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"Just me," Greyson croaked. "You know it's the smart thing to do. There's no point in slaughtering a whole pack."

"You think I care about how many people I have control over? Do you think I care about that when my mate is lying dead in my arms!" Rogue roared. He threw Greyson to the side, kicking him onto the floor. "You will all die! I will kill you all for what you have done. None of you will live to see next week." Rogue looked down at Stacey and brushed her hair away from his face, smiling down at her. "Everything I will do to this pack will be for you, my love," he whispered. "I promise, I will make them suffer." He then walked towards the woods, not looking back at the pack. "If any of them try to leave, break their legs! I want them alive, for now!" Was the last thing Rogue said to his men before he disappeared. The rest of his men remained, but they retreated into the trees, out of sight, still there, but watching.

The silence that followed next was deafening. No one said a word. They stared amongst each other, all in shock. No one knew what to say. The knowledge that all their deaths were imminent was haunting.

And there was nothing they could do about it.

Indianna was the first to make a noise. She pulled away from Oscar and ran to Greyson, crashing into him. "How could you!" She yelled, hitting his chest with her fists. "How could you do that to me! You don't get to sacrifice yourself, you don't... you can't... You-" Indianna broke off, her yells combining with sobs. She continued to hit him, yelling into his chest, incoherent words and cries.

Greyson didn't speak. He wrapped his arms around Indianna, engulfing her in a hug. Eventually she stopped shouting, she stopped hitting him and she collapsed in his arms, holding onto him for dear life.

"I'm sorry, sugar," he whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"Never do that to me again," Indianna whispered. "You do not get to be the hero. I won't allow it. I want you to be selfish with your life. You need to live, Greyson!"

He could still feel her shaking. The guilt that flooded him was immense, but he didn't regret his decision. If Rogue had killed him, but spared everyone else, it would've been hell for them, but they at least would have been alive.

However, Rogue had just lost his mate, which kills most and turns others insane. And Rogue was already a psychopath to begin with.

He truly had lost his mind now and he was going to come back to kill them.

He wasn't going to let anyone live. He was going to show no mercy.

"Sugar, let me look at you. You're injured-"

"No!" Indianna didn't let Greyson separate them. She clung onto him for dear life, scrunching her eyes shut and wishing that they were in a different situation. "I'm not letting go of you."

"Everyone get inside!" Greyson ordered, looking around as his pack members who were all stood waiting for orders, too shocked to do anything else. "We need to get out of their sight."

As soon as the words left Greyson's lips everyone flooded inside, eager to get out of sight from Rogue's men.

*Basement,* Greyson instructed everyone over mind link. *It's soundproof. They won't be able to hear us.*

"Indie, it would help if you looked up while you go down the stairs," Greyson whispered to Indianna.

"I'm not letting go of you."

"You don't have too, but I don't want you tripping down the stairs."

Indianna untangled her arms from around Greyson but she immediately latched onto his hands, holding them tightly as they descended the stairs that led to the basement where the gym was.

"Now let me look at you," Greyson demanded and gently touched the side of Indianna's head where there had been a laceration, but it was healing quickly. "How does your head feel?"

"A little foggy, but I'm okay,"

"How do they feel?" Greyson looked at Indianna's stomach. "Tai knocked into you when she attacked Stacey which is why you fell to the floor."

"I'm okay. We're okay," Indianna assured him.

"We need Doc to check you out."

"Well, he's not here," Indianna pointed out. Because of dinner with Rogue they had sent all of the pack members away from the pack house, and now they were separated between a barrier of Rogue's men. They were truly trapped.

Greyson gave Indianna and look and kissed her forehead. "Not yet." He then turned to everyone who had now gathered in the gym, watching Indianna and Greyson expectantly.

"So, how does us being in this smelly gym help us?" Kimberly called. "If I'm going to die then-"

"You're not going to die," Kal piped up, his eyes widening in horror. "You're not." He looked at Greyson and worriedly. "She's not, is she? We're not. I really wanna live man, please tell us you've got a plan that's better than you sacrificing yourself and nearly giving Indianna a heart attack in the process?"

"I don't know what's going to happen," Greyson said slowly, addressing the room. "But what I do know, is that we have no choice but to fight. If we do nothing then we are all doing to die, that's a fact."

Brooklyn, who had been out of the room with Harry when Tai had attacked Stacey, turned into Harry's chest, hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her, remaining silent as he comforted her.

"But you said we had no hope," Indianna said quietly. "It's why you offered yourself up-"

"We don't. In this room, right now we have no way of defeating Rogue. But, right now, we have time. We don't know how much time so we need to move quickly. Rogue wants to drag this out and make us suffer, but that was a mistake because he's given us the time to prepare ourselves."

"But we can't get past Rogue's men!" Oscar called.

Greyson raised his eyebrows. "We can't? Are you sure about that?"

Mark, who was standing at the back of the gym with Laura, gasped. "The tunnels," he whispered.

Greyson nodded. "Yes... wait-" His eyes scanned the room, frowning. "Where the fuck is the girl that got us into this shit show? And where the hell is my Beta?"