MIKEJason was one of the biggest assholes I had ever met, and sadly our uncle. We didn’t even consider him family anymore, not after what he had done to me. Being stripped of my Alpha rank wasn’t a big deal to me, Zach and I had made plans to co-lead, and nothing had changed that even with my superficial rank change. I was still an Alpha by birth, regardless of being Jason’s science experiment for pissing my father off. At the end of the day, he was a Beta and I was an Alpha. I had worked hard to keep myself in good shape, as Omega’s were typically much weaker than other members. He had altered my very DNA on a cellular level, so I had to work many times harder than normal. To say the least I hated him with every fiber in my being, clenching my fists I stared at him. As Zach had said he had no scent, but that wasn’t the most concerning thing. As I studied him, I noticed his eyes seemed, not quite

Zach was something to behold as he went to town, his black extensions snapping and squeezing the life out of the enemy. The wolves had stopped coming in as thick of waves as previously, they had slowed to a trickle as the men picked them off. Christian came up beside me, his wolf slick with a mix of his and the enemy’s blood. He sat back on his haunches and began to paw at his face, the blood clearly agitating him. I looked him over, checking for wounds. A deep gash was on his left flank, blood slowly seeping out of it, his nose had a cut across it and was bleeding freely, and there were several puncture wounds scattered throughout his abdomen. I didn’t want to know how bad it was, but I needed to try to heal him, glancing up at Zach I saw he was busy, he had told me to conserve my energy and while Christian was evidently alive, I didn’t need him suffering more than necessary.

As the balls of spit and Lance flesh hit the ground I had to shield my eyes as they sparked, silver fragments shooting out of them. Perses let out a yell as they pierced his eyes and body, the silver shards embedding themselves deeply in his body. I watched in awe as the shard began to vibrate, Mike elbowed me, snapping me out of the trance. Jay and Christian were racing toward Perses now, neck in neck, in their wolf forms as Zach wound his shadows around the Gods ankles, causing him to falter in his steps. I saw Mike’s fire spin from his hands, engulfing Jay and Christian. My Beta and Gamma looked confused, then howled as they barrelled toward the God, winding around his feet and burning him. Mike smirked in satisfaction as the stench of burning flesh assaulted our noses. The flesh monsters had been mostly dealt with but a few still remained, however, they were not coming close to us so we focused on Perses. Leaving them alone but noting that t

I heard the snapping of my bones before I felt it, Perses’ large hand squeezing my body tightly. I felt panic and rage flood through my bond with Mike and Zach , and the shadows slithered in between my skin and Perses hand, trying to pry us apart even a little bit. They did their work and I was able to draw a small breath in, feeling gurgling in my lungs from a punctured lung and the blood flowing into them. I was going to drown on my own blood it looked like, and wasn’t that just peachy? I heard Mike roaring and felt the warmth of his fire as he tried to burn Perses, forcing the God to let me go. Laughing darkly, Perses only squeezed tighter, and I heard Zach growl in frustration. Jay and Christian were closing in on him, aiming for his eyes again but Perses was having none of it as with a smack he sent them flying. Their yelps of pain echoed in the air. The pressure in my body was building as his hand got tighter and tighter, and my head

A WEEK LATERMIKEPerses was gone, dead, deader than dead. Deader than a doornail even, and thank fuck he was. The Earth had almost immediately sprung back to life, small shoots of green appearing in the cracked dried ground, stubbornly attempting to find purchase. The trees that had withered and closed in on themselves were slowly unfurling, their leaves and flowers cautiously peeking out. Devon had come over from the Mist pack when the rest of our pack had returned, as the future Alpha’s he and Zach would begin to lay foundations between the two packs. Of course nothing would be solidified until CeCelia, “the Queen Alpha” as Devon called her jokingly, signed off on it. They had also included me as I was an Alpha before I was altered, and while I knew Zach valued my opinion it seemed Devon did as well. Devon was a quiet sort, with dark hair and intelligent eyes; quite the opposite of L