"How close are they?" Jett asked. His black fur blended in with the shadows of the trees. Even in the daytime, this forest was dark and easy to get lost in. Fog loved to cover the town that the forest surrounded as well.
"Just heard word from the Noble Pack," one of his warrior's told him. "They just left their territory, entering ours. They're requesting permission to enter our territory to continue their chase."
"Tell any of our allying packs that they are free to come to help," Jett told his warrior. As long as they were able to catch their enemies, he didn't care about his neighbor's giving him a visit.
Hunters had decided to show their ugly faces this time. Werewolf hunters were brutal. It didn't matter that they were humans. They were skilled enough to take on plenty of supernatural creatures easily. For most of them, it was their passion.
And you would think they would use their skills on the one's who were actually harming people.
"It's weird that they'd come to our territory after Nir's," Alex mentioned. His Beta wasn't close to him, but anyone in the pack could mind link with him as long as they were within the territory. "I would have thought they traveled through the East or West packs."
"They could have gone into the East without us knowing," Blake's voice popped up. He was Jett's Delta of the pack. But he wasn't anywhere near them either. Jett had ordered him to guard the packhouse. They needed to keep the innocent protected.
"There's no way the Reverence Pack would have just let them pass," Jett said. As much as they were all on high alert for these enemies, he wasn't worried about them as much as other times. They probably thought that there was only going to be one pack that they had to destroy, maybe two.
Nope.
Four packs lived in these woods. And Jett was sure that none of them were going to be happy with their new guests.
But Alex was right. It was strange that they would go from the Noble Pack to theirs. The Noble Pack was the north one, known for their calm, watchful demeanors. From what Jett had heard, they had picked up on these hunters being here before they could sneak up on them.
But Jett's pack was the south one. And, since the city was in the center, it was strange that they wouldn't try going around into the other territories as well.
"Just notified the Dynamic Pack," Manny, his gamma, came back from over their territory lines. Jett could feel him entering just as he linked with all of them. "They're preparing their defenses if the hunter's venture west."
"They haven't been in their territory at all?" Jett asked. Something wasn't adding up here.
"I was the first one to warn them about it. It seemed like Alpha Nir's being stretched a little too thin."
"That must mean they were by the Reverence Pack," Alex said. "It's the only way they would be able to get onto our side without anyone else seeing them."
"Why wouldn't they notify us, though?" Blake asked.
"Because they hate talking to everyone."
"Not when it comes to something as important as this," Manny said. As the gamma, he was a great diplomat for them. While Jett mainly talked to the Alpha's of the neighboring packs, Manny made friends with many of their neighbors.
The Reverence Pack wasn't a group that he could talk to easily. It would be difficult trying to get a message out to them at the moment.
The click of a hunting rifle snapped him out of his planning. He could smell the silver bullets before they whizzed past him. As much as the BlackCreek forest was their home, one could never memorize the landscape. The fog that surrounded the land was thick, and seemed eternal. And the trees seemed to be forever changing as the years went by. The main method that the wolves were able to sneak by were through their sense of smell and their hearing. For the fog liked to play tricks on the mind.
"Shit," he heard the man mutter to himself. "It's another Alpha."
Oh, these guys had no idea what they had gotten themselves into.
A growl escaped him as soon as he laid eyes on the man. He made his movements hasty and jumped on him before he could even think about shooting that gun again. The first thing he sank his teeth into was the man's arm. He screamed underneath him as Jett used his weight to pin him to the ground.
He didn't want to kill him. At least, not yet. The plan was to catch all the hunters alive if they could. They had ventured into two pack territories, causing nothing but havoc. And Jett was sure that Alpha Nir would want justice for his fallen warriors.
"Careful Jett," Alex warned. He looked up from the terrified hunter to see the short-haired wolf that was his beta. It seemed like he had finally met up with him. "More are coming."
"How many?" he growled again. He had to say, these hunters sure did come in numbers. With all the reports coming in, it seemed like a whole town had lost their minds.
"A group of ten," Alex said. He crouched low to hide in the shadows, just in case something snuck up on them. "They just got two more warriors from Nir's pack."
Shit. That pack had gotten hit hard by these bastards. He knew just how strong those warriors were too. He fought alongside many of them.
Maybe he had gotten a little too cocky. It seemed like these guys weren't average, everyday dumbasses who thought that it would look cool to have a werewolf pelt on their floor.
"Get the fuck off me, you beast!" the hunter screamed. He was bleeding pretty badly from his arm. His face showed nothing but hatred as he stared at him.
Screw keeping them alive. This was too dangerous to be trying to be civil. Jett sank his teeth into the man's neck. The only sound that was made was a gurgling as the blood poured out. He clamped down on the bone and broke it. At least this way the man wouldn't have a slow death.
"We need to keep moving," Jett got off from the man and looked at his beta. Those blue eyes glowed in the darkness. "If our warriors haven't seen them yet, then they must be trying to sneak up on us."
"Do you need Manny and I to come?" Blake asked.
"No," Jett told him. "I need you two to keep guard of the packhouse. Bring everyone inside until I say so."
The last thing that he wanted was for them to get their hands on one of the omegas. Those hunters were evil. They didn't see a being that was pure of heart, with no blood on their hands. All they saw was the wolf that they could change into. And that was bad no matter how good their soul was. It worried Jett. Because he knew that they wouldn't stand a chance against their torture methods.Alex followed him through the thick trees in silence. They didn't have time to sit around and talk. They needed to find their enemies as soon as possible. Eventually, Jett split off from him to scan another area. They were both the best fighters in the pack. He wasn't worried about Alex getting hurt too much. If anything, the man would just use it as an excuse to get some attention from the male nurses at home.The fog of the forest made it difficult for even him to see through. For humans, they were left as blind as a bat when they hiked in there. Jett could at least make out trees and shadows. But
Alex was the first wolf they caught up to. He was surprised to see their neighbor warriors. He wouldn't complain, though. It was always good to have help in situations like these. Jett just thought they'd see Nir's warriors first. Even the Dynamic Pack seemed to be wanting to take action. Yet the ones who came first were the ones they least expected.He couldn't help but be impressed by their fighting skills. The group fought so well together. It was as if they were all the same body, just different limbs. As time went on, and the day turned into night, even Jett's warriors had taken a liking to them. It was always best to fight as a group. With all the warriors from the other packs coming to aid them, the last of the hunters were easy pickings.They weren't keeping any alive. Jett would have to apologize to Alpha Nir later, but it was too dangerous to try and capture these murderers. They ran the rest of the day, scouring the forest for their enemies. Even though the Reverence warrio
Honor. Loyalty. Control.Those were the three words to live by in the Reverence Pack. Those three words were what he was taught since he was an infant."There are some amazing things that people have been able to do, Shiro," his grandfather told him. "The mind is the strongest weapon, no matter what being you are. If you can learn to control your mind, you gain control over your situation."The man had taught him a lot. Even before he was able to shift. There wasn't a single lesson he taught that Shiro forgot. His words of wisdom were all that he had left of him."You look perfect, Master Shiro," his servant looked at him through the mirror that he stood in front of. The omega smiled kindly at him. "Elder Munni would have been proud.""Thank you, Nikita," he smiled back. He was the best servant Shiro could ever ask for, and had been caring for him since he was too young to walk.Today was going to be an important day. It was the first time that he would be officially introduced to the
BlackCreek City was small, yet big at the same time. The forest it was named after surrounded the busy city, making it beautiful with all the greenery that it grew. It was a peaceful place for both werewolves and humans alike. It took a lot to get it this way, where everyone lived in harmony. But happiness is never achieved without facing hardships as well.At least, that's what he was taught."Now, before we get there," his father sat up straighter and started to straighten out his clothes. "Tell me about what you have studied of the Alphas. I don't want you going in there without having the proper knowledge.""Alpha Nir is of the Noble Pack," Shiro started. "Calm and collected, he is known as an understanding leader and peacemaker. Alpha Roger of the Dynamic Pack is known for his bold points of view and loves telling things frankly. He despises being ran in circles with words.""And the final pack?" his father pushed. They were approaching the community center, where all the Alphas
So, he wasn't just a warrior after all. Jett knew there was something different about him from the moment he saw him. Why Sakdah decided to keep him a secret until now was beyond him, though. The alpha was short in size, yes, but it was easy to tell his strength just by how the man stood, and the look in his eyes."You two met?" Alpha Sakdah questioned. He was a lot taller than his son. He knew the man to be quite a pain in meetings. He only liked to talk about his pack, and that was only when he needed something. But that was the only time that Jett really saw him. The Reverence Pack kept to themselves, even when they were going to school in the same place as them. The children kept to each other and rarely befriended anyone other than the ones that were in their pack."He and his warriors aided me in our attack on the hunters when they came to my territory," Jett explained. He wanted to keep looking at those dark eyes, but they had started to avoid him for some reason. They were sof
"Modesty. Humility," his grandfather said. "These were the words that shaped how a good leader should act. Not just in how they dressed, but through what they said as well. And a leader that is not humble can never truly understand what their people are going through. You cannot change this pack for the better if you do not understand the issues that the people are going through.""But what about bravery and respect?" Shiro asked. He loved these lessons, but sometimes they didn't make sense."Those are important traits to have, Shiro," his grandfather smiled at him. The wrinkles made his smile spread over his whole face. "But you must remember that it takes bravery to be humble. Modesty is a sign of respect."Shiro wished that he didn't remember so vividly sometimes. Being able to remember someone who he could not see any longer gave him a pain that had not dulled since he was thirteen.But he had to remember. For memories of a person was what kept them alive. And his grandfather woul
"Why do I have to go with you?" Alex whined. His face was smushed against his fist as he rested it on the armrest in his car."Because I need someone to keep me sane while I wait for him," Jett said. His best friend provided some much needed comedy for the day. Jett had been up to his elbows in work as the pack raised its defense around their territory. So far there was no sign of any of the hunters' friends. So, either they wiped out an entire town of them, like he had thought before, or their friends were just waiting for the right time to strike.It had been two days since they came. Jett wasn't going to put his guard down that easily. He knew plenty well just what the Noble Pack had to go through. They were actually planning funeral services for their warriors next week. Nir had invited him personally to it."I hate driving up here," Alex said. For a big muscly dude, he loved to pout. It looked hilarious on him. Like a giant lap dog upset that he couldn't go outside and play."It'
"Why was he following us?" Geo mind linked with him."I'll explain later," he told his beta. He didn't know the full reason why he had been tailing him so far away from their territory. He just had a hunch that he'd rather not focus on at the moment.All it would take is one slip of the mind and he could catch onto their bond. Shiro couldn't have that. That would only cause more problems. Problems that could potentially ruin his future. While the Spirit of the Moon might be mad at him for going against nature at the moment, he could take her punishments for it. It wouldn't be for too much longer.And he had been training his whole life for this.He was glad that Geo didn't try to press him. He must have known that something had happened yesterday. Shiro would thank him for his patience later. Right now, they brought his car back to the pack house. They never took his car where they were going."This place is always so beautiful," Tammy looked out the car window at their home. "I wish
"Why is it so cold in here?" Shiro shivered, sinking into the covers more."Because that's the only way that you'll let me hold you," Jett chuckled, pulling him closer. They had been practically living in that bed the whole week. Shiro wasn't used to laying around all day. It made him restless, which made him not being able to leave the apartment all the more frustrating.Jett did keep good company, though. He always seemed to know when something was wrong, or when he was upset. They had talked a lot that week they had been together. It was mainly about things like their past and their family and friends."I'm too used to having a whole bed to myself," Shiro huffed, giving in to the man who was holding him tightly. "I like to sprawl.""Then sprawl on me," Jett pet his hair. He loved when he did it. It was a relaxing feeling. "I don't mind.""It's not the same," he complained grumpily."You're really cute when you act grumpy like this," Jett laughed."No, I'm not," he frowned. He hated
Sleeping was so nice. He never had to deal with his father yelling at him when he was asleep, or all the worries that he had about Shiro as well as the rest of the pack problems. He didn't have to deal with hiding himself from everyone. He could simply be himself in the black pitch void that was his slumber. Sometime, when he was angry and couldn't find a way to get it to go away, he'd just sleep. Was he really getting rid of the problem? No. It would still be in the back of his head. But that was how life was. That was how his life was at least. Sleeping was just a better alternative to punching someone in the face.Having a completely soundproof room, with curtains that could block out the sun as well as the heat, he could sleep for days in that room of his. It was his cave and his safe place. And he needed it the most right then.How on earth did Shiro contain the symptoms of the curse? He was only half way through the month and it was already eating him up. He supposed it was karm
He woke up calmly. It didn't feel like he needed to do anything. He was merely hungry. That was always a good reason to wake up. But his body didn't want to get up. It wanted to stay in the comfort of the bed he was in. If it weren't for his stomach screaming at him, he may have laid their a little longer. He enjoyed the snug feeling that it gave him. It was as if he had gotten tucked in. Hiroko used to do that for a while, after his grandfather passed away. The small action helped sooth him in many ways.When he finally opened his eyes, he slowly began to take in his surroundings. He was in Hiroko's apartment. The one that she had always used whenever her cycle for the curse came. She had prepared it for him before her departure. She would help with the Luna duties until the day before Shiro was supposed to come back, as she had another trip that father wished for her to go on. But her apartment was stocked with everything that one would need when they underwent something like this.
He couldn't believe this. Jett hadn't even known that this was a way in which you could bypass this stupid curse. It raised more questions on top of the ones thjey already had. How many people did this? How did they figure this out? Why on earth was this pack trying to bypass this curse?Well, historically, every pack had tried to find a workaround to it when they first got it. They had worked with witches, demons, just about every magical being. Nothing worked. If anything, it made things worse for a while. This trick must have been something that only the Reverence Pack figured out. But he couldn't imagine mates letting the other go through so much pain alone. Just the thought of it made him hurt."Don't do anything stupid, Jett," Alex told him. "This could be life threatening.""I'm aware," he told his second. Alex always got worried about him when he got in this mood. "I just need to find him.""You want me to try and get the warriors to help?""No," Jett parked the car on the sid
"And you guys didn't find anything?" Alex asked over the phone. He was talking to the member of the Dynamic pack that had been assigned this case."They had all but disappeared the past three days," he said. "And the night that you were talking about was so dark, we couldn't catch a whiff of anything."Alex sighed. For the past four days they had been doing nothing but trying to find clues about what was going on in that pack. The first day of Summer had come and gone as if nothing was happening. But there had to be something going on.Because why would they all have disappeared from the city? Why would Shiro's ceremony get canceled? And the fact that Geo wasn't texting him as much was only putting him more on edge about the situation. He didn't like this one bit.And here he thought that he would only have to wait two weeks. Alex huffed a laugh. He was never lucky when it came to a mate, he shouldn't have been surprised. It just hurt that Geo wasn't even talking to him. And he was on
He was on cloud nine. Even with all the work that he did in his office, the kind that would bore him to tears but always needed to get done anyway, he could close his eyes and still be right back in that part of the forest.That laughter. It was addicting. He had never heard something so purely joyful in his entire life. The man was amazing like that. It had taken him a little to get the real him out of the serious man that he had been, but once he did, he could tell why so many people still remembered him to this day. Even the way that he talked changed. Instead of always being respectful, or speaking like he was a royal prince, he talked like he was actually from this time and not the 1800s or something.He also couldn't get over how easily he disappeared in that fog. He could hide in it and Jett wouldn't have a clue as to where he was. Then he would spring out of thin air and pounce on him. He had no clue just how happy the man could be just by doing that. It was as if Jett had bro
He was still living in that moment. The one where they played in the woods and laughed until their stomachs hurt. He didn't even know what they were laughing about, but it made him happy every time he thought back to it. He couldn't even be annoyed with how much extra work he had been given or the fact that he still had not heard from his father about important matters. None of that seemed to matter to him as much at the moment.The rest of his pack seemed to notice his smile and relaxed demeanor. When they asked him about it, he merely told them that he was given a day of rest in which he could meditate. They believed him, for they hadn't gone a day without seeing him working on something. He made sure that Geo had his rest, as well as all of his council members. Jin was the one who worked quite a lot. It was difficult getting him to rest. But Shiro knew that he had a reason. He had to help his father and battle his own issues that he was going through. Sometimes, work helps with tha
He didn't think he was cut out for all the mate stuff. It felt amazing having his touch lull him to sleep, and what had happened the night before will be etched into his mind forever. He was sure that his mind would use it as ammo whenever it tried to rebel against him again. His scent was lovely, and soothed him to the very core. It was an earthy smell that reminded him of times when he would roll in the dirt when he had first transformed into a wolf. He always seemed to bring out that part of him: the child that he had pushed down a long time ago.+But now he didn't think he was cut out for this because of one thing:He was stuck.Why did the Valor Pack have to be the strongest? Why did those strong arms have to hold onto him so tightly? He was thinking about trying to be polite and making him something to eat for when he woke up, but that didn't seem to really work out. Every time he moved in the slightest, those heavenly arms would pull him closer. He was glad that he could heal s
Shiro: I can't leave my territory right now. But I can talk over the phone.Jett: Not good enough, Prince. This has to be in person.Shiro: Where do you want to meet?Jett: How about that shed of yours right by my territory lines? Is that safe enough?He impatiently waited for a reply. Dr. Bailey had told him to get some sleep to get his wounds to heal faster, but he just couldn't. He was restless as his soul threatened to pull him all the way to that man. He needed some answers. But, more importantly, he needed to see him. Because the last time he saw him was when he had those cold eyes. The ones that he had when he was looking at him as if he was an enemy, rather than a mate. That wasn't the real Shiro. And Jett needed to finally see him with that mask of his off.Shiro: That's safe. No one typically goes near that one unless it's for purposes such as when we went to your territory to help with the hunters. I have some chores to do, but I'll meet you there.Jett: Chores? After what