Leila's Pov~
Seeing as everything plays before my eyes like a movie. Like a bizarre thing happening. I watched as I was hauled away on the shoulders of Arther, my brother's best friend, and his Beta to a safer place together with the remaining surviving pack members. While leaving my parents and their warriors behind, to face the Lycans alone. Following my father's commands, my brother led the pack to a hidden corner beside a tree trunk. We were covered up from the eyes of people because of the large weeds and tree branches surrounding the area.
Not wanting to leave any clue behind us, we watch in silence from our hidden spot as everything takes place before us.
After my father shouted the word 'Attack' it became a war zone, a bloody one at that. I can feel my breathing heating up. My parents and the pack warriors charge toward the Lycans with force clashing their swords and fists together, creating a terrifying sound. They exchange blows which don't look to me like it's leaving any effect on those monsters. I paid so much attention to observing everything taking place before us.
While my parents together with the silver moon pack warriors are busy fighting with the Lycans. Four huge Lycans stood aside observing the fight in their human form. Taking a closer Look at them l can tell the blood lust and deadly auras emitting from them. They watch the battle with evil grins cast on their faces.
My father slammed the back of the Lycan who was on the verge of strangling one of the warriors with his large hand with his strong fists leaving a brutal scratch on its back. The Lycan turns to face my father as he lets out a loud groan while letting go of the warrior's neck. Not giving him a chance to retaliate my father fires his gun at him right at his chest which felt like hitting a log of wood on a rock. The Lycan slowly walked towards my father who kept firing gunshots at him without stopping.
My Mother, seeing the situation, rushed towards the Lycan, mounted his back and wrapped her already exposed claws around his neck tightly, and bit the back of his neck furiously with her bared canines. Erupting a loud groan from the Lycan.
The Lycan standing together with the other four Lycan seems like the leader frowns deeply and transforms into a huge grey Lycan and surges towards my parents in a flash. My father sensing the coming danger, directed his gun at the grey Lycan and had his gun suspended in the air before breaking It into pieces and subduing him. Just at the same time the other Lycan grabbed my mother by the hair and flung her upside down on the ground. Causing my mother to hiss in pain. My heart went down the drain as l can not help but scream aloud. Arther standing next to me covered my mouth with his palm like he knew that was going to happen.
My brother was ridden with anger that he was pulled to rush out from our hidden spot and dash towards the Lycans and tear them apart but he was held back by the pack members. I watched as my parents were dominated and made to go down on their knees with their hands tied behind them with a wolf's bane. The Silver Moon Pack warriors were beheaded one after the other and none was left alive. Hot tears kept streaming down my eyes.
I watched as the Lycan kept circling my parents while grimacing at his victory. My father could not hide the disgust on his face. On the other hand, my mother kept a calm expression. The grey Lycan said something to my parents that made my father spit at him with a scuff. I could not make out the words the grey Lycan said clearly because of my condition. He went and stood at my mother's back while his hand slowly went up to her neck. My mother didn't fidget but looked on with a calm smile on her face. I couldn't describe the meaning of that smile. But that's not what I am worried about. My parents are about to be murdered before my eyes but I couldn't save them…
Just like a snappy, the Lycan dismantled her head from her neck using his bare hand and claws. I cried in horror as I watched my mother's blood spray up in the air and spread everywhere, including on the Lycan's face. Making him look more terrific and ugly. "Stop looking…" Arther said in a faint voice. While using his body to block the awful scene. But, can that be possible? The strength in me slowly seeped out of me.
The blood that flowed in my brother's veins boiled up from anger, while the lines on his forehead popped up as his wolf eyes glowed red while his folded fist vibrated.
My father growls loudly at the death of his mate. Making the trees and the Meadows shook from the impact. The Lycans smirked at my father's misery and grabbed my mother's head from her hair and raised it to his face, mocking him with a snarl. My father couldn't stop the blood rushing up to his head. He growls furiously as he tries to break free from the chains of the wolf's bane and attack the grey Lycan.
But got his skin burned up. He gnashed his teeth hard and yelled out loud in pain. The Lycans erupted into a dirty laugh as they watched my father wail in pain. My father suddenly lunged forwards with an attack as he transformed into a brown werewolf with his mouth wide open but went still hanging in the air. The grey Lycan penetrates his hand into his chest and digs his heart out. Leaving his heart open in a horrified manner.
The Alpha my father 'Bruno Pentagon' died with his eyes wide open as he fell to the ground with a heavy thud and transformed back to his human form.