1 Bad News

Now, where should I start, ahh yes there. The name's Freidich Jager-Wolff. I'm currently 12 years of age and the only son of the current King of Wolves, Monspieth Jager-Wolff which is also one of the Three Headless Dragons (THD). As for my mother, she's just an extraordinary witch who goes by the name Scarlett Jager-Wolff.

The Three Headless Dragons consist of: The King of Wolves- Monspeith Jager-Wolff, The Noblesse of Vampires- Eric Chauffeur, and The Queen of Witches and Warlocks- Celine Ivanka. Put together The Headless Dragon is known as The Supernatural Society shortened to (SS).

This big society is then split into three provinces all located on 1/2 of the continent which we live. You ask what's the other 1/2. Ahh, that's where our enemies are located. One big organization is known as (HOTS) A.K.A Hunters of The Supernatural. They consistently try to wreak havoc on our nation. Their sole purpose is to eradicate every and all supernatural beings.

Based on what I know they've been in dispute with the supernatural since the beginning. Nobody knows why but that's the life that we supernatural live in. Either we fight or submit. That was when THD was created by my past ancestors. A society where wolves, vampires, and witches work together to survive instead of perishing at the hands of the hunters.

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This is the life I've been growing in I thought. Though I haven't shown any signs of awakening from neither my father nor mother's side they still believed someday I would. Little did I know today would be the day.

I was in the courtyard of the most prestigious housing in the province where we reside when I heard.

"Freidich!! Come here now!" I could hear my mother calling me. I hurriedly got up and ran through my courtyard towards my mother's courtyard.

When I reached, I was breathing heavily due to my running so fast. "Yes, mother? What's the matter?" I said.

My mother looked heart struck when I gazed upon her. It seems she was trying to hold back tears for some unknown reason.

"Freidich, we have to leave his continent for some time," she said.

"Wait, why, what's happening all of a sudden," I asked with a look of concern.

My mother dropped to her knees and started sobbing before muttering the words, "The (SS) has just received news that your father, The Alpha King has perished."

*groan* A pain developed in my stomach as I shrieked. What! My father is dead!? How could this be!? What happened? Who is the killer!?

Thoughts flooded my head as an angered expression started to form across my face. At that moment I had locked eyes with my mother. I noticed her sobbing halt for a moment but I never let it concern me because my mind was clouded by a thick heavy fog. Only thinking of anger.

*Freidich's mother pov*

What my mother saw in my eyes, lifted a heavy burden from her chest. As she gazed into my eyes she noticed that they glowed but not a normal one.

Usually when a werewolf awakens their eyes would either be yellow signifying they're a beta, blue signifying that they're an omega, or red signifying that they're an alpha. But in my scenario, my eyes were flashing between several different colors.

From green to blue to yellow then orange. But the last two were the ones that made my mother shiver, they were red and violet. Though she knew what the usual ones where the others made her think, especially the red alpha eyes and the unknown violet eyes.

*Back to Freidich POV*

My mother suddenly got up and hugged me tightly. She then said, "You'll surpass your father and take back this province but for now we have to leave because they are coming for you."

"What do you mean? Who's coming, mother?" I said out of curiosity.

"The hunters are, and their leader is looking for you because you're the last bloodline of the Alpha King," she said as she starts to sob again.

I couldn't say anything, though I wanted to, what could I do? Just as I was deep in thought that's when we both heard it. Approximately a hundred meters away my ears perked up as I heard footsteps approaching my mother's courtyard and fast. Before we could take action, the door to my mothers' house busted open.

There they were, a group consisting of at least twenty-four basic hunters. What should I do now?