Grey POV
Seeing my wife's body torn to pieces in the yard, something inside me snapped along with the bond. I let the rage and adrenaline push me toward the rogue in wolf form. "I can smell them. They are straight ahead. Those assholes will pay for killing my wife," my wolf Derrick said. I push my body harder. Once I caught up to the rouges, they tried attacking me. The first rogue lunged for me, but I easily dodged the attack by kicking it in the stomach. The second rogue tore into my right side as the third awaited his chance to attack. While the second sank his teeth into my side. I forced myself to return to my human form for a better advantage in this fight. I snatched his head back, punching it in the chest and ripping its heart out as I watched his body fall limp to the ground. The first rogue jumped on my back, biting into my shoulder. I fell to the ground, rolling on my back to get him off me. While on the grass, I constantly punch it in the face. I snapped the rogue jaw and broke his neck. The final rogue and I had a stare-off to see who would lunge first. The rogue finally got tired of circling me, which was the biggest mistake. As soon as he went for my neck, I punched my hand straight through his chest and ripped his heart out. "Well, that was fun. Now let's make the border patrol feel how we feel inside, dead and hollow," says Derrick." I couldn't agree more with you," I replied. All members of the border patrol and your mates are to meet me at the packhouse right now. I screamed through the mind-link. I searched for my pack link for my Beta. "Anthony handcuffs all of the border patrols and their mates. I also want you to sedate them so they can not shift." "Yes, Alpha," Anthony responded with a trembling voice. He knew I was beyond pissed to use such ruthless measures on the border patrol. As I return to the pack house, I see everyone I requested out front. Beta Anthony had all the border patrol members bow their heads low. They had tears in their eyes as they mourned the loss of their beloved Luna Lisa. " They have no right to be crying. It's their fault. They failed to protect their Luna. They should not have let them get this far into the territory. They are all incompetent and deserve to die." Derrick said. He was furious with them that he forcefully took over my body and started ripping out the hearts of their mates. One by one, their bodies fell to the ground. All you could hear for miles were screams and howls. Derrick screamed, "Now you know how it feels to lose your mate in front of your eyes. Take your mate's body and run away. I now declare you all rogues." Everyone else around me stood still, scared to move, just in case Derrick decided to kill them too. Before he gave me back control, he looked at Louis with hatred and disappointment. Once I had power back, I broke down. There was a hole in my heart. It felt almost as if I had died with her. I was feeling lost and alone. "Derrick, I can't take this pain anymore. Please take over. I don't want to live without her." Derrick stayed in control of me until my wife's funeral. After my wife's funeral, I drank my pain away. I knew in my heart she would always be with me, but the wolf inside of me was not satisfied. I don't remember how much I drank. All I knew was Derrick had taken over my body, and before I could react, Derrick was punching Louis. I had no strength to fight against Derrick. When Derrick finished releasing his anger on Louis, he gave me back control, and I lost consciousness. Every day, I would go through the motions, and every night, I would drink until the darkness consumed me. No telling what Derrick had been up to while I was drunk. Beta Anthony pulled me into my office and told me my wolf almost killed Louis. I didn't believe my beta about my wolf attacking my son. I knew Derrick had a temper, but it stayed under control. "Derrick, why does Louis have new bruises and cuts today?""The little shit was crying for his mommy after I punched him for coming home after curfew," Derrick snapped."Since when does he have a curfew? He barely goes outside. Quite frankly, I think he's scared of his shadow.""He has been leaving this house every day since you started drinking yourself unconscious. It's not his shadow he's scared of. It's me.""You should be protecting him, not fighting with him every chance you get.""I will never forgive him for not helping her." Derrick was furious. He stormed off to the back of my mind, where I could not reach him. I tried not to let Derrick's words get to me. I apologized to my Beta for my behavior and tried to make it up to Louis. No matter how much I wanted to apologize, he would brush it off. My son now hated me, and he had every right to. After that day, I pushed everyone's limits. We would train day and night to prevent another disaster from happening. If someone complained, I would punish them until they understood why we were training so hard. Once training was over, I would go home and drink my sorrow away. My pack feared Derrick and me. We were becoming unhinged.Javonte POVThe triplets Levi Jr, Lillian, Latrell, and I were in the city shopping for our 18th birthday party. Lillian had a shopping addiction just like my aunty Libby. She made sure all our clothes coordinated with one another. We were primarily there to carry her bags while she shopped. After shopping for hours, we took a break at a nearby cafe to eat when we heard a female voice screaming."Help me, Help me. My house is on fire." This fine mocha chocolate girl ran up to us. Even in her distressed state, she was still beautiful. Taking action, Lillian called 9-1-1 and we followed her to her home. The house was engulfed in flames. The fire was worse than I expected. "My parents are still inside. Please help them." Shaking and screaming hysterically. Lillian held her back from running into that burning inferno.Finding an opening, I rushed in. I covered my mouth and stooped low to the floor; listening for any noise. Wandering around the first, I saw two bodies lying in the bathro
One year Later Pacing the floor of the surgery center, Ashley was rushed in for emergency C-sections during her routine appointment. The umbilical cord was wrapped around our son Javonte's neck. Javonte was our miracle baby. Ashley has been struggling to conceive; her thin uterus made it impossible to carry cubs to full term. It crushed mines and Ashley's hopes of having more children.The intense pain radiates throughout my body, making it hard to breathe. My body trembled. My hands were sweating; rubbing my palms down my jeans. I pulled my shirt over my face and wiped off the cold sweat that formed around my head. Why is it taking so long? My stomach twisted in knots the longer they were in the OR room. "Something is wrong!" Majestic mumbled coming to the forefront. Peeking in the surgery windows, doctors scurrying around working on her. No sign that she delivered Javonte. There was a strong stench of blood. No, she cannot not
I sprinted along the dimly lit path of the forest, my heart hammering against my ribcage. The fear of losing her again, tightened its icy grip around my chest as I pushed my legs to move faster, branches whipping my face, and the underbrush clawing at my ankles.Each step felt like an eternity, the uncertainty of the danger ahead gnawing at my determination. Images of Ashley's smile, laughter, and the warmth of her touch flooded my thoughts, intensifying my resolve to shield her from this darkness.Time blurred as I hurtled forward, fueled by a primal need to protect the one I loved. The forest seemed to thicken, fog covered my pathway leading to Black Moon. Yet, I refused to give in to the paralyzing grip of fear. With each breath, I drew strength from the thought of her, my soul crying out this suffocating blackness.Finally, I burst into the small clearing, and my heart sank. Trevor stood at the border with a look of uneasiness and his fa
Ashley POVAfter breakfast, I just wanted to be left alone to clear my head. All this stress was causing me a migraine. I took some pain relievers and sat on the balcony. I watched the children play and it reminded me of the time when King would sneak over to my house and hang out with me. The uncertainty of my brother's whereabouts was nerve-wracking. I called and texted the number Trevor gave me, but no answer. Memories of my dreams returned and held his lifeless body clutched against my chest. I wished I had more time to get to know him, more time to be a better sister or more time to save him. Cringing from the memories, I climbed on the rails and jumped down off the balcony, landing on all four paws. Amelia took off running full speed to this dreadful place called home. All my life I have avoided going back there. My mother has taken too much from me and I will not let her take my brother's life for helping me. It's me she wants.
Louis POVI woke up out of my sleep to Ashley screaming her brother's name. Her silk nightgown sticking to her body covered in sweat, her claws submerged in our mattress, her eyes black as night, and white fur sprouting along her arms. I bolted to the side of her bed, "Sweetness, focus on my voice. You need to calm down. Tell me what happened in your dream. Let me help you."Her eyes snapped to me. A menacing growl left out her mouth before she pounced on me. Her claws slashed across my ribs as I sidestepped her attack. "She is not awake. I think she is sleepwalking or fighting I should say." Majestic stressed. "Just great. My mate has lost her mind." I was overwhelmed and conflicted. I didn't want to hurt her.Clutching my side, while she shifts stalks towards me. She looks feral. Whatever happened in her dream was bad. I shifted into Majestic, he took the brute of her bites. My blood and fur was all
Ashley POVThe plummeting smell of sewage and mold. The sound of dripping water echoed in this hollow tunnel. I open my eyes wide, but all I see is darkness. Try to rub my eyes when I realize my wrist is bound, I go to scream, but my voice is muffled. Grinding my teeth to feel a cloth shoved in my mouth. This cannot be happening; rotten away in this forsaken place, left with no option, but to wait for the mastermind. The sound of shoes making their way down the tunnel splashing water along the way. Focusing on the heartbeats there are at least four people here. The covering is pulled from my head. What I didn't expect to see was a male figure sitting across from me. His body stabbed up, watching me with his intense stare. His eyes are emotionless as we gaze at each other. My heart was beaten rapidly with one thought in mind to protect whomever this was. No one deserves this type of torture."Hold on, stay with me," fighting agains