, and a small black haired child who trailed behind the other three.
It was obvious to anyone who cared to look that the first three were family. However, the other boy looked almost totally different. Where the other males where large, fat and blonde, this young cub was small, skinny with dark hair and emerald green eyes. It was those eyes and the scent coming from the little one that told Rom that he had found who this whole day had revolved around.
The family was walking towards him, so Romulus decided to let the family pass by so he could be sure. As they came closer he could hear the woman complain to her husband about their neighbour, who was having an affair with her husband's brother, and the blonde cub whining about how far away the car was. He couldn't help but notice that the emerald eyed cub kept his eyes on the ground and stayed quiet while the large beefy man sent glared at the young one. It reminded Romulus of a little kicked puppy. As they walked passed him Rom took a deep breath. 'Yep, it's defiantly the emerald eyed cub. Poor thing, he looks so small and his 'family' seems to ignore him. Well, me and the Pack will change that'.
The Beta followed the family back to a parking garage where they got into their car, and Rom 'borrowed' one, then drove behind a little behind them until they reached the small town of Little Whining in Surrey. By the time they reached the house Romulus was ready to rip most of the family's heads off. Not only had the blonde pig-child punched his Cousin, the Emerald cub, but his Uncle had shouted at the child for crying out loud. Not only that but none of them had used the boy's name, not once. It was 'boy', 'brat' or whatever obscenities the family could come up with. Which was why Romulus started to call him 'emerald cub'.
Romulus was absolutely shocked at the treatment of emerald-cub by his family. In the Pack all cubs were treated lovingly by every member. They were precious items that were handled firmly but fairly.
As he called Marshal he decided to talk to Alpha Mika about what to do with the family after they had their cub. The little one was technically pack and the Pack was always protected.