Asher swallowed. A big photo was hanging on the wall. His face was smiling brightly back at him. Asher never remembered taking that photo. He wondered if it is real and his real life is a dream. Because he felt it that way.
What is his photo doing in this place? Then he remembered something. The people’s love for him. Fear for his life. Why they needed to see him. Their misunderstanding. The name they called him. Ethan.
He turned to ask her some questions which were breaking his head. But she left when he was trying to understand his emotion. He combed his hair.
Chris's loud hiss brought him back. He was aggressively looking at the door and hissing. Asher sensed the danger too. He sniffed. The silent twin. The twin forcefully entered the house. His body reeked anger.
He came faster towards Asher and throw a punch. Asher who somewhat anticipated moved right on time. The aggressive twin started to throw punches continuously. Asher made sure he never got hit.
Asher had enough. He held the twin’s right hand with his left and punched him hard with his right. The twin’s lips tore and started to bleed. But he had no expression. Asher knows how much they can handle the pain. So, he pushed him in the chest.
The twin fell a step but steadied himself. He wiped his blood with his thumb but his eyes narrowed on him.
“How did you end up here?”
“I wanted to know the same. How did you trap me here?
Fred came running into the house. He pulled the aggressive asshole back.
“Frank. What do you think you are doing? He is…”
“Not Ethan. Ethan, Our cousin, Our brother, Our Alpha is dead. We…”
“Shut up, Frank.”
“You, shut it, Fred.”
“How the hell a man from BV ended up in SK. It’s those fuckers job. They attacked us and he appeared out of nowhere and saved us. He looks like Ethan and we take him. Then what he traps us for those bastards. It's their fucking plan.”
They started hitting each other for every word he uttered. Fred punched Frank.
“If Asher didn’t come on time. Our pack would have extinct. The great Silver City would have turned into a legend fucking past. He helped the pack when we are not around.” They fell on the floor and started to roll on top of each other.
“Who is he? You trust him like you know everything about him. Then explain. I can’t understand. Enlight me. Fucker. If you let him do his fucking deed and he destroys our pack. You are also against my pack. Then I don’t look at you as my brother. You will be my enemy too.”
They pushed each other and somehow landed at the opposite corners of the house. They looked at each other as if they wanted to kill each other from their mother's womb.
“Yes, I understand bro. It’s boring like hell.” Asher leaned in the wall next to Chris.
His one leg was bent and his foot was placed on the wall. His arms were crossed and he looked at them uninterested.
Chris was looking at their fight boringly. Because Chris saw this shit every day at home with Asher and Chris’s soulmate.
“Hey, I have my own doubts too. What if this is your plan to trap me?” Asher pointed himself.
Chris hissed loudly.
“Shut up,” Frank yelled at Chris.
Chris banged his cage harder and nearly knocked it off the table. Asher caught it on time and pushed it back.
“Don’t use that tone with him. He is a dangerous bastard than me.”
Asher took a step forward and his face said he was serious.
“Now, answer my questions. How come your wounds disappeared without a scar? How in the world did you end up in a fight with kids who play with scientific lasergun? How did you make that wolf lure me here? Why did Ethan, Your cousin, Your brother, Your alpha, who is dead look like me? Answer these first then I give you more questions.” Asher smiled at them.
Chris looked like he was nodding.
“A wolf lured you in?” Frank looked at Asher with different eyes. A bit of thrust was there which was lacking in Asher’s eye.
“How did he look like? Size, color, behavior anything helps.” Fred took a step forward.
“Answer me first.”
Fred tried to open his mouth but a howl outside stopped him.
A loud boom followed by some people screaming ‘stop’. Asher tried to go out. But Frank caught his arm.
“Don’t go, stay.” His expression was genuine.
As if he was afraid of the owner of that sound. But Asher wondered if they all were good actors. He refused to trust anyone. He pushed Frank’s hand away and walked outside.
He saw some people standing in his way. They behaved as if they were just standing. But Asher can clearly see that they were hiding something with their backs.
Asher ordered softly, “Move”.
Even though it has torn them they moved for his word. A wolf was standing and playing with a few pups. The wolf was so big and strong in red color. When it saw him it slowly ran towards him.
It was just turning and knocking everything in its surrounding. It knocked a basin turned to look at it. While turning knocked a vase. While turning to look at it knocked another dish in the process.
“Stop moving.” Someone hissed.
The wolf stopped moving and slowly tiptoes from that place. It came towards him and tilted its head.
It howled again. It was entirely different from his favorite wolf. The pups were after this wolf and one pup boldly came next to him and sat next to his feet as if he knows it was his place.
Asher laughed loudly at the mess. The crowd grew silent at his laugh. As if they never expected him to laugh at a wild animal. Hell, they saw Chris and still think he might get frightened of animals.
But then the unexpected happens. Hell, tonight was full of unexpected for Asher.
Fred yelled faster to stop it, “No”.
“Fable, stop,” Frank ordered.
The wolf’s fur started to break. It turns into human skin. Asher sucked his breath. Slowly the wolf’s whole body started to shift.
In a minute, a human body was standing where a wolf stood.
Frank muttered “Hell.”
Yes, Asher thinks it's the beginning of Hell.