"Where is that ship heading?" Demos asked, approaching the group of trembling men before him.
They all glanced at each other almost as if they were afraid to utter one word or they may end up like their boss.
"Well?" Demos asked impatiently.
The sound of someone stepping toward Demos caused him to turn his head to his left to see a man at the end of the group step forward.
The man gulped as he bravely stepped up from the group. "The shipment, my lord..." Demos approached the man waiting for him to continue. "It is heading toward BloodClaw Territory."
Demos walked a little ways away from the man and began to think. The shipping yard was quiet. The workers and warriors alike stood there waiting for Demos orders for the next move.
Demos turned back to the man and said, "That is on the other side of my pack country." He said it as if he was trying to get some clarification.
"Uhm...yes, my lord." The man clarified.
What used to be the United States of America is now under Demos' pack country, DarkMoon Pack. Demos' royal palace is in the area where the White House used to be. Based on Demos' studies of what this land used to be, BloodClaw Territory should be in what used to be, Alaska. This is where his mate, Katherine, will be heading to.
Demos thought for a moment then looked toward his pack warriors. "Prepare and gather the elite pack warriors and the royal guard. Were heading to BloodClaw."
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Several minutes have passed until Demos's private ship finally arrived. Demos and the other pack warriors watch as Demos' private ship and few other small ships, no doubt carrying elite warriors and royal guard, land a few feet in front of them.
Once the ship had landed and settled the doors opened revealing a group of uniformed lycans walking down the ramp of the ship. Shortly after the armed and uniformed men stepped off the ship a man in a black attire stepped off the ship.
Demos let out a growl of annoyance as he saw the royal crescent on the left shoulder of his brother's shirt and that stupid smirk on his face. It was as if he knew his presence there will piss Demos off.
"What are you doing here?" Demos asked approaching his brother, who now fully off the ship.
Xerous smirked at him. "Isn't it obvious?" He asked, innocently. "I'm here to help find my little brother's mate. Afterall she is family now."
Demos looked at him up and down before releasing a sigh. "Fine. Just don't get in my way."
Xerous smirked widen. "Wouldn't dream of it."
All the pack warriors, elite and guard alike, stood at attention in front of their Alpha Prime and the lycan prince. Demos began to give orders and update his soldiers on the mission that will take place in the next couple of days.
"...Bloodclaw Territory is where we will be heading in search of your Luna Prime. We are also looking for the listed fugitives who have helped my mate escape." Demo said as one of his servants came before them, pulling up a hologram of the runaway individuals they are looking for. "If you see any of these individuals you will bring them to me for questioning of the whereabouts of the Luna Prime. If the Luna Prime has already been found and you just so happen to catch them wondering about...I want you to kill them on site." Demos ordered.
Xerous listened off on the side as his brother gave brutal and merciless commands for the fugitives captured. His once serious then reverted back to the sly smirks he usually has expressed on his face. Oh man, did he love death and violence.
"...we move out now!" Demos gave the final order. The Warriors wasted no time bowing to their Alpha and making their way to the ship.
Xerous stood off to side enjoying the warriors scramble in fear at his authoritative voice. The smirk on his face dropped a bit at the thought of his little brother having so much influence over these lycans. 'Why did you not choose me?' He thought.
The sound of footsteps approaching his side caught his attention from his thoughts. "Xerous." He looked to see Demos now standing beside him arms folded over his chest. "Alert the alpha of Bloodclaw of my arrival and tell him to close off the borders of his territory." Demos ordered him.
Xerous tightened his fist a bit before loosening it. "Yes, brother."
Demos nodded his head then moved away from Xerous toward the ship with two guards behind him.
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A groan was heard amongst the group by Katherine's side over some of the soft snoring of sleepers around her. She turned to see Bethany stretch and pop her back. "I'm so hungry." She mumbled. Just the mention of hunger caused Katherine's stomach and to growl.
Katherine let out a sigh as she propped herself up against the wall. "Yeah...I'm a bit hungry myself." She said, rubbing her stomach. It's been a while since she had anything to eat. She didn't even have any of the refreshments served at the Winter Moon Festival.
"How long has it been?" Bethany asked, referring to the time being stuck in this ship. Katherine just shrugged her shoulders in response. "It shouldn't belong. I've seen ships move and they move fast." Katherine replied.
"Yeah...but, I bet none this big."
Katherine looked over at Bethany. "Yes, we have. The day those things came to our world over five years ago."
Bethany looked away from Katherine down to her sleeping cousin, who just recently fell to slumber, in thought. Her face contorted some as she seemed to be in thought. Most likely thinking of the day when her world along with everyone else' turned upside down.
"If that's the case we all need to be prepared to get off once this lands," Bethany replied, looking back over at Katherine.
"No doubt there will be lycans everywhere once we land," Katherine said, turning her body to face Bethany.
"I think we need to wait around and watch for all the commotion of workers to die down," Bethany suggested, but Katherine didn't answer. She continues to think in concern of what was their next move once they landed. Katherine looked around the ship in the thought of what the group was going to do until something came to her. "What about the crates?" Katherine said looking at Bethany.
Bethany looked at her confused. "What about them?"
Katherine glanced at the crates then back at her. "What if we hid in the crates?" Bethany raised a bewildered brow at her. "...temporarily."
"You want to hide in the crate?"
Katherine and Bethany both turned to see who was speaking to them. John. He stared at them in curiosity about the content of their conversation.
Katherine glanced at Bethany and then looked back at him. "Yeah, I think that is the only place we can go to. I have a feeling it is going to be chaotic with workers running around unloading crates."
"Yeah, I see where you are going with this, but I see some flaws in that suggestion," John stated. He then stood making his way over to us and took a seat next to me on my right since Dallas slept on the other side of me. "For one, thus crates are shut tight. How will we get them open? Also, what if the crates get separated?"
Katherine looked away from him in thought. Now thinking about it the logic behind it is not realistic. Katherine felt her face burn a bit in embarrassment for suggesting something like that. How can she be so stupid?
John sighed. "The only thing we can do is stay alert for the ships landing and find a good hiding place when this area does get a little busy. We need to wait and be patient for the right moment to exit the ship."
Katherine nodded her in agreement, yet she feared that it may not be enough for them to get off the ship safely without being captured. They need a way to get off the ship without being seen or heard. She knew they need to figure it out fast because she had a feeling their time was running out.
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Sorry for the long wait I had severe writer's block for this story. I know I need to do better with updating. Anyway, thanks for reading.