It was 2014. We had stopped being in wolf form and now instead we turned every full moon, except me. I have, however, learned how to turn myself into my wolf form so that I may join my pack. We were in Mississippi right now.

My new Beta was Norman Akatai, he was a young man of about 32 years old. Harold had died protecting this clan from an ambush by some other wolf pack. He'd survived until the age of 58. My old clan mates were dead, I had new ones. I had watched many of them die and many of them come. I now know what my father meant when he scolded me for reacting the way I did when Henry had died.

Norman was a distant relative of Sholack. My very first apprentice that I didn't even get to train. I've never had an apprentice yet. I was okay with it though. I had began to teach the clan as a whole, taking one out for training every once in a while.

I had made turning werewolf into a ritual by now, I had made two rings that were replicas of my and Esther's wedding ring or engagement ring. It was too long ago to remember what the ring was. It might have been as simple as an I love you ring. The werewolves who were about to turn were now 19. Like they were supposed to be, however they were wearing the rings around their necks as a necklace.

It was night time and everyone was sleeping but me. I still got visited by Lupus and Sirius. They'd become very interested in me about three or four years ago. They had led me to this place. I said we were in Mississippi. But we were near Pearl River. They'd told me to follow this river a while back, about five months ago. So I obeyed. I'd begun to rely on them to where I should go because if I did, good things happened to us.

However, last night they couldn't stop beaming at me. I didn't know what was going on but I had learned from the past not to push into their personal business. That had been my first mistake. Ishaan had scolded me so bad that my ears had hurt. That was practically my worst ever punishment. Being punished in my dreams.

"Tyler." I looked around to see Ishaan. I smiled at him and he smiled back. "Tyler you need to sleep. The Ancestors want to see you, they have important information for you. They want you to cross the river. You'll need energy for that. Everyone must cross." I nodded.

"Okay we'll cross first thing in the morning, that's when everyone has the most energy."

"Your long journey is about to come to an end. You are about to find a permanent home. Or as far into the future as we can see anyway. You'll be able to get your first real apprentice. Not that Sholack wasn't a real one but still."

"Wait, you mean if we go to Louisiana we'll find a home?"

"… Not necessarily. You still have to travel all the way down to New Orleans Bayou."

"What? Father, I don't understand."

"When you see who's waiting for you there, you will. He himself is coming over here now. There will be only a month before you can see him, know who he is."

"Who are you talking about? Is it another Alpha? A clan? A pack?"

"You could say he's an Alpha. He killed his pack." I stared at him, horrified.

"What?!" I whisper yelled, if only because he covered my mouth as to not wake everyone.

"You'll understand when you meet him. He's travelled down a very dark path, my son. You almost won't recognize him from his looks."

"So it's someone I've met before?" That sums it up to someone I might be able to remember. "May I have a name to help me remember?" He smiled that damned he-knew-but-he-refused-to-tell-me-what-he-knew smile.

"All I can say is he's someone you used to know. He's… changed. Not in the good way but in a bad way. He might as well have come from the Moondog Clan. He could be their Alpha. I tell you this because I don't want you to be upset when you see him and be disappointed in him." I groaned.

"I hate it when you speak in riddles. I can never tell what you're trying to say. Father, please." I begged. "Tell me who it is."

"He's a werewolf." He said as he disappeared into nothing. I growled, hitting the ground with my fist before falling over on my side. Who could he possibly be talking about? Obviously this was a bad man I was supposed to know. He could be the Moondog Alpha. An arrogant murderer? I'm supposed to know one of those?

I'd just have to find out next month, like he said. For now, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

The End?