The Rise of The Alpha

    Cole and Hunter were in the packs gym sparring when they heard the bells going off around the packs boarders, signaling that rouges had entered their packs land. They shared a knowing glace and immediately shifted into their wolves, their path to the pack house where their fathers would be waiting for them was a straight shot. Looking to his right he saw that the fields were already a mess, his fathers warriors were fiercely battling the rouges and were gaining the upper hand even though they had been taken by surprise.     Cole's black wolf Xerxes slowed moving his head from side to side, surveying their land, trying to get a good idea of how much damage had already been done, with the amount of rouges there were it was already obvious to them that this was no random attack as rouges never stayed together in such a large group. Hunters wolf Gaelan nudged Xerxes with his head, urging his friend to pick up his pace so they could reach the pack house and join their fathers.     As they reached the pack house Cole and Hunter didn't even seek to regain control from Xerxes or Gaelan, using their wolves to their advantage they allowed them to destroy any rouge that their eyes rested on. They saw their fathers in the middle of a huge brawl which included the majority of the remaining rouges. Jumping over the ring of rouges to join their fathers wolves in the center Xerxes and Gaelan turned their attention to the rouges hanging off of their backs. Their teeth ripped and tore, all they could see was red.     Xerxes was proud of the c*****e he caused, whoever met his ice blue eyes shrank back in fear, which just fed his hunger for more death. Fur and blood were everywhere, the once solid ground was now slick, the blood turning it to a muddy slip-n-slide from hell. A lone howl rang out and all at once the remaining rogues began to turn and flee.     When the fight was finally over there was blood everywhere; on the trees surrounding the clearing and on the nearby buildings almost looking like a spray painting mural gone wrong. After Xerxes and Gaelan shifted, giving control back to Cole and Hunter, the first thing they heard was the screaming of mothers and mates as they ran out of the pack house, searching for their loved one who had been lost in the battle. Even though it wasn't many that were lost there would still be a few days of mandatory mourning.     Cole and Hunters mothers ran over to them, embracing their sons and husbands, heads bent in silent prayers thanking the moon goddess that their men had survived. As wives and mothers were finding their men wails were heard as they cradled their now deceased loved ones. The Alpha and Beta family were all gathered in a circle, trying to figure out how the rouges got in so easily when the horns began going off again, this time from the south as well.     "Cole! Hunter! To the south!" Cole's father Liam shouted before shifting into his wolf Kane and running with Hunter's fathers wolf Vaclav to defend the women and children who were not yet in the pack house again and were still exposed targets for the rouges.     Cole and Hunter hugged their mothers one last time before shifting and heading towards the southern boarder of the pack. Their wolves becoming agitated with whatever childish game the rouges were playing at. All at once Xerxes felt a major shift in his strength he looked at his partner and could tell that Gaelan felt it as well. They refused to acknowledge it for it would confirm their worst fears, so they chose to focus on the battle raging around their pack lands instead.