Romans & histoires Piper Alpha Disaster Survivors

Jeremy is still recovering in the hospital, and the doctors are optimistic he will recover soon. In other news, I have a stalker, which is stressing Nikolas. He wants to go everywhere with me until they catch him. He thinks it's one of his enemies, a man named Sirius. He was the regent Alpha of this pack before he was of age, and when Nikolas was ready to take over the pack as Alpha, Sirius refused to step in until Nikolas was challenged to a fight. Even though Nikolas won the challenge fairly, Sirius, who was banished from the pack and now city by King Xavier, wants revenge.

“How many survivors in total?” “From the report I received, they believe a few rogues slipped in during the Carnival. Once the Carnival was in full swing and everyone was distracted, the rogues set their forests and village on fire. The Alpha and Beta perished. The Beta’s son has stepped up to lead for the time being. There are eighty-nine survivors. This might be ill time, but it could be beneficial to us.” “What do you mean, Alastor?”

Nothing was more important than Piper right then. Or so I thought. “ALPHA!!!” a guard yelled frantically as he ran up to Piper and I. I looked at him annoyed. “What?” “Alpha, Sir, I am sorry to interrupt, but ---” “You had better have a d&&n good reason. What is it?” The guard looked down. “I-I am sorry, Sir. But---” “SPIT IT OUT! NOW!” “T-there has been a fire.” “Where?”

“It concerns your uncle, Alpha Xander.” I clenched my teeth. “He is no longer a concern. We dealt with that.” The white haired councilman folded his hands. “He is back and causing problems.” Markus shifted slightly and Idris stopped smiling. “What has he done now?” I asked. “He has abducted several human females.” Idris let out a low chuckle. “Thalric comes out of banishment and the first thing he does is snatch human women?” “Guess urges fester in isolation,” Markus added dryly.

“Wild River.” Jake made a movement with his hand to beckon Rune closer to us. If we were about to talk about how Alpha Markus ravaged her pack, it was better to hear it from the one that survived it. “I heard about that,” Alpha Zane said, nodding his head towards Rune in understanding. “I thought there were no survivors.” “Four people barely made it out alive. Two adolescent pack members, my pup and I.” Rune admitted. “It was awful.”

​"Move it, Runt!" ​I didn’t flinch when the hip checked me into the industrial steel counter. I just gripped the tray of champagne flutes tighter, my knuckles turning white, and stepped aside. It was Jessica, a mid-ranking delta female who derived a sick sort of pleasure from making my life miserable. She had realized long ago that I wouldn’t fight back. I couldn’t fight back. ​"The Alpha wants these on the west terrace immediately," Jessica snapped, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder. "Try not to trip over your own feet. We don’t need you embarrassing the pack. Again."

Fred said. Travis tried to sit up, but there was still so much pain in his chest, it wasn’t easy. Fred grabbed his hand and helped him to sit, then put his arm around his shoulder and dragged him in a bent knee run away from the buildings and to a tree far enough away to avoid the flames, smoke, and heat. Alpha Travis mind-link to pack: sit rep please. Luna Paulina mind-link to pack: we have injuries, but so far no deaths. Are you okay Alpha?

I collapsed on the ground, my knees raised to my chin and my hands wrapped around my legs. My mother hurriedly bent down to me and hugged my now-frozen body—the words on the letter glaring up at me. Silver Mystic had been attacked, burned, and about half its inhabitants massacred; the rest were left hopeless without a home. Moreover, Alpha Reid and his family had been killed on a stone at the gate of the packhouse. My eyes became blurry, and tears were bristling at my lids. I couldn't believe what I had just read; there must be a lie somewhere.

I nod. “I don’t remember how many nights we were there. After everything was over, we walked into town. Wren, it was horrible. Everything and everyone were gone. After trying to search the rubble for anything we may need, we ran into the Alpha. He helped us survive. We picked up a few other adults in the forests.” She stared out the window.

We embrace a little longer, then drag Oliver back to the packhouse. Garret—looking exhausted—begins his report. “We lost a good amount of men. If not for Rodrick getting here so fast, we would’ve lost more. The children in the packhouse are all safe. Dash caught two men trying to arm a bomb like the ones going off around the pack. He got injured, but he’s safe, and what he did saved the kids.” My heart drops for a moment. Garret continues. “Four Alpha visitors were killed, and many others.”