Werewolves in the North

Werewolves in the North

Part 2 of The Sun Aegis

By E. H. Lau

Copyright 2019 Edward H. Lau

Smashwords Edition

Dedication

To my family and friends.

To Chelsea, for being the first reader.

To Tom, for the cover.

And... to life, death, love, and hate.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Werewolves in the North

Chapter 2: Contact

Chapter 3: Talks

Chapter 4: A Knight at Night

Chapter 5: Fight Knight

Chapter 6: The Lady Knight

Chapter 7: Rest

Chapter 8: Council Meeting

Chapter 9: The King's Knights

Chapter 10: The Decision

Chapter 11: Confrontation at the Tavern

Chapter 12: The Maiden Battle of the Northern Werewolf-Human Alliance

Chapter 13: The Knight of the Night

Chapter 14: Aftermath

Epilogue: One Month Later

About and Credits

Chapter 1: Werewolves in the North

I kicked the snow with my boots.

Looking down at my boots, I chuckled sadly.

I never thought that I would be wearing boots, I thought to myself.

Then again, most of us – werewolves, that is – never thought that we would be wearing clothes at all. It was such a… human thing. We were usually naked. And that wasn't a problem when we were living in the forests down south.

We had lived peacefully in packs in the forests. During the day, most of us would be naked in our human forms, letting the warm sunlight bathe over us. If we had to hunt, then we would transform into our werewolf forms. During the night, we would be forced to transform into our werewolf forms – but, it kept us warm in the nighttime.

Back then, I was a hunter for our pack, as well as part of the guard. Though, during those peaceful times, I rarely had to be a guard.

That was before. Before the knights came, and drove us from our forests.

We were at peace with the humans for many years, living in the forests of our kingdom.

But then, the old king died, and his son ascended to the throne.

The new king betrayed us, and drove us from our homes. We were longer part of the kingdom.

Many of us had been slaughtered by the new king's armies. I was lucky enough to survive.

Now, I was part of a pack that was made up of the remnants of several packs that had been attacked and chased out of their homes. We had been driven north, into the cold.

I pulled my coat tighter around me to keep out the cold. We had haphazardly fashioned our coats out of bear skins and furs.

I looked at my brothers and sisters of the pack. Most of us were in clothing that we were able to make – shoddily. Some of us had taken to just being in our werewolf forms permanently.

Perhaps when the summer comes – if we live that long – we can frolic in the forest without these clothes on again. But, for now, in order to survive in the winter snow, we