Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

” Alright, pup, you’re going to tell me everything you know from the beginning, starting with your pack.” Ryan’s voice was super calm but severe.

One would think he was there for an opera performance. Perfectly poised.

The werewolf just growled without uttering a single word. Ryan stood up then bent low.

The werewolf yanked back into a human as his body crashed on the ground with a thud. He spit blood mixed with drool as a tooth fell in the little blood pool that he had spat out.

Ryan’s slap rang at his ear like thunder bolts as he yelped, collapsing back into a human

“You’re going to talk whether you like it or not!”

Ryan roared, clasping his cheeks between two fingers, forcing open his mouth.

The fierceness in his eyes suddenly changed its hue. He constricted his eyes, trying to get a better view of what he saw inside.

He trusted his hand ferociously inside as the lad gagged with the force. He pulled out what were the remnants of his tongue as he kept protesting in his guttural voice.

Ryan looked amused,

” Did this one bite his tongue off? ”

It was more like self talk than a question.

” No way! ” He exclaimed, pulling the last bit of what was once his tongue and examining it properly. ”

“What is it? ” Beck came in closer and asked with concern.

” Look at this one boy. Look carefully at this side… Keep it open mutt! ” Ryan tore a portion of his lip as the werewolf tried closing his mouth, pulling away from Ryan’s grip.

” He has been branded and cursed. He did not bite his tongue off. It was cut and burnt as a sacrifice! ”

All of them exchanged worried looks as they found in front of them a repetition of history.

The werewolf snarled as Ryan finally let go of his jaws. He wiped his hands on the ground before dusting it on his dress.

” Guess we got some of the answers we were looking for. Some of your old friends seem to be too eager for a reunion. ” Josh tried to chirp in as Ryan nodded .

” Ah nah! It seems to be falling into place too smoothly. Almost as if somebody had planned it in advance. ”

He said. ” Let’s get back. I called Chong over in the morning. We will need to talk. ”

” What should we do with this one? ”

Beck asked.

” Ah! Bring him along. We are not yet done with him.” He tried resisting as Josh pulled him along but with one smack on his head, he lost consciousness and Josh picked him up over his shoulder like a sack.

The lad sat up against the wall, startled as his face stung from the splashing of all the ice water. He saw the shapes of Ryan and Chong in front of him as his vision slowly adjusted.

” This one is no werewolf! ”

He heard Chong exclaim as he stared at their faces with blank expressions.

Ryan nodded.

” I thought of running a post mortem on his wolf after he came around but then I was reminded of the fact that he had been tracking you for months. I thought he owed you more answers than myself. ”

Chong looked at him sideways and smiled.

” How considerate of you. How is a person devoid of tongue supposed to talk ? At Least give him some paper and a pen! ”

He stood up to get some but was stopped by Ryan. ” Isn’t his filthy blood enough Chong? Just give him a needle! ”

” Don’t be so mean Ryan. This one seems to be a newbie. He probably has no idea about your history with his master! ”

Chong went ahead to the iron table in the room as he chatted.

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Ryan turned back to watch Chong stirring something. He looked up at the smell.

” What are you doing with Wolfsbane Chong? ” He asked with his eyebrows raised.

” Preparing a little welcome drink for our guest!”

Chong smirked as he poured down the content of the pouch that he had concealed in his pocket with a silver cloth. That explained why Ryan or the lad were not able to sniff it earlier.

The lad tried to stand up with a violent excitement,

” Easy boy! Easy! Do you like this? Aha? Do you want it? Better get spitting some information instead of that gross bloody sputum. Let’s start with where is your current operational base… ”

***

The specimen they had got hold of was not what was biologically a werewolf. These were the second generation abominations created from humans with curse. Those humans who wished for immense power, strength and immorality in themselves, sacrificed something that they held very dear. A beloved body part as an offering. In exchange for that, they were granted everything that a werewolf possessed. Body morphing, agility, eternal youth. However there were certain drawbacks. They would never be able to reproduce. Even if they did miraculously, the offspring would be born crippled and human. But that was not the end. The witches that those early humans tortured, to teach them those occult spells, did play them dirty. They did a curse in their spell. The curse of the Wolfsbane. Like moths attracted to fire, these abominations were drawn to Wolfsbane. It was like an unshakeable addiction. Wolfsbane or Aconite has always been lethal for werewolves in general, with the exception of only a miraculous few born immune to the reaction of the plant in the werewolf packs.

As for the abominations, they get stunned after drinking wolfsbane as their bodies slowly rot from the inside. They feel every muscle melt and screech at every cell that burns. But because they get stunned, they wither away like beautiful corpse structures without being left with any more essence of their earthly existence.

Even if they know every bit about the horror of their death, they are unable because of the curse to restrain themselves from being bewitched by that deadly drink. Like a tempting serpent, calling onto their souls, paralyzing them, before completely devouring them whole.