There is a heavy, tension-filled silence permeating the air at this moment; but beneath that silence, there is a chaotic pandemonium abounding the atmosphere.
Alpha Julian ... the real Alpha Julian ... is immediately taken aback and totally confounded by this site, as are the others standing around him at the doorway to the Alpha and Luna's master chamber; though none are as discombobulated as Alpha Julian himself.
The Alpha has just discovered the Luna ... his wife ... his mate ... in their bed with someone in a blatantly adulterous act of copulation. They're both naked, sweaty, and reek of sex ... and, the worst of all, in the Alpha's eyes, the Luna appears to be absolutely spent.
His first instinct was to storm over there and give that lecherous lothario who's straddled and entwined with the Luna in what appears to be a pile melded flesh a thrashing that will bring him to near death; and then arrange for the blackguard's immediate execution. But at the moment, he's so dumbfoundingly stunned that he can't react...
Because that lecherous lothario blackguard is ... himself?
Once the initial shock begins to pass, it's Gamma Ray Silva and his accompanying Security Defense Force members who are the first to be able to initiate a reaction. They quickly advance the canopy bed to apprehend the impostor...
But before they even make it halfway across the chamber, the fake Alpha Julian maneuvers Luna Sarah in front of him, using her as a shield; then instantly protracts long, almost unicorn horn-looking, bone claws out from his fingertips, and presses their sharp points up against her jugular vein.
"No, no ... I wouldn't do that if I were you. I already poked your Luna once tonight, and if you come one step closer, I'll poke her again." A sinisterly wicked grimace stretches across those crooked lips as he malevolently quips, "The difference is that this time when I poke her, she'll be bleeding instead of cumming."
Alpha Julian quickly barks out in his authoritative Alpha tone, "Stand down, Gamma Ray! Do not move in on him. I need for you and your men to get back here."
The fake Alpha shoots the real Alpha another sinisterly wicked grimace, then belittlingly taunts them, "Good doggies; now stay. ... Sit."
The Alpha is infuriated, with his blood boiling as his ire skyrockets. His jaw tightly clenches, and he growls through gritted teeth...
"Mind your tongue, you; or else I promise, the moment you let your guard down, I'll have it hanging over the mantle of my study's fireplace."
Now the fake Alpha shoots a sinisterly wicked grimace over to the Gamma, and goads, "Oh, I'm not the one letting their guard down around here; am I? You really should be more careful about who you allow to roam your grounds."
Gamma Ray clenches his fists and presses them to the sides of his thighs, and lets out a low, guttural growl before snapping, "I'll bury you under these grounds, you fiend! Now let the Luna go and fight like a real man! ... Or are you too much of a gutless coward that you need to hide behind a woman?"
The fake Alpha lets out a terse laugh, and sneers as he quips, "Oh, I'm no coward; but then again, I'm no man either."
Beta Stephen Caldwell interjects by asking, "What are you?"
The fake Alpha lets out another terse laugh and looks to the Beta, "Don't you mean who am I? Isn't it obvious ... I'm Alpha Julian Thurgood, of course."
The Beta slowly shakes his head. "No ... what are you? ... Clearly, you're not another werewolf; most werewolves can only shift between their own human-form and wolf-form. There are a few rare breeds that can even take on a Lycan-form. But no werewolf could take on the identical form of another."
The Beta takes a moment to stare at the fake Alpha with scrutinizing eyes, while the fake Alpha merely responds with another sinisterly wicked grimace. The Beta continues...
"So, what are you ... a witch ... a vampire ... or perhaps ... a demon?"
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding ... and we have a winner!" The fake Alpha condescendingly taunts. "And your prize, Beta Caldwell ... for being the only one here who appears to have at least half a brain ... I will now reveal to everyone my true self..."
He leans in closer and whispers in the Luna's ear, "You're going to love this; my dear Luna Sarah." Another sinisterly wicked grimace stretches across his crooked lips before transforming.
The first stage ... that once six-foot one-inch, large, mesomorphic stature of the Alpha's body he was duplicating grows into an eight-foot six-inch, massively gargantuan of a Satyr-like figure; from hooves to horns.
Next ... the skin of the man's portion of his body turns to a deep, crimson red shade. His eyes turn all black and his teeth become rows of jagged, razor-sharp canine-like fangs. And, he has the tongue of a serpent.
Shocked by the sight of him in this form, the Luna gasps before nearly passing out as she goes completely limp in his humongous arms. He laughs...
"What's wrong, Luna Sarah; not a fan of this form? ... I mean, I could take on any form that you like ... you already know that ... but I thought I'd give you all the honor to see my truest form." He conveys an odious grin. "But ... you haven't seen the best part."
With her head still locked in the crook of his arm, he twists it to have her look downward, and then, with his free hand reaches down to pull out and reveal his actual penis ... which is an elongated, deformed cornucopia-looking mass of ash-grey flesh.
The Luna screams, "No!"
He mockingly screams back, "Yes!" He laughs, "You said you wanted it inside of you ... that you wanted to feel it inside of. Tell me, my dear Luna; how did it feel?"
Alpha Julian is enraged into an almost blind fury and lets out a bellowing growl as he starts to charge at the impostor. Gamma Ray and his men ... along with some of the manor's guards ... tackle the infuriated Alpha and pin him down on the floor; worried that the 'thing' restraining the Luna would kill her before he could reach the bed.
It's taking everything they have to keep the raging Alpha down and restrained, as he furiously struggles to free himself from their hold. He barks out in his Alpha tone...
"Get off of me ... now!! Release me, or you'll spend the rest of your lives locked up in the detention center!! I'm going to kill him; so, let go of me!!"
The Alpha is wildly writhing about under the pile of SDF members and guards; desperately trying to escape so he could get his hands on the ... as Gamma Ray put it ... 'fiend'.
Gamma Ray tries to reason with the enraged Alpha, "My Alpha, please; calm down and try to control yourself. I know you really want to kill him ... trust me, we all do ... but think of the Luna. I'm sorry to say but he'd more than likely be able to kill her before we're even able to lay a finger on him."
The impostor taunts, "That's right, Alpha Julian. Try to move in on me again and you could forget about my tongue ... it will be your precious wife's head that hangs over the fireplace mantle."
Alpha Julian is in a total fit of rage, still furiously struggling to free himself. His complexion is a dark beet red shade. His eyes ... as well as every vein in his neck and head ... are prominently bulging out. He's heavily breathing through his clenched jaw and gritted teeth; with rapidly producing spittle spewing out between them. He barkingly growls out...
"I'LL KILL YOU!!!!"
"NO!!!..." The impostor shouts back, "You'll do as I say; or I'll kill all of you!"
He laughs, shooting the squirming pile of Rainier Pack members that sinisterly wicked grimace ... the most sinisterly wicked one yet ... and ominously speaks...
"You have no idea who I am; do you? ... I am no ordinary demon; you stupid, mangy mutts."
Starting to come around out of that blind rage and at least get a small hold of his senses, Alpha Julian snaps, "Then who the hell are you?!"
"I am ... Demon Lord Bezarius."