Chapter 8

Kael's POV

The familiar borders of the pack were coming into full view. It is dark, everywhere is quiet and only light from the guard at the borders. After driving for a few minutes, I picked up a faint scent of blood. My wolf howls and glances at my beta, he is dosing off completely unaware of what's happening.

The partition stops me from viewing the faces of the guards. The car drives into the Alpha's house. I look at the surroundings I know all too well. I played here as a child, did training and now I get to stay here, but my dad doesn't stay here due to traditions. It's just I and the maids. 

The car halts in front of the house. The butler and the maids line, I highlight and bid my beta off. The smell of blood leap to my nose, stronger this time. My wolf howls and I stare at the maids, their heads low. 

As pure alpha blooded my senses are heightened. I look around and the smell doesn't seem to be coming from this side. 

“I need all the guards to be assembled right now.” I say. 

The butler raises his head. I could perceive the fear from the rest.

“ I want every inch of this pack to be searched thoroughly. I am picking up blood scents and a foreign scent.”

“Alright.” 

My wolf keeps howling and becomes restless. The foreign scent becomes stronger, just then footsteps are head and a body being dragged alongside. Two guards that are present usher the maids inside. 

“Alpha,” Rowan, the head guard bows before me slightly and the other guard throws a body at my feet. “He was found near the borders trying to escape. ”

“Alpha there's something in the pack’s town hall you have to see. As soon as possible.” my beta mind links me. 

When I just nod. Rowan continues. “ He is not talking, says he has a message to deliver to the alpha himself.”

“Let him speak”

The tape that is being used to seal his mouth is taken off. He is guided to kneel, with his hands behind him. He releases a manic laugh with his bloodshot red eyes that cuts through the night.

“Drop every investigation of the moon pack.” The rogue says. “There's a little something in the town hall to keep you busy.”

He continues his manic laughter. “Don't worry about beating up pulp to get the pack I am from. I have been poisoned any moment from now I will just be gone.”

He starts shaking violently. The guards shift back and give space. The rogue starts convulsing and vomiting. 

Sighs. “Get the car ready.” 

Shortly a black sedan car comes and stops in front. I walk to it and two guards follow closely. I raise my hand and they understand and stop. I enter and the car speeds off. In a few minutes we are at the pack town hall. It was dark but the voices of people could be heard in the distance. The smell of blood hit me stronger than ever. 

Just as I reach the gathering, my beta and threatening guards. I see three bodies lying on the floor. They are females but different age ranges. The middle body catches my attention. The hair.

My mate. 

My chest tightens and I freeze. Then I continue, my wolf is snarling. We are in an open field but suddenly I feel so hot. I don't care if the rogue has been poisoned, I will heal him just to tear him limb by limb if he doesn't say who did this. 

They dare threaten him? Why is this happening just after the Alpha council’s meeting? They dare mess with his mate and expect him to back away. He chuckles sarcastically to himself. 

“Three women, Alpha,” my beta says. Then the faces of the bodies are turned. A wash of relief fills him as he sees the faces. Then he squeezes his fingers as he sees how the women are brutally murdered.

Two of the women are healers and the last body should be a teenager. They must have been together when the rogues killed them. 

For years other packs have been scared because of their army and now this ‘rogue’ dares to enter his territory. No pack will want to align with him considering how the matter was handled. 

“Gather up the bodies,” I finally say. After what feels like ages. “By dawn this case will be handled properly. They will be giving a befitting honour as a member of our pack. You may retire for the night.” 

The guards bow slightly. My beta whispers slowly. “Do you think that we should prepare for an attack?”

“Tomorrow.”

He bids and bows for the night.

The bloodcrest may have the strongest warriors, but they had very few female werewolves in the pack. The attack by the rogues to kill three females means that the attacker had an idea on their weaknesses. 

I am strolling slowly around the other part of the pack hall. The shell of blood is fading as they're putting it away. I use my alpha blood to heighten my senses, trying to tell if anything is amiss. 

I wonder if it's too late to check on, my mate. Is she okay? My wolf howls, I chuckle and for a second I remind him that it could be our chosen mate and he whimpers. My heart skips a beat and I know too well the ‘mate’ I mean. 

Her well-defined jaws, brown long hair that I so desperately want to put in my hands and pull to check whether they are as soft as they look and her tan skin that tends to glow under sunlight. 

I shake my head to remove the memories. My pack just got attacked. It's not the time to be thinking about a mate that will likely not be my mate because of pack responsibilities. I release a sigh. 

I walk from the town hall down the road that leads to the Alpha's house. I pay attention to note anything out of place from the rogues. I am met with silence till once again the familiar house comes into view.