Wolves of the Unknown

Chapter 1

We are the women of Sookala that reside in Brazil.

We are the women of Sookala that only bear son children.

We are the women of Sookala that known the true way of life.

We are the women of Sookala that are here to steal away all the evil might.

They told me that it wasn’t going to be easy to let him go. I thought I was going to be strong enough to ignore and let the pain drift away, but I was wrong. During these trials and tribulations, the hardest thing I participated in was giving away my only son, Jermeliah, to keep my life. My life was at risk because I am a witch. I am part of a group of women called the Sookala, which was created to bring our families together that practiced witchcraft. These attackers where a part of a tribe known as Raylene that is located in southern Chile. I cannot identify any man that took Jermeliah, only animals. Filthy fucking wolves entering in the middle of the night. With my son gone, I have no one to turn to except the Sookala. If I live to see the day my son may rise again in my eyes alive, I will fight this battle until no end to get him back.

As I stretched out for another day ahead of me, I looked out of my cell window. The weather looked nice but I knew it wasn’t going to stay like that for long. There was a hurricane heading quickly our way with no sign of slowing or reducing strength. Personally, I wonder how long my cell is going to hold up during that weather. Everyone is evacuating and this could be my time to escape.

“Jermeliah, are you ready to go in for training? It’s almost eleven in the morning. Master is becoming very impatient with your behavior,” said Julian.

“Damn it man, can’t I just get some more sleep? In a few hours, it’s not even going to matter if I went to training or not. This isn’t the lifestyle I chose for myself. Tell Master that I am feeling ill and cannot come in today.” Just as I spoke my final word, Master broke down the door and pulled me out fiercely by my hair. As Master dragged me on the ground, Julian threw rocks at my body.

“I am fucking sick of you being tardy for everything that we do! This is not what any of us wanted to become, but we have to protect this secret and keep the legend living on. You can’t keep being some lazy ass man at the age of twenty three and expect to find a mate. We are welcoming you in tonight into our tribe. There is no excuse why you cannot be working your ass of before the hurricane. We need to have somewhere to stay besides a damn little cell for punishment. Do you understand what I’m telling you? This is the last time I’m going to talk to you before this welcoming,” Master spoke quickly.

“Shit! You think this is something to celebrate? I’m becoming a monster that is uncontrollable and will kill anything that gets in my way. Is that something someone is going to be attracted to? I don’t want to go to that damn fucking welcoming anyways. I have better things to do and I am needed at an actual job that requires an education unlike your asses,” retorted Jermeliah. Master quickly laughed and walked away mumbling something that sounded like “you’ll see who’ll be there, punk”. If this was really going to happen, this so-called welcoming, then I need to get my shit together today. There is no way that I am going to be able to pull this transformation off in this state of mind.

The overwhelming feeling of the unknown started to attack my confidence. Was there a way I could get out of this situation? Is there anything that I am going to need to survive this night? I walked around looking from store to store, no noticing anything that I was going to need. Maybe, just maybe, this is all a prank, I thought. I wandered back into my cell and slept until late that night. Around midnight, I was awoke by two men putting shackles and handcuffs on me. What the fuck is this shit? I don’t want to participate in so fucking kinky ass sex. As my last thought entered my head, a cotton bag was pulled over my head and I was picked up. I felt the chilling wind blow over my nude body. I felt ten pairs of hands carrying me when I was being carried toward a warm area. My first panic was fire, but then it subsided when I realized that I was lying in a blanket. A woman around my age, possibly a little younger, was sitting next to me waiting for me to open my eyes.

“It’s one in the morning. The welcoming is about to begin. I just wanted to say hello and inform you that I am a candidate for a mate for you if you were interested. Just remember to stay calm. This welcoming isn’t easy. It is quite painful,” spoke the mesmerizing, mysterious woman. I didn’t know exactly how to say anything at that moment. Everything felt as if I was a newborn again, as if I lost all of my training as a man. As I picked my head up to look at my feet, I saw a group of forty people coming toward me from the woods. The man in the middle of the crowd was carrying seven needles with injections toward me with a smile on his face. All I wanted to do was run but I realized that I was tied down to the ground. Once the crowd reached me, the man walked right up to me and started speaking Spanish.

“Vamos, vamos, vamos,” the man said. Suddenly, I felt the blanket get torn off of my body. I looked down and seen six more people putting the needles in their hands listening to the man tell them where to insert the injection. I saw the people move around my body to be able to hold me down and get comfortable to inject all of the dosage of the injection into the spot directed. The first injection was put into my foot by the lead man in the center. All I felt was fire in my blood. The pain was unpredictable and threatening. My body went into shock after the first injection. All I remember was fading out and eventually passing out by the second injection in my neck on the left side behind my ear.