FAZER LOGINFive minutes later Alpha Derrick and Luna Kelly walked in, with Michael hanging onto his Mother's neck and Gracie on her dad, squealing as he tickled her.
They finally get seated and Rose, the cook, serves the food. My favorite, steak and baked potatoes. The food got passed around by Rose and some other kitchen workers.
Joshua, her son, also helps out at times and I can't always help but notice how he gives Mavis an extra large serving of food.
He definitely has a crush on Mavis, but Mavis, being two years older than him, has decided to just see him as a little brother. But I guess the smile she gives him anytime he serves her a plate suffices for him. His cheeks get all pink and he can't look her in the eye and moves on to serve the next person, me. Who begrudgingly gets less food than the former.
I'm pretty sure if she keeps smiling at him like that, one day he's just gonna give her all the food and leave the rest of us to fate.
I can't blame him though, Mavis is beautiful and has such a warm personality. Apparently she got all her looks from her mum, that's what she tells me. But she believes she got her hair colour from her Dad, since her mum was blonde. It was just an assumption though.
Mavis was raised by her single mother, who was Alpha Derrick's older sister. When she passed away, Alpha Derrick assumed responsibility of Mavis who was just 14 at the time. She doesn't talk about her Dad much, probably because she doesn't even know who he is.
She has been living with the Alpha's family ever since, and Rose being the Alpha's cook, stays in his home as well.
That gives Joshua enough time to ogle Mavis, day in and day out.
I've seen it happen. It's unhealthy really, but cute.
The three-year old twins, Michael and Gracie, were already at it, fighting each other on their seats, for which reason, no one knows. They kept screaming and hitting each other, in a playful way of course, until someone dropped a plate and broke it.
Suddenly they were both silent and did their best to avoid their parents' gaze. It was quite laughable.
We were about to get started on the food when Beta Shawn rushed in.
"Alpha! They crossed the border, they're attacking us, they're on their way here!" Beta Shawn was all sweaty but he didn't look scared, if anything he looked furious. Alpha Derrick stood up abruptly.
"Who?" He asked handing Gracie to her mother who quickly took her, beginning to shield her two kids.
"The Blood Moon pack." and that was the last thing I heard before the windows all around us were shattered and wolves came barging in. And all I remember were screams, crying, blood and then darkness.
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I woke up with a pounding headache. I sat upright and held my head. Everything felt woozy and stuffy and it took me a little while to fully come to.
Then I took in my surroundings.
I was in a small room with steel bars at the end which made me realize that I was in a cell.
There was a small beat up body in the corner of the cell. I studied the person a bit longer to see that it was Mavis. I rushed to her only to realize she wasn't the only beat up person. My whole body ached and I felt like I had been run over by a truck. But I didn't see any actual bruises on myself, I just felt that way from the inside.
"Mavis, Mavis, wake up." I shook her.
Minutes later she groaned and turned around.
"What? Where are we?" she asked sitting up and groaning at the same time.
"I should be asking you, I have no idea." I explained.
She sat in silence for a while and then looked around.
"Shit, we're in the Blood Moon pack's dungeon." She muttered standing up.
"Hello? Is anyone out there, Alpha?" She called. No response.
"Hello?" She called again, gripping the bars this time. She immediately let go as she hissed and fell to the ground.
"Mavis!" I stood up and rushed to her.
"Are you ok?" I asked. She just squeezed her eyes tightly whilst rubbing her palms. They were extremely red as if she had just touched hot coals. I curiously looked at the bars.
"Wolves bane and silver, don't touch that darling, she'll be fine." a familiar voice said.
"Rose?" I looked at the cell opposite us and I was right, there she was, her beat up figure still holding a genuine smile.
"Are you girls ok?" She asked.
I looked over at Mavis who looked better now.
"Yeah, we're fine, but where are the others?" I asked.
"They are in cells all around us, they just haven't woken up yet."
"What happened?"
"We were attacked by the Blood Moon pack and they've captured us, and from what I know they are probably planning to kill us, in the worst way possible." She sighed.
"Kill us?" I asked terrified. "Why?"
"To settle an old score." a manly voice said from a couple of cells to our right.
"Alpha?" Rose spoke up, looking in his direction and squinting her eyes a bit.
"Yes." he sighed.
"Why would you say that Alpha?" Mavis asked leaning closer to the bars but making sure not to touch them. He let out a long sigh before he spoke.
"I killed the Alpha's father." he said.
Wasn't expecting that. Alpha Derrick doesn't seem like the murderous type. There has to be some rational explanation.
"Why?" I asked.
"I just did, it was a battle for supremacy and I won. We're wolves, we're territorial." He let out a bitter chuckle. "But now I'm going to pay for it, including hundreds of innocent people." He answered.
Before I could get another question in, someone spoke up.
"Alpha, I see you're awake." A deep voice said .
"Marcus." Alpha Derrick growled.
"That's Beta to you." the Marcus guy growled back. I couldn't see him but I could smell him, he had quite a strong aura for a Beta, much stronger than Beta Shawn's.
"I don't care, where is my mate and children?!" Alpha Derrick started to shout. His wolf getting the better of him.
"I suggest you control your temper for when the Alpha comes back, trust me you'll need every bit of strength you have for what he has planned for you ... and as for your mate, let's just say she's in good hands." Beta Marcus said before walking away, passing by our cell and heading off.
Alpha Derrick let out a frustrated growl before everywhere went silent again.
I sat back down leaning against the wall taking everything in. How did this become my life?
It's hard to think that right now as I am wallowing in self pity, a group of heartless wolves are planning the worst ways for us to kick the bucket. Just in that moment Mavis moved closer to me and hugged me saying it's gonna be alright. But she didn't sound convinced of what she was saying, I wasn't either and I had this gut wrenching feeling things were only gonna get worse.
What?She took on the stance that we usually take on when we're trying to gauge our surroundings, head to the side, eyes looking off to the distance, all other senses on high alert. "We died. So technically we shouldn't be here, much less together." She looked up briefly and then down again, looking for something I presume. "I think something is happening."Much less together? I never considered much the notion of death in wolves and what it means for their human and wolf side. Does it mean they'd get separated in the afterlife? How does any of this work?She closed her eyes briefly. "I can feel it, the moonstone," opening her eyes she looked back at me, "they're trying to revive us."Revive us? Looking down at the moonstone around my neck, it was still glowing. I didn't even know I still had it on.Did that stay on during my entire fight with Sarah? And if I'm dead and in limbo land how do I have it here with me? Does that mean it's magic works here too?But that did nothing to
I choked.I wasn't even sure I could choke because I wasn't even breathing.I wasn't sure of a lot of things. I wasn't sure to what extent my body was functioning. But I was totally certain that in that moment my heart both swelled up and broke as I took in the little form beside me.Little Ana. She was here. She was standing a few feet away, but there was no mistaking it."Anastasia?" I breathed.All she did in response was run up to me and jump and smile while clapping her hands. Her dark curls bouncing with each jump. She was actually here. Looking exactly like how she did right before we lost her. Like not a day had passed. "Adrianna you're here! I'm so happy. I missed you." Pushing myself up, I pulled her small frame into my arms and I cooed. "Aw, sweetie, we missed you so much too." I tried not to cry. This was all so overwhelming. I didn't understand how all this was possible. How was she here? How was I here? What even is here?"I'm so glad you're here" she smiled, but
There's peace and there's turmoil. And then there's nothingness. I wasn't at peace. I wasn't in turmoil. And I wasn't conscious enough to know that I was in nothingness. But I was. Because there was nothing. There wasn't even me. I didn't feel like I existed. Not in this realm at least. What was happening? Why did I have thoughts? Was I conscious? I couldn't feel anything past my thought. I didn't have anything else. I just had that one thought. And as I continued to be in the state of nothingness, something started happening. I was beginning to feel. Not physically but mentally. I could feel my mind. I was becoming aware of the fact that I had a mind, I was a conscious being. I had thoughts and memories. Memories that were taking ages to come back to me. What was happening. Where was I? I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't sense anything. There was nothing. But as I thought about that I realised that it wasn't true. There was something, but it didn't bring me
Her supposedly shriveled up arms that I had thoughts were no good turned out to be gangly long thin steel cages. A cocoon of gnarly fingers held me down in a vice grip. Her hands pressing down on my fur and immobilising me almost completely. No matter how hard I tried to wriggle out of her grasp, I just couldn't. She smiled at me again. My hind legs stuck in an interwoven mix of her fingers and at parts where my fur wasn't being ripped out, her tight hold kept me locked in. How many damn fingers did she have, and why were they all suddenly the size of a broomstick upclose. "Even though you recover from my sting quickly, imagine what would happen if your heart went numb for two minutes." Inconsiderate wench that she is, she didn't even give me time to answer that question and immediately started digging the awful spike in my torso, trying to locate my heart I presume. It didn't hurt, because the place immediately became numb, but I knew this was bad. This was very bad. If she
As I sprang at her, there was only one thing on my mind. And it was way too violent to articulate. But I was ready to do it. And I was confident. Maybe a little too confident. Even though I'd worn myself out completely killing all the others I still reveled in the fact that I'd ended them. And I was expecting Sarah not to be any different. A bit harder, but no different. So when I landed behind her after a surge literally knocked me off my trajectory, I was momentarily stunned. Quickly turning around I looked at her. She had let out a screech that literally caused sound waves to knock me off. Huh. That was new. "For so many years I fostered this coven. And now they're all gone." Her voice was low, menacing and seeping with bitterness. "Well it's time I introduce you to the real me." Even as she spoke her skin turned dark. Like black leather kinda dark. Her entire face morphed into something I can only describe as nightmare fuel. Her eyes turned into white slits, he
Turning around I saw that he was still alive. But he was also still bleeding, and I didn't know what to do. Rushing over to him and shifting back I grabbed his head in my hands. "Damon, Damon stay with me." At this point, he was totally unresponsive. I didn't know what to do. I was vaguely still aware of the fight still waiting for me. I knew it was stupid to get distracted like this while still in this fight, but I couldn't help it. But no one had come to attack me yet, which made me wonder, were they all dead? Were they plotting against me? In my rage I didn't even keep track of the number. But I knew for certain I hadn't gotten Sarah yet. Where was she? Okay, okay focus.I did a mental headcount.That was two, three, four and five together, and I just did six.All six of them. It was just left with her.Damon sputtered again. He was still resisting it, that's why he was still convulsing.Sarah was still doing this. So she was definitely still there, I need to end her. Tha
And just as I felt the pull increase, it stopped suddenly. Slowly I looked up to see wide blue eyes staring at me in shock. As quickly as it happened he pulled his hand out, thankfully spine-free. This however still led me to collapse on the ground. I was going to heal, yes, that is, if they gave me
Get them out of here. Please, tell them all to leave. I told Sorayah, hoping she'd somehow be able to get all the pack members out of here and back in our territories safe and sound. What?No one should die here with me today. It's me they want. I can't let my pack get hurt any further. I won't a
"We finally have you." She looked smug as she reveled in her victory. For all three seconds of it she must have felt like a winner. Well the story is not over yet. (An: this one almost is, lol)Finally shifting into my wolf form within my confines, the surge of energy and my rage helped me burst
No."Attack her."I didn't even have time to register what she said because I was focusing on what was happening to Damon. In an instant, he had pounced on me while the other minions started to become visible around Sarah again.I've fought with Damon before, but we were training, and he was still him,







