Chapter 1: The attack

They came like a thief in the night with no warning. One moment my Pack were thriving and happy and the next it is up in smoke with the screams of the dying rising to the heavens. Rogues have been the bane of werewolves existence. Creating havoc and killing the innocent. They are like cancer that wouldn't go away no matter what you did.

Our pack, The Running Creek pack is located far south in the state. We have heard about the plague of the rogues in other places, rumors of it encroaching towards our borders, but my father never took it serious.

His mistake.

My father God bless him was an idealist, a man who rarely advocated for violence. Our pack lived in peace, in harmony. Everyone treated equally doesn't matter if you are an alpha, a beta or an omega.

My mother ruling beside him was a kind hearted omega, whose love for her pack was felt by all in the pack. A smile from her was like the touch of the sun and everyone yearned to bask in their brightness.

They were good leaders and have lead our pack for twenty five years and in all those years we have never had any issues. Not with our neighboring packs, and certainly not with the humans who co - exist along side us.

I was their only heir and my father did his best to shelter me. I was trained in the ways of the warrior, but along with my training my father drummed it inside me that violence should be a last resort.

I have lived my life firmly in that belief until the night my rosy enclosed little world shattered. The rogues came on the mating night. A festival we celebrate annually so that wolf of age could find their mate. It turns out this year I was part of those looking forward to finding their mate. I turned eighteen few weeks before the mating festival.

I have grown up under the bright rays of my parents love for each other and have longed since wanted a mate and something akin to what they have ever since I was old enough to understand what mate is.

I have a boyfriend, Zach, whom I love so much and was looking forward to him being my mate tonight. It has been my greatest ask to the moon goddess. I even made a wish to the shooting star that passed through our sky few nights ago. I am a night watcher.

What I mean is that I love sitting on the window frame in my bedroom staring into the night. It doesn't matter if they are lit up by the stars or not. I love the night, and with my wolves vision I could see clearly into the night. Another reason why I love the night so much is that everything is still and calm. I could hear myself think.

I am a thinker, and a day dreamer.

And most of the time my day dreams involve planning my future with Zach by my side. I will one day rule my pack when I turn twenty five. Dad will step down and hand over the reigns to me. I had hoped to be a good leader for my people as he was. Also I day dream of having little kids that looked like Zach running around the pack.

That always brought a smile to my lips.

Zach and I have been dating for three years. We started off as best friends and then things evolved from there. We haven't consummated our relationship because we are waiting for the right time. Meaning when we become mates.

Sex is so much better when it is with the other half of your soul.

Zach was gorgeous. A warrior in training, but the thing that attracts me most to him is his gentle heart. He never lords his position or strength over anyone and he is very protective especially over the ones he loves.

When I arrived at the ball room that have been decorated for the ceremony the first person I sort out was Zach. Tonight the moon goddess will allow our wolves to seek out its mate, and it only happens on this night. If you don't find your mate tonight you will have to wait for another mating festival.

I was a little bit late to the party, and that is because I could never arrive on time for anything. I was combing the mini crowd gathered in the room comprising of my pack and our neighboring packs when I felt a shift in the crowd.

The atmosphere became tense as words of what was happening passed down through the crowd. The people's agitation rose high to the ceiling like smoke as the words spread like wild fire.

Soon it got to me. We were under attack by the rogues. Before I could take in the shocking news the room got invaded. Rogues poured in like mass of ants attacking and killing anyone they could reach.

Warriors started shifting to meet them while others tried to get people to safety. I was a warrior and have been training for this. I have never fought a rogue before, but I will be damned if I don't defend my territory with every drop of my blood.

Fury like no other beseeched me as the dying scream of my people echoed loudly into the room. It didn't take long for the room to be saturated with the scent of death.

My blue eyes turned yellow as my wolf roamed the surface furious as me. I was about to let it out when a hand clasped strongly unto my wrist snapping me out of my rage. I turned to see Zach beside me, a solemn expression on his face.

My heart rejoiced at the sight of him. He was alright. "Zach!" I exclaimed happily. He didn't return my enthusiastic greeting instead he started pulling me away from the crowded and messy room.

"Where are we going?" I demanded as we weaved our way through the chaos rampaging the room.

"To somewhere safe."

I stopped abruptly, pulling my hand away from his grip. I wasn't a coward and didn't much appreciate that he was making me run away when our pack is in danger. Being the Alpha's heir meant I have to fight, and I made that clear to him.

"I want to fight."

He shook his head. "I am sorry Fallon but the Alpha has asked me to get you to safety."

I opened my mouth to argue with him but a snarl behind us got our attention. We looked to find two massive rogues snarling at us, their eyes glowing red.

One thing about rogues is that they operate on their most basal instinct. The animal half is much in control than their human half.

"You have to go now Fallon!" Zach pushed me behind him and then changed into his wolf. A massive beautiful grey furred wolf that still came short in size compared to the rogues. Zach is one of our best training warrior, but he is still training and I don't think he could take on two rogues by himself, so I ignored his words and shifted beside him. He growled to let me know that he didn't like what I have done.

I am an Alpha which meant my wolf was more massive than the rogues and Zach. I took the one facing me and Zach went for the other.