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what it is. Some secrets can be nice and happy but some secrets can be dark and evil . That was what Warclaw had. Warclaw's secret was just that though; dark and  evil . But Warclaw had more than just one secret. He kept himself to himself now. Alone and contempt. Warclaw had done this for as long as he wanted to remember. Many of the wolves didn't trust him because he kept dark and  evil   secrets. Warclaw spent his time alone. Wolves were never alone. They were pack animals, sticking together and protecting one another. They never spent their lives alone, but this one wolf spent his alone. And now he was their Alpha. The pack had no choice but to follow every word he said. Secrets were the very route to evil in wolves. Wolves were supposed to be an open book but this one wolf wasn't. Knowing nothing about your new Alpha was dangerous. They could be very unpredictable. Warclaw knew this and he loved it!
    Warclaw had surrounded himself with so many secrets and so much mystery that it had become his life. And this had made his life dangerous. He had become that vile being that he had portrayed himself to be. His precious object could be taken away from him and he didn't want that nor did he need it at this moment in time. By the high Alpha he didn't. He would be nothing without it! In that chest, in that darkened room, in that collapsed lighthouse; was where it would lay until Warclaw had it in his grasp again.
    You want to know what 'it' is don't you? You want to know what this ‘object’ is. But that's something that is a secret as well! And really it should stay like that. Or should it?
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 5: The Pack.
    The night was drawing in when the wolves got back to the pack. The sky had become dark and the air was fresh. The owl in the trees that surrounded the den started making itself known to the wolves. As they arrived they looked around the den. Their once magnificent home had been desecrated. As they walked around their den, they looked around for signs of life but there was none. Only dead wolves littered the ground. There was no sign of living wolves or weakened ones, just dead wolves that littered the ground. As the wolves walked through the den, there was still no sign of life.
    The wolves were getting towards the edge of their den, when suddenly; there was movement behind an old oak tree. The wolves walked up towards the old oak tree. One of the wolves, whose name was Wibeke, looked over to the other wolf and then nodded. Wibeke and the other wolf walked around the tree, one on each side of it. When they got to the other side of the oak tree, there was a wolf cowering at the bottom. "It's okay, we're here now." Wibeke said to the young wolf that was cowering below her. The wolf looked up towards Wibeke and smiled. "Thank the high Alpha that you are here, Wibeke!" The wolf said with relief that could never be faked, before going up and hugging her.
    Taking the young wolf over to a quieter area, where the other wolves weren't searching, she asked what had happened on that mournful day. The wolf started to tell her how this devastation had not long happened. There had been no warning. No chance of escape or salvation. Wanbi shivered as he remembered the events that had happened. It made him scared that there was nowhere, where any-wolf could get protection from that devastating event. He shivered, goosebumps started to form on his skin and his fur stood up on end. Wibeke asked again what had happened. "I can't describe it Wibeke! It was terrible. We couldn't do anything to protect ourselves. Every-wolf was running for shelter and as they ran it struck them down one by one.” Wibeke interrupted Wanbi.
    “What struck them down, Wanbi?” She pressed.
    “I don’t know. It came from the sky and the storm that’s all I know.” Wanbi hung his head low and sighed. “I was one of the lucky ones to get away. I didn't know what to do! You weren't here! You were with the Alpha...." Wanbi paused.