Mate

Ava's POV

The next morning, Fernandez and I trained together.

Swords clashing against each other.

"You've gotten better,"  I jeered at him.

"I must say, training with the Queen has definitely rubbed off qualities," he said, grinning and swinging his sword side to side.

He swung his sword to my waistline and I jabbed him in his ribs with my elbow.

"Still not as good as me," I grinned as he held his side in a mocking defeat and suddenly charged toward me.

I missed the slash of his sword by the tiniest chance.

The bloody hell of a friend almost had me wounded.

"Swords up!" Uncle Phil's voice rang out in the field as every person lowered their swords.

I gave Fernandez a hard glare and he smirked. I felt my cheek, what if the bastard had given me a cut?

"I'll so get you," I said through gritted teeth.

He rolled his eyes, the smirk still plastered on his face.

Uncle cleared his throat. "News has come to me that a few members of the blood moon pack have been spotted behind the river bank. It's time we do to those rascals what they did to us all those years back," he said.

"We are done hiding.The crescent pack is fearless enough to take out the blood moon." He added.

At the mention of the blood moon pack, my blood ran hot. The urge to kill went through my head, my hand tightened around the hilt of my sword.

I turned from the pack walking towards the direction of the river.

"Ava," uncle's voice sounded very condescending and it stopped me in my tracks.

I turned to look at him and he saw the raw passion to kill in my eyes.

I was sure he also could see that fire that burnt down our house ten years ago. He felt my pain too, more than anyone.

"We strike at sunset," he said.

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The wind rustled through the tree branches and whistled in the air. The pale orange sky is a reminder of the sun at it horizon.

Stealthily, I and the few warriors of the pack crept through the woods. My sword was stashed at my back.

A wolf was sighted and I could smell him out as a blood moon. Before I could give the signal 'go', Fernandez charged towards the wolf slaughtering it with his sword and its whines and howls echoed through the forest.

"Damn you, Fernandez," I muttered under my breath.

Out of nowhere, blood moon wolves charged towards us from every corner of the woods.

They attacked and the pack followed up with a defense, protecting themselves and their new land.

My wolf was struggling to be released to tear every piece of these barbarians but I kept her in.

In all my years of fighting, I had never transformed. This,u warned me about and I paid heed to.

With my sword unsheathed and in my hand I sprung towards them slashing every bloody blood moon wolf I came across.

Blood dripped from my sword. Blood of fallen wolves. We had executed some of the blood moons, but still a few of the blood moon wolves managed to escape and retreated.

"One down! One down!" I heard Fernandez repeatedly say.

I ran towards the scene and saw a member of the pack with a bad cut on her rib. She was in her wolf form. She whined and howled.

"Take her to the camp now!" I ordered and she was immediately carried away.

Uncle Phil came hurriedly for me. "Are you okay?" He asked.

I nodded. "They'll be back for retaliation," I said looking at the far end of the forest.

"And as long as you still remain in this pack, we'll be ready for them," he replied in a definite tone.

Skye's POV

The moonlight made it way down the forest. It tricky light gesturing on the pane of the roof.

Beta Robin barged into the house panting like he ran a race.

I turned my back from the window, not before noticing the thunder that rumbled in the sky accompanied by a flash of lightning.

"We've been attacked by the crescent pack," he said in one breath. My eyes widened in surprise.

"How?" I questioned. I've heard tales about the crescent and the wars they've won and usually wondered how they got tough, but definitely didn't think they'll be stronger or out best us.

"We went out to take a look over the territory and noticed on the other side of the river, other wolves had moved in."

My brows furrowed in annoyance.

An inferior pack could never defeat the blood moon pack. It was unheard of in centuries.

I had ensured our parts do not cross to avoid another battle between us, but no, they had to prove they were crescents and now, they have stepped on the tail of a blood wolf and will pay.

"Ready the best of the warriors, we attack the crescents tonight," I said in an authoritative voice that has made me alpha of the pack for three years since the passing away of my father.

Robin give a nod and left immediately.

Ava's POV

I could feel it in the air they were coming. The birds in the trees fluttered in the air quickly.

Their smell was stronger with each passing second, but we were ready and in position.

The young and olds of the pack have been kept safe in the cabin with a few warriors guarding it on alert.

All my life I had waited for this day, to retaliate what was done to me, what was taken from me and the time was now.

They came in hard on us. Archers fired into the domain we were and a few of our warriors fell. The pack began shape shift into their form and attack the adversaries.

My wolf was begging free again, but with all sheer power, I held her in attacking all blood moons.

In a blink of an eye, I was flung aside by a pair of strong hands.

The floodgate opened and heaven broke free, sending droplets of hard rain upon the earth.

I heaved as I tried recollecting myself. The rain was clouding my eyes. I felt a sword coming down on my shoulders and I swung mine in defense.

The downpour turned my hair into a tiny wet mess.

I stared into the eyes of this man who had the tenacity and audacity to lay his hands on me.

The swords still clashed against each other, I felt my heartbeat increase as my knees weakened. My wolf danced in delight as she echoed in my head.

I saw his eyes turn crimson red as he let out a rough growl.

"Mate," we said in unison.