Chapter 002

... ** Alpha Diego**

*Kyra!*

 She was the first person to cross my mind after the awful realization and just as I took a step towards the exit to go find my mate, a bright light met my sight, and a figure stepped into it. I squint and discovered it was Kyle, beta to the Blackfur pack; his presence impulsively caused me to pause.

I stared at Kyle who bore a victory smirk on his face as he held out a sword at me, his steps bold as he made his way to where I was. My wolf was starting to get into a fight mode but I was quick to control him. Until I have Kyra under my protection, until I am sure she is perfectly fine; I didn't want to bring my wolf to an uncontrollable state.

I turned and headed in another direction but a pause jammed me again when a Blackfur warrior stepped in front of me. Not ready to give up, I turned the other way but the path was already covered by another warrior, I made a quick circular motion with my eyes and realized that I was surrounded.

Analyzing the situation, I knew I had no choice but to activate my wolf.

"Long time no see, Diego!" Kyle blurted out as he took countable steps towards me.

His steps faltered just as my wolf took control and a resounding growl emanated from my mouth, I could feel the ground lightly shaking by my developing ferociousness, fear ringing out from the hearts of my enemies.

"I know your mind is in so much worry for Kyra.."

The transformation came to an abrupt end just as soon as he made that statement.

Did they take Kyra?

"What did you do to--

I didn't get to complete my question before I felt something circle around my leg, transfixing it in place. I stared down to see my leg trapped into a collar, the chain being held tightly. Almost immediately, another caught my second leg; I staggered slightly, and before I could get my balance, my both hands got collar-tightened too, I struggled to get off but somehow with each push and forced movement; I felt weaker as waves of shock reverberated in my body over and over. 

I didn't know if it was the fact that my mate was in the hand of a pack who now detests her or that the collar used on me was empowered with the extraordinary.

"Where is Kyra?" I managed to growl, as I got even more weakened; the shock getting even worse. My eyes felt lazy.

"What did you do to her you fucking piece of shit!?" I yelled in anger when he said nothing but just kept on smirking at me.

"Do to her?" He scoffed, "I did nothing to her," he said, "yet" he added. "Just like you, I'm also here waiting for her" 

His response seemed to get me more in rage, knowing that my pack was being destroyed by every second I spent here; ravaged my system with anger. Knowing that my mate was probably a captive in the camp of my enemies, fueled my anger even more.

Suddenly, the rage became even greater than my weakness; although I still hung loosely by the chains; I felt my strength mustering up. 

I pulled it all in one piece, ready to unleash it at once when a scent hit me, at a second sniff; my mind drifted.

Kyra!

I traced and swung my head towards the scent and I found Kyra walking up to me. Something fueled up in me and despite the relieved happy look I flashed in her direction; I got a cold one in return. 

"Kyra--

The word got caught up in my throat when my gaze landed on the Syria sword in her hold, it was heavy for her so she dragged it along with her. I stared at her face, her cold stoic expression remaining.

Something clicked in my head but I vehemently refused to rhyme with it, to believe it.

There was no way Kyra would--

When she stopped in front of me, she didn't seem to be the Kyra I know. The one I had been ready to mate. 

Her face was expressionless, almost heartless and I could feel anger exuding from her and directed at me. Still, I refused to believe my mind when it gave me an idea of what was happening or about to happen.

"Kyra.." I called slowly, "what are you doing with--

Heavy laughter occupied the atmosphere.

"Is that fear I see?" Kyle stepped in beside her, "why? Are you scared already knowing that your life is about to be cut short by a human?"

My gaze was unshaken on Kyra, her once expressionless look now had a flash of something I would call regret but it disappeared almost immediately and the ruthless one came.

"Kyra, tell me it's not--

"It's true!" She snapped at me, her voice cold. So cold I felt the hair on my skin rise slightly. Her face was hard and her palm grippy on the sword head. 

"I told them everything you told me about the sword. I decided to redeem my pack." As she spoke, I noticed she dart her gaze away from me directly. 

My heartbeat skipped, "Kyra, no--

"What are you waiting for?" Kyle turned to her, "do it, Luna" 

"Luna?" My brows narrowed, "but you are my mate--

"No. I never made any plan to become your mate, Diego. It was all an act. It was an act to redeem my pack which you almost completely destroyed!"

My heart was crushed at that, despite her words, my shattered heart still refused to believe her; to believe what was happening. 

"I-I don't believe you."

"You don't have to" her response was fluent. "But it's over, Diego. I'm my pack's Luna and I must fight for them." 

"What about me? You said you loved me, you promised to never leave or betray me, Kyra. You vowed to become my mate and remain by my side. You made--

"Enough!" Her cries rung out, leaving me stunned. Unwanted tears stung the corners of my eyes. 

"Nothing you say will make me change my mind" as she spoke, she refused to look at me. 

"Luna--

"Quiet!" She said to Kyle. "Trust me, He's completely helpless now, let me do my job as I want to." 

I stared at her, a tear falling from my eye. I was halfway through my transformation, and due to how weak I was somehow; that was the best my wolf could do. In a moment the shock became wild, releasing heavy groans from my mouth and suddenly I crouched on my knees. My whole body was in pain.

I managed to stare at Kyra's face and her expression spelled out my helplessness to me. I gave her a pleading look and in response, she began pulling out the sword from its confined sheath. My eyes lazily widen, my ears easily catching the screams of my members being slaughtered; our hard work being destroyed. I shut my eyes tightly, letting the tears pour out for a moment as guilt enveloped me.

Anger surged through my system as I stared at Kyra again, with the death glare in my eyes I could see her shivering lightly in fear.

"Do it, Kyra!" They began chanting, seeing the reverberating shock no longer having that massive effect on me. 

Kyra lifted the sword with both hands, groaning lightly while shaking in fear and something else that I couldn't explain.

"Grrrrr--" my growl hung in my throat as the blade tore from my chest, into my heart, and then out of it. Tears hung in my eye corners as I stared at Kyra, she had a grimace that spelled something I hated to think of, her palm gripping the head of the sword. Meeting my gaze, she suddenly let it go and moved away from me. 

"Ky--Kyr-- ahh!" The pain tore through my entire system, causing a massive shock to me both emotionally and physically. 

I tried to look at Kyra, even in my state I still wanted to look at her; to search in her eyes for a truth I wished, but doubted would be there. I was too weak to even glance at her.

I didn't know which one hurts more; her betrayal or the fact that I had the Syria sword stuck in my heart? I couldn't fathom it.

I heard wicked laughter and words of pleas from Kyra then a shriek and immediately, she dropped dead at my feet. 

They had killed her! Betrayed her the same way she betrayed me!

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