“Luna we can’t do that!” One of the guards says looking at me.
“For the good of this pack! And for the good of our Alpha… I’m afraid you’ll have to.” She looks at me, with tears in her eyes. She grabs my hands softly and pulls me close.
She places her forehead against mine and sighs melancholic.
“If I could change our fates, I would my dear. Oh believe me I would. I love my son… but I have known you since the day you were born. You are not just another pack member. you’re like a daughter to me. I
know Carrie would be so proud of you! Just like Becky and I are proud of you.” She hugs me tight. I could feel her tears wet my shoulder as I try and contain my own tears.
“Now! What’s the plan? Because we are going with you and we’re not taking a no for an answer. Right
boys?” She looks back towards the guards and they nod their heads in unison.
“Wait! Are you saying we get to go along after all? Yes!” One of the guards gestures happily. Fist
bumping the air as another one rolls his eyes at him!
“Luna you do realize that if we go against Alpha’s orders, he will kill us himself for this right?” The
guard that rolled his eyes says.
“Look guys… I can assure you that things will work out just fine. I will make sure that he doesn’t hurt you and that he knows I ordered you to let me out. But the bottom line is Blake could be in serious danger
out there he needs us. So! Who’s with me?” I glance between them. One by one they glance at each
other and smile.
“Fuck yeah! Let’s do this.” The younger one replied.
We make our way down the stairs. But we halt as we come near the entrance to our pack house.
Every member… from the age of 18 and over men and women stand hand in hand. All dressed in
combat gear ready to battle.
“Sel. I thought you said Blake kept this secret?” Christy whispered in my ear.
“I uhm, so did I!” I respond.
“Luna!?” A young warrior yells as she stands in front of the pack. She walks swiftly close to me as my eyes widened and my mouth gawked open.
“We’re ready to fight by your side! And we won’t take no for an answer.”
My eyes tearing up as I cover my mouth. “Guys I can’t let you do this! It’s too risky. You all need to go back home! Please? go home!” I say out loud and I hear many growls from our pack members.
“We won’t take no for an answer Luna! We will stand with you! And we will help to protect our Alpha…
just like he has done everything to protect us!”
Emily makes her way, holding a wrapped item in a red and blue flannel cloth. I glance as she comes close.
“What is this?” I say as she places it before me.
“Luna! I got this from one of the warriors that left with our Alpha. He was the one who told me if you managed to get out, to get help and give you this. I think you will need it.”
I unwrapped the fabric and immediately got excited to see the glow of my beautiful baby. In the wrapped cloth, inside, stood my katana. I smiled at her grabbed it and stood before them as they all cheered.
I glanced at Christy who held her hand out and helped me up unto the deck. Our pack went silent, waiting for me to speak.
“I want to thank all of you for being here with me. Most of you are already aware that our Alpha has gone off to rescue my brother Ty. He was taken by our former pack member Jazmin Tanner. But, I am afraid that our alpha is in greater danger than he anticipated. As part of this pack and as a fellow warrior, I ask each and every one of you willing to fight to stand with me. I don’t know the outcome of
this war, but I do know that the Primord Pack ALWAYS STICKS TOGETHER. SO!!! Without wasting any more precious time…. who will stand and go forth to fight with me. and protect our alpha?” I yelled
my heart out. Tears running down my cheeks.
The crowd erupting together in cheer. My heart felt mixed as frustration to find Blake safe and my brother alive perturbed my thoughts.
‘Primords- Primords- Primords!’
The pack erupted in unison as I glanced between them yelling our pack name. I had never felt so proud and thankful for this pack.
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Tyler’s Glory
Third Person POV
Tyler hung his head. His wounds were now completely healed. Though the shackles on his arms still held the sting from the tight grasp on his arms, the wound around his wrists unwilling to heal completely. He was tired and sore from being in this position. It had been over twenty four hours since he was brought here.
His stomach grumbled and his throat felt dry and raspy. Just thinking about food made him salivate, giving his stomach churned from the bitter taste of his own mouth. He had been here for over a day after all.
‘Damn it Blake! Where the fuck are you? I bet you went to your grandpa’s house first before coming to my damn rescue.’ He thought to himself smiling. A small, barely noticeable smirk in his face.
The door creaked open. Entering Tasha with a tray with a plate of food for him. She smirked as she stepped closer, placing the tray by the table on the right side of him.
“Hope you’re hungry! I made you a little bit of oats and berries, with toast and coffee. I’m not that good at cooking but I try!” She ranted away as if the situation he was in was completely normal.
He stared at her eyes, noticing they were completely dilated, he realized she was still under the manipulation spell. He had to somehow get her out of it. If he could just remember what Blake had told him. How the hell do you undo a manipulation spell on a werewolf?