~Zahara~ We have been running for a while now, through the brush and the trees. I can’t remember ever being this fast before. Aria and I just knew that we had to get to Cory as soon as we could. I can feel his vitality getting weaker by the minute. I try to push my worry out so I can focus on getting where I need to be. I can feel Lennox behind me the entire run and I’m grateful to have such a great friend and Beta. We run out of our territory and into the neutral territory that borders it. I continue to follow my connection to Cory and I can faintly detect his scent in the air. As I run, the scent gets stronger and stronger. I can smell his scent mixed with the metallic scent of blood. Someone hurt Cory and that riles Aria up in a way I have never experienced. Mate is dying. No, Aria. We won’t let him die. We will get to him and we will save him. Aria grunts in response and pushes us further so we can get to him as fast as possible. I see a lump on the groun
The next few days were torture to say the least. Cory’s surgery was successful, but he lost so much blood that he needed a transfusion. Since I am his mate, it is best that the blood comes from me. We are halves of the same soul and because of that, I have the ability to be everything that he needs. He is the same for me so if I ever get into a bad situation, he will be able to help me. Once we find our mates, we are complete. The problem is that Cory is now in a coma. He is not responding to any outside stimuli, but all of his vital signs are strong. The doctor says that Cory will be out for a while, at least until he decides to wake up. His body will take a while to heal since he is wolfless. My blood, ordinarly, would have a major impact on his healing, but since he has no wolf, it may not work the same. I have to believe that my Alpha blood, along with the mate bond, will be more than enough to bring Cory through this. I have been with him everyday, spending most of my t
~Cory~ Sunlight shining on me and the scent of roses in the air. I stretch out and open my eyes. I’m greeted with darkness. Everything around me is black, black and a dank smell. I close my eyes again, willing the sunlight and rose scent to descend upon me, but it doesn’t happen. I open my eyes and stare up. At least, I think I’m staring up. No matter where I look, everything looks the same; black. I replay the last few moments of my life and I remember the pain and the fear. I’m not sure what I did to end up like this, but this is where I am. I replay the blows that my body received and the pain is so real. I look up to the face in front of me, the one who did this to me, but I can’t seem to make out any features. I swear I know who did this to me, but their identity eludes me right now. Well, I guess I have eternity to remember. Besides, what will remembering do for me? My memories switch over to Zahara, my mate. I never believed that I would get a
~Zahara~ Deep breaths, take deep breaths. I repeat this in my mind to calm myself and Aria. All I really want to do right now is sit next to my mate; give him my strength. I do not want to be at this table, eating lunch with the group from Wild Trail. I don’t particularly care for them and I definitely have no interest in Laslo. I hate the fact that his mother is here. I get that she is still performing Luna duties, but something about her rubs me the wrong way. I try to pay attention to the small talk that is going on around me. I join in here and there with one word responses, but I don’t say too much. The doctor told me that I would be informed if there were any changes, but I’d rather just be by Cory’s side. I made sure to scrub myself clean. I didn’t want anyone to catch Cory’s scent on me. Something about his incident doesn’t sit well with me and I’m feeling like I shouldn’t trust this group. I keep feeling Laslo’s eyes on me and it is making m
~Laslo~ She can’t be serious! She is really going to deny me over someone that she has never even met? This makes absolutely no sense to me. I’m here! I’m strong and I’m an Alpha for fucks sake, but here she is denying me. The entire concept of fated mates is ridiculous to me and I found out first hand just how ridiculous it can be. My father was my mother’s fated mate and that got them nowhere. He was a warrior and my mom is of Beta blood. When they met, my mother was ecstatic. She always wanted her fated mate and had been waiting to find him since she became of age. Mom went to a mating ball one year and she found her mate there. She always told me how handsome he was; how much I look like him. They had an amazing time, dancing the night away. Mom was so swept up in it all, that she didn’t consider that anything could be wrong. After the ball, mom said that they went to his room and that is when everything was ruined. My father and mother mated, but when she wo
~Zahara~ I swear my territory seems bigger than it’s ever been, but I know it’s just because I’m so eager for this tour to be over. I want, so badly, for this group to leave so I can go back to Cory. We are back in the packhouse and heading up the stairs for the meeting that we plan to have. I stop dead in my tracks when a feeling flows through me. I can’t quite place it. It felt kind of like fear or anxiousness. I’m not sure nor do I know where it came from. I continue my journey to our meeting room and hope that this meeting is over quickly.✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ Finally we are done and finally I will be free. The meeting was extremely boring, but I’m glad that nothing was signed. There was a lot proposed, but I don’t think we will come to an agreement. We are the better pack out of the two, yet the Wild Trail pack, or I should say the Luna, is expecting us to come up with so much in this treaty. It’s hard to see how we benefit based on her proposals
~Zahara~ I’m finally able to get Cory out of the hospital. I wasn’t sure that it would happen any time soon, but I guess that blood transfusion worked wonders even with Cory having no wolf. I sent some clothes down to Cory while I signed paperwork for his release. I head to his room to find him sitting at the edge of the bed looking nervous. “What’s up?” Cory jumps which makes me guess that he didn’t notice me entering the room. “Oh……uh…..hey. The, uh, the doctor said I could go.” I smile and walk towards him. “It’s just that……I have nowhere to go.” I stifle my laugh. He looks so damn adorable right now, but I don’t want him to think that I’m laughing at him. I sit next to him and turn to face him. “That’s why I’m here.” I reach for his hand and hold it gently in mine. “I came to collect you. Did you think that I would leave you high and dry?” “I….I can stay here?” I wonder why he is so surprised to learn about him staying here.
~Zahara~ The ride back to the packhouse is quiet, each of us seem to be lost in our own thoughts. I’m struggling to keep Aria at bay. She has been on the verge of exploding since Cory told us how his life has been. She is beyond angry and would love nothing more than to run to Wild Tail and rip everyone apart. At this point, I’m in agreement with Aria, but I have to be the level headed one. As hard as it has been to keep Aria in, having Cory in my presence has been slightly helpful. He gives me a sense of calm and peace. When we get to the packhouse, I have people take the bags out of the car to put them into Cory’s room. It is almost time for dinner, but after what happened earlier, I’m not sure if it would be best to eat in the dining room with everyone. Then again, it may be best to make sure that everyone understands that Cory is here to stay and they need to get over it. My thoughts were distracting enough that I didn’t realize that Cory had exited the car an
~Third Person~ Four months have passed quickly, and so much has happened. The Wild Tail pack quickly got over the loss of their known leaders. Everyone wasn’t on board with Cory as Alpha, but no one felt strongly enough to voice their opposition. Cory and Zahara made some changes to how the pack treated others as well as how they went about daily life. Cory’s hope was to have everyone feel welcomed and everyone works together to keep the pack going. Even pack members who are against Cory can’t deny the benefits he was bringing to the pack. Cory and Zahara officially take over the Ash Band pack as well. Things continue to go smoothly there as they had before. Flora decided to stay at the Ash Band pack, there being too many negative memories back home. Flora and Maurice found a few common interests and are rarely without each other. The elders took Frankie because of his crimes against his Alphas. Len and Justin were given the opportunity to do better and o
~Zahara~ Elder Langston had his people take away Margaret and Gunner. He had them get rid of Laslo’s body. There were some wet eyes among the members and a lot of distrusting looks thrown toward Cory. I understand that years-long misinformation can’t be fixed in a matter of minutes, but at some point, they will have to let certain things go. I stay near the stage in case anyone had any questions, but no one is approaching me. Cory is off speaking with Elder Langston while his people take care of the cleanup. This entire situation has been crazy but necessary in the end. There is no way that Cory and I could enjoy our future with any of this hanging over our heads. I hate that Cory had to lose so much, but I will be sure to try to make up for it for the rest of our lives. I notice Lennox sitting in a chair, leaning back, looking up at the sky. He has been quiet since we returned, and I’m not sure what’s going on. I should probably talk to him, but before I
~Cory~ I have to say, as surprised as I am, I'm ecstatic for Cyrus. He is a good guy and has always tried his hardest to do right by my dad and me. I'm glad that he finally gets to have his happiness. As great as all that is, it's time to face the crowd. Zahara and I walk outside so we can address the pack. They were told to meet for an announcement, and it seems that everyone has gathered. It's hard to look out into the crowd. I have known everyone here for some time, and they haven't been the best to me. Some of the pack has treated me indifferently, not really doing anything against me or helping me. Others got their jollies from treating me horribly, and I will never forget that. Zahara and I stand off to the side, surveying the group. Lennox and Elder Langston are standing on the small stage that was put up for this. We are in the back of the packhouse, where there is way more space to fit all of the pack members. We watch Bryn and Cyrus walk by, wea
~Zahara~ Cory is so much stronger than he realizes. He keeps getting thrown curve balls, but he rises above and makes it out the other side. I’m not sure how I would have handled all that Cory has had to deal with. We sorted through the presented evidence, which is all compelling. Elder Langston has gone through it and has alerted the other elders. Everyone now knows what happened to former Alpha Brian Williams, and it’s tragic, to say the least. He picked a woman who he felt would make a good chosen mate. He accepted her son and treated him as his own. The minute he brought in his own son, there was an issue, though. From the information we gathered, it looks like they decided to end the Alpha’s life because of Cory because Cory exists. His existence is a reminder that the Alpha created a child with someone else. The thing about it is that he met his fated mate. The fact that they didn’t immediately choose each other is a testament to his loyalty and se
~Cory~ I’m so so tempted to end him right here and right now. Laslo is passed out, and it would take nothing for me to snap his neck this way or even rip his throat out. A hand into his chest, going for the heart, would work as well. Something in me is telling me that isn’t the way to go, that I need to be better about this. I let Laslo drop to the floor and get some warriors to fit him with silver chains so he can be transported back. Nona is still holding onto my mate, and it's a bit troublesome. I want nothing more than to rip her from Nona and truly show her how much I missed her. It is a struggle to hold myself back at this moment, but I really don’t have much choice. “What are you going to do with him?” Nona is using a whispered voice. A part of me doesn’t understand why she should care, but then again, it makes sense. They were fated mates, and that is something hard to turn off. Yes, they rejected each other, but those feelings can still linger to
~Cory~ Laslo came at me quickly, throwing his fist at my face, but I was able to dodge it. That didn’t deter him, as he threw an elbow back and was able to connect with my ear. We kept going like this; Laslo coming at me and me dodging his attacks. Laslo quickly became angered and shifted into his wolf. I spent some time fighting his wolf in human form, and that seemed to anger him even more. I have never been in a position to fight back or to defend myself before, Laslo always having an advantage over me. Now I know who I was always meant to be, and that isn’t someone who is supposed to be a punching bag. Once I shift into my wolf, things get more interesting. Laslo is coming at me again and again while I try my hardest to cut him off. I want to end him, but I don’t want it to be quick. There is no enjoyment if he isn’t able to fight back a bit. Laslo is fighting back. He continues to swipe at me, and each connection is a new sting. I can feel
~Zahara~ Laslo left the room quickly, and that propelled me to try to get out of these restraints. I have to get myself free before Laslo comes back, or I’m sure that he will try to finish what he started. I don’t know how long he’ll be gone, so time is of the essence. I twist and pull, trying my hardest to loosen up the ropes around my wrists. These ropes seem to be expertly tied. The ropes are as tight as when I first got there. Damn, I wish I had Aria right now. I could be out of this quickly by just extending a claw and slashing the ropes. I shake that thought out of my head and focus on the task at hand. The hallways are filled with the sounds of people crying and screaming. I want to know who’s attacking. Maybe it’s actually my pack; if it is, I know I will be out of here soon. If it isn’t my pack, I need to get free, so I can defend myself if needed, but these damn ropes won’t budge. GRRRRRRR! I can hear screams, ‘stop
~Laslo ~ “We’re under attack.” “FROM WHO?!” I growl out, shaking the cave and causing dust and pebbles to rain on our heads. “I…..I….I’m nnn…nnot sssssssure.” Pathetic! I push past the weak wolf with the intent of seeing what the hell is going on. I turn to Zahara, seeing her bent at the waist and breathing heavily. “We will finish this later.” I head down the hall and watch people running back and forth in front of me. I have no idea who is attacking, but I plan to find out. “Laslo!” I see my mom at the cave entrance, and she looks distraught. “What the hell is going on, mom?” She looks outside the cave, at me, and back again. “It’s Ash Band. They found us.” I growl ferociously, and those around me still look fearful. “Take care of Nona and Zahara. I will handle this; it won’t take long.” I can’t believe that weak fucker actually found me and came out here. What did he expect would happen if we met
Time went by fast but slowly at the same time. I tried to sleep and eat, but the anxiety of what's to come took over. I'm beyond ready to start this because I will have my mate back when it's over. I will be able to breathe again once I get my mate back. I head downstairs and out the door to meet with everyone else. Lennox is waiting for me with Elder Langston, Beta Cyrus, and a bunch of our warriors. We have a plan and are ready to go with it. It will take us about 45 minutes to get to the area of caves. We plan to travel in three groups and come from different angles. The plan is to take the site with as little bloodshed as possible. The only blood I want spilling is Laslo's, and I want to take care of it myself. We divide into groups, and half of us in each group shift into our wolves. The rest of us get on all-terrain vehicles to back us up. They will stop a bit away from the area and pick up anyone who tries to flee. We start to run, and I