Just then, M and Alexia arrived at the packhouse.
They immediately joined the fighting without even shifting. They quickly got to V, who was still trying to make his way to Alpha Van der Meer.
As soon as Alexia and M took their place by V’s side, the Dark Forest warriors moved away, not wanting to fight her.
V saw this as an opportunity for the father and daughter to speak.
Everyone, let’s lead our enemies away from Alpha Arnout and his daughter! GO! Let’s bring them all to Beta Aaron’s area so we can help him fight off the Crescent Moon pack as well! As V and his werewolves rushed off, the Silvercrest Alpha hoped for the best…
Unfortunately, Alexia’s father was not a forgiving man, even if his daughter had done nothing wrong.
Attack them! Alpha Van der Meer mindlinked to his warriors while pointing at Alex and M.
Although some moved away from their Alpha’s daughter and ran off chasing V and his troop, there were still a few left who tried to fight Alexia. They were easily taken care of by M, who still hasn’t shifted, which was truly impressive for a human…
But then, in his rage, the unimpressed father has now focused his attacks on Ma’Heron.
In an attempt to appease his would-be father-in-law, the Silvergate Gamma tried to talk to him while expertly dodging his attacks…
“Alpha, please, listen to me, I understand that you want the best for your pack. That you care for them, but I can assure you, we can fix the problems that you have now. We can look for new partnerships, and make sure that your people are safe and have more than enough to live on!”
Only Alexia heard her father’s roaring response inside her head. We. Don’t. Need. Your. Pity!
Since the older man had now gone into berserk mode, M could only assume that what he said only angered the older Alpha.
Don’t be such an idiot, M, that man will never like you, and the problem is not even you… although that is reason enough…
Lyon, for the love of…
Bro, he doesn’t care about his own daughter, what makes you think that he will prefer to negotiate? Let me merge with you!
He’s her father, Lyon! What am I supposed to do, kill him!? I screwed up enough already. I can’t do that to her!
And for once, Lyon was silent.
Right there and then, M felt his head explode with pain as a solid kick to the side of his face sent him flying a few feet away from his adversary. He would not get up for quite a while.
“MA’HERON! NOOOO!”
The screaming woman blocked her father’s way as he tried to rush towards the fallen Gamma.
“Father, PLEASE, stop fighting him. STOP FIGHTING US! PLEASE!”
How dare you even talk to me!? Arnout bellowed through his pack’s mindlink.
He now focused his attacks on his daughter, who was only using defensive moves. And even through his flurry of attacks with both vicious claws and superhuman strength, he was so surprised that she could still hold him off. For a moment he was perplexed that his own blood could do this despite being…
No, she is just a she-wolf! Female! Her mother wasn’t even strong enough to endure childbirth… And she is her mother’s daughter!
Even in the middle of her showcasing her fighting skill, it seemed nothing she did would ever be enough for her misogynist father. Her body was slashed, repeatedly, mercilessly, and she resisted bravely…
But the one who helped in her birth and the very one who raised her; saw nothing of this now.
Alexia! Leave the battlefield NOW! I order it, as your pack’s leader and as your father!
“No! I caused all of this! The only place where I should be, is here, fighting for what I believe in.”
If you were a boy, I might even be proud. But no, you had to be this… failure, this selfish, soft… daughter! he spat the last word as if it was a curse that was meant to be removed. I was only marrying you off so you could be useful for the pack.
“So, I’m useless just because I don’t have a dick?! Father, I have tried my whole life to satisfy your will, to even stay out of your way! I even agreed to get married to that monster for the sake of the pack and to please you. But I couldn’t find it in my heart to do it, Father. Especially since I found something… someone… I want to fight for…”
I’m ashamed of you for putting yourself first and not caring for the circumstances that you have caused by your disobedience! Well, then you must suffer the consequence of your crime!
Alexia’s human body was already bleeding profusely from the many gashes caused by her sole parent as punishment. But she didn’t want to hurt him, the same way she didn’t want him to hurt her mate, so she stood her ground.
Alex, let me fight with you! I promise I won’t kill him, but let me at least scare him. He doesn’t even deserve to call you daughter!
No, Margay, please, stay calm. I know how to handle him.
You’re hurt. Badly. How is that supposed to be called “handling” Alex?
And while Alexia was distracted talking with her wolf, her father – still far from satisfied – raised his claw and let it fall on the already mangled body of who was still the blood of his blood.
Just at that moment, Ma’Heron – who had already managed to gain his second wind – pushed Alex aside… And took the full blow of the hit for her!
He yelled loudly in extreme pain but did not fall. It took all his strength to face the man who had wounded him.
“I’m not… letting you… mistreat my mate… anymore,” he growled at Arnout, still standing with an aggressive pose. “Just because she’s not the son you wanted doesn’t give you the right to treat her the way you are now doing. As it is, you should be extremely proud of her for pursuing being the best she can be without your support. If anything, she should be rejecting you!”
Pain spread throughout his entire body but he ignored this as he poured out his heartfelt thoughts to a vicious and angry foe, who was supposed to be a loving and supporting father to his mate. He was losing blood, and fast. Lyon’s voice in his head was fading, and the world around him started to blur. Yet, he stood there, between the woman who was now his reason to sacrifice his life, and the father who he sadly could see a part of himself.
“Ma’Heron! What are you trying to do?! Are you crazy?!” Alexia choked on her words as she rushed to him and held him close, avoiding his gaping chest wounds.
He smirked at her, gasping for breath as he tried to speak, “Heh… you could say that. People always do crazy things when they’re in love. This ‘mate’ thing is like losing your mind. Nothing is logical… or rational… anymore. But, no… regrets…”
As the two spoke, the infuriated Alpha in front of them took this moment to once again raise his arm, claws fully extended, and let it fall with full force.
“NOOOO!!!” Alexia’s scream resonated over the howling and the yelling. “Margay, MERGE!”
As she shifted, Alexia pulled her mate away from her father’s reach, while swiftly dodging his attempts to do more harm to her.
Ma’Heron landed safely a few feet from the fighting duo while she jumped back. The she-wolf landed a short distance away, still facing her Alpha; left leg slightly bent and right stretched out behind her, elbows tight against her torso.
As her father rushed towards her, with the swiftest of movements, all in the flash of a single second, she launched herself towards him…
Then raised her sharp claws a moment before she connected, piercing her father’s neck like a sword.
He was killed instantly.
Immediately, all of her pack’s warriors felt a strong shift within them, It only took them a few seconds to completely freeze and stop fighting.
They all looked at her… Their new Alpha.
But her attention was on her fallen parent and pack leader.
“All you feared, my dear father, by your own hand, has now become reality,” she murmured to herself, as she knelt before the lifeless corpse of the Alpha she has now replaced.
Blood ran from her arms, her body, and down her fingers. Her flowing tears drew white lines over the crimson and dirt on her face while she hugged the man who bore her.
Her mate got up and pulled her from the dead body that she was still holding and hugged her tightly. She found herself sobbing into his wounds as her ruby red blood mixed with his. It seemed like a sign that they were meant to share each other’s lives together…
And it was a very different, unique and memorable way to celebrate their first Valentine
“NOOO!”
Now, it was Abner’s scream that was heard over the fading sounds of the battlefield.
“RETREAT! CRESCENT MOON, RETREAT!”
Silvercrest warriors still followed their escaping enemies, even taking a few more down, just to make
And it seemed, with the revived challenge in place, that they truly have.