KARINA
Run
Don't look back.
Just keep running.
You're just an omega with noble blood, they won't chase you.
Don't look back.
Save our pack.
His words echoed in my head as I kept running away from the screams of the people that used to be my enemies.
As the fire of madness enveloped the beauty of my city, my prison, my home, tears streamed down my face as if my own heart is being shattered and confuse to which emotion it should focus on.
Barefooted I tried my best to escape. As I felt every piece of my being, snapped and torn with each member dying from the creatures who shouldn't be identified as werewolves - though they are - I endured.
I had to.
They came bearing gifts of good will, only they needed the night to fall before they showed their true nature. A rabid animal out to kill. They came destroying houses, stumping their paws on our pups, raping our she wolves and killing our men, slowly and with excruciating pain.
And I felt it all.
I was only able to escape because my lowly place in the pack made them ignore my mere presence.
I ran from the pack that kept on calling for their alpha, seeking justice and hoping for the goddess to show them mercy. To ease their slow deaths, only that nothing came. Only cries and desperation filled the air, but there was no quick death.
Every part of me wishes to snap and turn into my wolf, Summer, but even if I do and use what remains of my strength, I cannot avenge my fallen pack. Even in the days of my suffering under their responsible hands, I cared. A part of me will always have a connection to them and to each pain they have caused me, I know that they felt it too. They just didn't care.
I waited for the howl, to reach the end of our land and live. The sea of white rose swayed as the evening breeze flows, soon it will become a sea of blood. This place will be known for the massacre that occurred here.
The howl came and an excruciating pain caused me to buckle down and cry out in agony. That was my sign - my escape.
Leaving the Blackarcher's has been a dream, but it never occurred to me that this is the way it would happen.
With one final look, I went ahead and kept running to the unknown land within Clantis.
One of them caught your scent, you have to run. I can still feel Solstice. He won't make it if we stay here. The separation is causing him more pain than what's happening within the pack.
Summer spoke in my head in worry and I can feel her getting anxious. We were never trained to fight, and in the last fifteen years, all we've been able to do as a werewolf, was to run and be hunted. I know her fear, as I have it too. Now that we've entered a territory thats unknown to us, the heaviness inside our heart, only grows big.
I kept walking deep in the woods and breathing as much as I could. My senses are in haywire and I could no longer hear the screams of the my old pack. Are they all dead?
Did the goddess really abandon them?
Am I the only one who survived?
It felt so unfair and I couldn't help it.
All I could manage to see was darkness, I didn't recognize this parts of the forest so I didn't know which way to go. I kept walking and running until I stumbled and fell on a muddy ground. Something pierces through my thin legs which made me whimper in pain.
An agonizing pain that caused me darkness. I couldn't stay awake. Even with the moon glistening above me, I can't seem to stop myself from drifting away.
How many times have I've been in this type of situation and still there was no goddess who came to my rescue. I've seen her answer prayers and how she granted blessing to those who were part of the pack. But why can't she do the same for me? I've cried so many times for her to see me. For her to save me or at least grant me what every she wolf would wish for their lifer. A mate.
But I guess I don't deserve that too.
I let the darkness consume me. Maybe... just maybe.
I was meant to die all along.
RHAIEL
"Alpha, she's alive. Just unconscious."
Brimson, my beta reported as soon as we spotted the rogue that dared to enter our territory without permission. Every lone wolf in town knows that I'm a reasonable alpha, I would allow you to cross my lands for as long as you ask for it nicely and with reason, unlike other alpha who would kill anyone who comes unannounced.
As soon as we got a whiff of her unknown scent, all of my men searched our whole land to check every inch, not allowing a single wolf to escape the place without judgement.
It has been our practice for so many years now which has made this pack one of the strongest and the wisest. We keep our own and we protect everyone.
"Bring her to the infirmary. Run her background and see if any pack is looking for her. She looks malnourished and..." I took another glance at her lifeless body and purple bruises covering her arms and legs. "Beaten. Make sure to keep this silent. Report to me once you learn something"
Brimson nods his head understanding what was running inside my head. With all the random attacks happening to different small packs within the country, we've doubled our security and installed traps all over the land.
"Alpha, news came from one of our assets." Sean, one of the delta's approaches me and hands me his phone. One of our human assets gave her usual report and it looks like another pack has been attacked, no news of survival only that it was bloodshed.
"Another pack, gone and massacred." I was more pissed with the news we just received than the rogue that was able to infiltrate our land despite the heavy security.
Whoever is responible to these random attack will pay and if they so much as touch the lands that I own and protect, I'll hunt them down.
"They're moving fast. Clantis is not that small." Brimson goes to my side to speak to me his concern. "Just weeks ago their attacking packs from Danville, now they are here."
There was worry in his voice, and its not because of how fast this pack is moving from place to place. Its how they are able to do it undetected. I've placed as many assets as I could in every state, city and town in Clantis and though some humans would hate us for coexisting with them, in the years that we've spent with them and proving to them that we are not their enemies, they've accepted and lived peacefully with our people.
Our spies are mostly humans and in exchange for their loyalty, we provide them services that could make their daily lives easy and secured.
Many of my own men are trained to kill and shred anyone who threatens the pack. May it be a human or something else that lurks in the dark, they are wired to make the wisest decision.
"Double the perimeter run and make sure that every corner is turned and secured. Report anything thats malicious and warn the pack to be vigilant. No more midnight run going to town, especially the pups"
Brimson knows exactly who I meant and he mind linked everyone with my instructions and seconds after that, we were all running back to the pack house with our little rogue still looking lifeless.
I took a minute to get a good look of her and for some reason I could sense something in her thats different and not quite like any other rogue. Her wolf is familiar. I just don't know how.
'Protect her'
Primux finally speaks.
My wolf who is always so silent and reserved spoke in a sight of another she wolf. Weirdest thing is he wants to protect her.
'Why?' I asked.
'She's family. Protect her'
'Family?'
'Trust me!'
After what Primux said, he goes silent again and leaves me confused.
Brimson sensed my irritation so he immediately ordered everyone to go back to their duties and to deliver the girl to the infirmary.
"What's wrong? Everyone can sense your irritation. Its driving the pack mad." Brimson talks to me in a manner thats no longer my beta but a friend.
"Its Primux."
After hearing my wolfs name, Brimson's expression changes and he immediately understood my discomfort.