Ten minutes ago:
Killian glanced at Darius with a soft smile. This young vampire was surprisingly very mature and very smart. It was hard to believe that he had been living in a small closed-off island all his life, Killian honestly enjoyed their small exchange.
Truth be told, his wolf was on the line waiting to talk to him as well.
Their little mate was too young though. He did not want to startle him by suddenly approaching him too strongly.
Darius glanced away with a small frown.
'he's frowning. Did I do something? Shit, I must have said something silly.' Clearing his throat he whispered, "I'm sorry If I said anything offensive,"
Suddenly his eyes started to droop. Killian struggled to keep them wide open. 'what is this…'
His dull gaze focused on Darius. "I.. I feel…."
Darius glanced at him with his eyes wide open. "Something is wrong. Why is everyone fainting...I…Killian!" he hurriedly grabbed him by his shoulders as he collapsed to the ground.
Darius immediately placed his hand on his lap and gently patted his pale face. "what happened to you? Did you eat any mushrooms? Darn, they can be poisonous, you know!" he hurriedly patted his face.
Killian blinked with difficulty. "d-Darius…. Leave…"
"Where? Everyone is sick, I have to help…'
Killian could not muster the strength to whisper that they were under attack. His poor little mate was so innocent. He tightly grabbed his hand. "Run… run away!" he whispered as loudly as he could.
Darius frowned. "what do you….."
His wide-opened eyes looked at something ahead into the forest. "Leaves are rustling. Maybe the hunting party is back… they can help…."
Killian shook their connected hands. "run… don't.. stay… run…. Run…."
"oh shit," Darius grabbed him by under his armpit and started to drag him away. "it's fine.. we will be fine…"
Killian suddenly pushed him away. "go! Go... go…. Please…"
Darius just looked at him with his mouth agape. "I…
"go… Darius, please. Go."
Shaking his head, he just stood there.
Killian mustered up the last of his energy to pull him close and smacked the back of his neck. He hurriedly lifted him and placed him in the small tree house. This was the best he could do.
His mate was a half-vampire. They would not be able to outrun a rogue wolf. He would be killed in just a few seconds.
Instead, this gave him the best chance.
He climbed down the stairs and stood there guarding him.
'I'll have to fight with all my strength… even if I die, It's for the good….'
Five rogue wolves came close.
He immediately changed into his wolf form slightly slumping down. His legs were starting to get weaker by the second. He could not hold up his weight.
******
Dylan hurriedly carried Nico onto his back and dashed through the woods.
Feeling the cold wind gush on his face, Nico felt fresh and awake. Only then, the sense of dread settle in. A vague fear also arose in his heart.
The voice was still whispering for him to run.
He grabbed Dylan's neck lightly. "Something dangerous is approaching us. The voice is telling me to run,"
"don't worry I've got you," he readjusted Nico so that he was carrying him like a princess. The two cubs were placed in his arms. "take care of our cubs, darling,"
Blushing Nico pinched the back of his neck. "not the time to flirt."
"but I want to flirt.. look at your flushed skin I want to do more than flirt," he said, licking his lips seductively.
Nico placed a hand on his face. "no more. Don't act like a moron. There is something definitely going on. This poison…. There is only one way I could have gotten in contact with it,"
"the buffet, someone poisoned the food," Dylan fished his sentence with a dreadful look. "did anyone else eat it?"
"Kiran ate it. The others only drank the blood. Do you think they poisoned the blood, too?"
"don't know. I'm not sure it's poisoned through… you look better after throwing up the food. So it must have been only in the food,"
As they got close, he could feel the movement of a few unknown bloody scents moving toward the pack house.
Darius avery and the two kids were left behind in the pack house. 'why is the attack directed at them…. Shit….. the alpha king is here.'
"Dylan… what are we going to do? How many are there?"
"a few. ten or so. Don't worry, I will take them out for you,"
"how will you deal with them? You don't have any weapons or anything with you. How…."
Dylan's grip on his thighs became slightly tight. "darling I am a walking weapon. I can take out thousands of werewolves. These are just ten wolves. I can deal with it," he said confidently.
His confidence gave him confidence.
But the bloody stench in the air was much more apparent the closer they got. He sniffed a bit to confirm if it was any of his own. But thankfully, none of the vampires had gotten hurt. Rather, the whole place was filled with werewolf blood.
As they got close, he spotted a bloody figure being mauled by the rogues.
"Killian!!" Dylan let him off and the cubs. he rushed to his aid.
"shit…." Nico glanced around. So many of the familiar pack members had collapsed. None of them had been mortally wounded except Killian.
This person was the best and the right hand to Dylan after all. Without him, things would take a while to operate. The rogues were not attacking randomly they were attacking only the important heads.
Right after Dylan came close, none of the rogues were interested in Killian, all of them started to round up around his beloved. Their behavior seemed very threatening.
Nico stood there watching.. none of the rogues came his way. It was as if they were afraid of him. No, they were not afraid.
Their red eyes held disdain.
This felt weird.
'why…. Shit…'
One of the rogues suddenly shifted back and let out a loud laugh. "I did what you said. You will be the next king. I promise,"
Nico's heart almost stopped. He just stood there stuttering. "w-wh.. what do….."
Dylan glanced at him with a slight frown.
"Dylan it was not me….."
The rogue did not talk again, they started to attack Dylan one by one. His beloved shifted into his huge wolf form. A majestic blond wolf stood there fighting the smaller rogues.
They were overpowered by him with ease. the fight seemed very ferocious.
But Nico's mind was elsewhere. 'Someone is trying to frame me. Fuck! They mediated this attack and are trying to fucking get us killed….' He glanced at the pack members close by.
He hurriedly started to drag a few of them back to the pack house.
Just a few steps into the porch he felt the presence of two other rogue wolves. They were right by the stairwell and were about to go up.
He hurriedly rushed up and grabbed that man. The wolves did not bother at all. They did not even lay a hand on him.