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Previously:

They attacked then.

Derek was frozen watching me with deadly eyes as they bit and clawed at him till he shifted to his human form, looking at me accusingly.

I didn’t care though.

I didn’t care that they treated me like trash.

I didn’t care if they broke ever bone in my body.

I didn’t care that they laughed at me, calling me ‘this is the mighty fucking alpha’.

I didn’t care if Derek never spoke to me again.

I only cared about one thing.

I was going to see her again.

They were taking me straight to their headquarters that we could not track, and I would see her.

I would hold her and kiss her and never let go.

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Today's Song: Is Anybody Out There by Nelly Furtado ft. K'Naan

Chapter 4

Will's POV

Present time

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Please.

I beg to the heavens.

I beg to the moon goddess.

I beg to the good of all humanity.

Please give me the patience to not kill this idiot!

I felt another push from behind me, making me almost fall to the ground.

Turning around, I gave him a dirty look while the stupid wolf just laughed at my expression.

“Oh! Please! Help! The big bad alpha that surrendered is giving me a constipated expression!” he joked, all the fucking idiots laughing with him.

And this is what I must deal with! 9 to 13 rouges taking us, hand cuffed with titanium, to their secret location.

The only thing stopping me from killing each of them with my bare teeth and feet was the thought of HER.

I was so close, and this time I wasn’t going to let anything stop me.

The rouges continued to laugh, pushing me constantly even though I was walking at a reasonable pace for a ‘prisoner’.

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Hearing another grunt as someone fell to the ground, the rouges' laughter bellowed. I cast a quick glance at Derek as he pushed himself off the ground, glaring daggers at me, and his dark hair in disarray.

If someone tried to compare us, they’d say we looked nothing alike. And we didn’t.

Derek was my adopted brother, his mood was cool yet his appearance seemed very dark sometimes. I USED to be the happy one. Not anymore. I didn’t have a reason to be the happy-go-lucky Will.

“Hurry up! We don’t have all day!” one of the rouges yelled, pushing me harder, hard enough to feel his extended claws digging into my back.

The fuck he did!

I felt a deep growl rumbling in my chest, my lip curling.

All their attention was on me, and I realized that I was passing my limit.

I saw the fist coming in almost slow motion, but I didn’t react. I shouldn’t.

If I acted, it would seem pretty suspicious.

My head snapped to the right, his fist coming straight into my cheek, pain exploding as I felt maybe a few bones be crushed from the sudden force.

The pain wasn't what hurt like hell.

It was my alpha side.

My wolf did not like being toyed with or treated like trash or letting any of these rouges disrespect me, and wanted to kill every single rouge here.

Controlling that cannibalistic side was harder than running across the world.

Feeling my body hit the ground with a thug, I opened my eyes, my cuffed hands digging into the forest soil.

My jaw clenched as one of the rouges smirked and the others joined.

"You see boys? The nation's most deadliest pack has the weakest alpha!" he paused to laugh, "That's why our alpha is the strongest. You remember that."

With that, one of the rouges kicked my spin, the sudden pain distracting me, my upper left face aching and pounding with it's swollen roundness.

Why can't I fucking kill them already!

Derek's eyes were emotionless as usual since I had blocked him from talking to me through the pack link.

After he had found out my whole plan of sneaking in their, he had almost turned around to kill me calling me a 'love-struck idiot' and so-forth.

Ignoring his displeased look, I pushed myself off the ground, the rouges surrounding me, as they began pushing me again.

This is for Eva.

This is for Eva.

This is for Eva.

This is for Eva.

That simple sentence kept me from raining hell on these bi*ches.

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After about another 25 minutes of pushing, growls, laughter, and fucked up alpha jokes, one of the rouges spoke up.

"Finally!" One breathed out, and the others agreed.

Idiots.

No, no.

More like life-less idiots with no pack.

My attention was quickly distracted by the large stone wall we had come to.

My guard still up, I listened to the sound of the river nearby, it completely blocked the scent of any wolves that have crossed it.

It explained why we could never sniff any of them out.

Damn those smart life-less idiots with no pack!

"Keep walking!" Another one pushed me forward, what looked like a huge wooden gate coming into view.

I was surprised. I hadn't expected such exactness.

That got me thinking; they must be a large rouge pack since they seem to have been here for a while.

My eyes slowly scanned, trying not to give anything away as the wooden doors were slowly pushed open with what looked like more rouges in ......special coat?

I sniffed the air again as we crossed through the doors, two rouges holding my arms, and I caught that familiar scent.

It smelled like....... wolfs bane.

Wolfs bane was sort of a toxin to our kind, weaked us to a point that we were as defenseless as a human. It was easier to kill us that way.

That explained why the wolves were in protective gear. The large wooden door and inside the stone walls were made of wolfs bane.

From the inside, the door was coated with a special coating to protect whoever touched it from the wolfs bane.

Ha! Now that wasn't smart at all!

What if someone were too want to escape from the inside and get outside? They wouldn't have a problem.

I started examining the camp inside these walls.

I was right. It was huge, and it seemed like it was built like a castle. Colored large stones with cement packed to make a strong large castle almost hidden in the trees that extended up to 50 feet.

There were groups of rouges, all doing some sort of combat, from every age and gender.

It looked more like a war kingdom than anything else.

It was most certainly built long ago.

Most of the wolves paused and watched with curiosity as we walked by, Derek and I surrounded my the rouges like they were the secret service that hated us.

I lowered my head just as we entered the castle like entrance.

Taking deep breathes, I heard a voice that I really wanted to strangle.

It was deep and smoker like as he yelled across the room we entered that looked somewhat like a throne.

"What is this disturbance?" he screeched, as I looked at him in the eye.

He was indeed sitting on what looked like throne, his eyes angry and wide while he looked at the guy that had punched me.

"We caught them running in our territory Alpha," he stated clearly, standing forward.

How badly I wanted to kick him down!

"You have strict orders to kill all intruders!" he said, clenching his fist.

He stepped back a little before continuing, "Yes, I know Alpha. But he's the alpha of the Night Pack. We thought you'd want him alive."

Their alpha, don't know how THAT was an alpha, thought for a second, before motioning to come forward.

Again, these mentally disordered wolves pushed me to their alpha and stepping back slighting so that we were in the alpha's complete view.

"What were you doing on my land?" he asked, standing up and walking towards us, his hands folded behind his back.

This is fucking ridiculous!

He was dressed like a king!

"HELLO!" he yelled, my eyes dragging from his cloths to his face.

He was standing in front of me, almost 7" shorter than me.

"We did not know it was your land. We were simply running through the forest to plan the location of our camp, but since this area is taken, we will find another," Derek replied smoothy.

The idiot, I will not refer to him as an 'Alpha', looked at Derek with narrowed eyes. He seemed to see no lie.

What an idiot, I internally rolled my eyes as I started looking at the idiot dressed as a king.

He turned around and before I knew it, I was pushed to my knees, a dagger held onto my throat.

Fuck!

"I don't think they'll be any use alive," he said, pressing the dagger deeper into my throat.

He opened his mouth to say something as I saw them do the same to Derek, but there was an interference that I would be forever grateful for that saved my life.

"Uncle! I'm home!" I heard a familiar voice, giggle and hiccup, the stench of alcohol coming off in large waves as my eyes landed on the drunk girl with black hair.

Fuck my life!

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OH SNAP!!!!!

This just got personal haha I love Will's internal thoughts, they amuse me haha

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