Warclaw by Samantha McGivern Read Free Book Online Page A

hadn’t thought about this earlier and was panicking about what to say to him. “Come on, we haven’t got all day love!”
    “First don’t call me love,” Wibeke snapped “and secondly I’ll tell you what we will do if you refuse. We will attack you and fight you until the bitter end, until we have it in our grasp.” Warclaw laughed. ‘They really think that that will stop me?’ He thought dryly. Wibeke looked at him in shock. With such a threat why would he laugh? Warclaw was laughing so much that he was starting to howl with laughter. “For some-wolf who is supposed to be smart, your not are you?” Warclaw said in the midst of laughter. “Wibeke, you don’t know much about me do you?”
    “No, I don’t. But why should I?” Wibeke asked.
    “Because...” Warclaw paused before smirking “You would know not to threaten me!”
    “And why would that be?”
    “Well let me tell you a little story...” He paused before taking in a deep breath. “Once upon a time, around eighty years ago there was an Alpha. His name was Wallace. He was much like the old Alpha, whatever his name was...”
    “Waya, his name was Waya!” Wibeke had cut him off speaking proudly of Waya.
    “Oh yes, well anyway he was smart and powerful but when it came to war, he was naive, very naive. You see...” Warclaw started circling around Wibeke. “There was another wolf called Wasil. He himself was much like me. Good lucking, smart, powerful and wasn’t naive at all when it came to war.”
    “Where is this heading Warclaw?” Wibeke asked.
    “You’ll see if you let me finish!” Warclaw snapped. “Well about seventy years ago there was a war between the two Alphas. Wallace was preparing the wolves to fight from the ground but Wasil had decided to fight from the ground above. I hear you question, what they were fighting for? They were fighting for a power, no wolf could possess.” Warclaw paused for a dramatic effect before carrying “Magic. But this was no ordinary magic, it was dark magic. But the source of the black magic had fallen into molten lava. The source had sunk deep into the earth and had formed as a crystal many centuries before. However, unbeknown to the two Alphas, another pack had got a hold of it, in its crystal form. But the Alphas didn’t know that another pack had it, so there was a war.
    When the war had finished five years later there were only two wolves remaining. Thousands of wolves had been massacred. They laid lifeless on the floor on that miserable day. That was a miserable day indeed. The two wolves that were left were Wallace and Wasil. The two Alphas. They still wanted the power so badly they could see it and feel it. As they fought, each wolf got weaker and weaker, until by the end of the day the battle had been won. Wallace was dead and Wasil had won the battle between them.”
    “And the point of the story is?” Wibeke asked.
    “That after the war, Wasil went searching for it. He looked to the mountains and to the sea but there was no sign of it until one day he went to the high lands of the high Alpha. There he found the pack that had taken it and battled the pack until he had won. But when he won the crystal, he couldn’t stop wanting to protect it. Wasil could not stop wanting to kill any other wolf that got to it or used it. The power that it possessed made the wolf want nothing else but it. Wasil had never aged once he had the crystal.”
    “I’ll ask again Warclaw. What is the point of your story?” Wibeke asked impatiently.
    “The point of the story is that...” Warclaw was cut off by Wren.
    “Wibeke run! Get away from her!” Wren growled at Warclaw. Wren had been racing down the beach towards Warclaw and Wibeke. Will followed hotly behind him. Wren pushed her to the side of him, standing between Warclaw and Wibeke. Warclaw smiled evilly at Wren. “Oh shame. I was just getting to the point before you interrupted me.” Wren looked at Warclaw.  “Getting to the point of