The rogue assassin

When dreams turn into nightmares

I think I would prefer darkness over light. You don’t have to worry about the things you cannot see. There is no pain as long as you stop fighting. So why not stay a little longer? Hide a little longer within the darkness? Enjoy the presence of it before the light starts dragging you back to reality. I was dreaming. I felt no pain but, I did feel some tingling feeling. It called me. Begging me to respond. In my dream, I opened my eyes just a little bit. It was enough to see a brown wolf with dark green eyes walking towards me. There was no fear for the creature, just peace. I tried to smile but I could not move. I told the wolf I was sorry. Why was I sorry? Why did I felt the desire to say that? Did I do something wrong? Wait for a second… Who am I? And why can’t I move? The darkness faded away slowly as the light returned with pain following its tail. I closed my eyes again and retreated into the darkness. I wanted to stay forgotten and safe. I liked it better that way. Darkness enveloped me and guided me away from the dream.

Jesse’s POV (Alpha of the Daisy moon pack)

Life changed around the pack and it all had to do with the rogue assassins. We were already notified that we could be the next target on their list. They attacked our neighbors ‘the Black moon pack’ a couple of months ago. I have been wondering why they did it ever since. Maybe one day I get the chance to find that answer. I also hope by then, the rogue in question is captured, tortured, and locked up in our dungeons.I haven’t been alpha for long, so the pressure is high. My father died three months ago. The pack doctor told everyone he died of a heart attack but something seemed off. He was healthy as a horse and he never complained about any chest pains or anything. But he is gone now and I have to take care of his pack. My mother died five years ago because of cancer. It seems that cancer is one of the few things a wolf body cannot heal. So now I am on my own. Well… I do have my betá by my side and of course the rest of the pack. Unfortunately, the recent attacks and the disappearance of the black moon pack made my own pack on edge. Some question my capability to lead, suggesting it's time for a new bloodline of alphas. Others are still loyal to my parents and choose to follow me blindly. I just hope that I can keep up with their expectations. I broke out of my daydream when I received a mind link. It was more of a cry for help, like… We were under attack?! I ran out of the kitchen’s backdoor and mentally called out for all warriors. I wanted them all at the battleground until I thought of possible traps. I decided to split the group into ¼ and ¾. The largest part joined me at the border of our territory while the others guarded the villagers close by. I was one of the first to arrive at the border. Others soon joined me to form a line of defense. I tried to catch an unfamiliar scent but failed. Even though I could hear some heartbeats coming in our direction. Around twenty of them. How was that possible? This was a trick I needed to learn my pack. I heard the heartbeats closing into the border. Some growls were heard just as the splashing of blood to the ground. They drew blood. The blood of my pack. This meant war. I ordered the warriors to stand in position. I raised my arm knowing that dropping it would start the war from our side. It was then, I knew something was off. My wolf, which I named Bruce, was excited. Like really, puppy-dog excited. He wanted to run further into the woods like something was drawing him closer. I pushed him into the corner of my mind while I focused on the scene before me. They were here. Rogues. A growl escaped my lips and I heard the others on my side following my lead. We were warning them to not come any closer. I was ready to give the attack signal when she stepped out of the forest. Her look went over my defenses until she reached me. She stopped the rogues and held her ground. She seemed shocked or something and I kind of felt the same way. My wolf was howling out loud and his mind screamed the word ‘mate’. Referring to that this girl, right there, our enemy, was suppose to be my soul mate. How was that even possible? I could never love a cold-blooded killer? Could I? I c****d my head to the side and gave her a once over. I felt a new rush of disappointment crashing over as soon as I saw the brandmark on her shoulder. It even silenced my wolf, making me able to think clearly. It was her next action that made me even more confused. Her eyes changed colors. They became lighter and I knew her wolf was taking over. She did a step forward without the other rogues following. But the light in her eyes vanished as the warriors around me growled even harder for her to get back. I decided to clear the situation. So I connected my mind with that of the warriors. “That girl right there is my mate. She seems to be the leader of the rogues. I await her next move, so stand down. Only attack when I give the signal. Copy?” They all replied with 'copy' but I wondered if they were actually listening to me. The woman, or should I call her my mate, gave me a sympathetic look before turning around. Wait, she turned her back to me? This gave me the chance to kill her in an instant? Why? What game is she playing? Some of the rogues on her side did not seem happy with her decision. Most of them looked confused, except for one. This one guy seemed furious. He tried to run past her to start the attack on our pack. Sadly for him, he never made it as my mate grabbed him by the neck before slamming him onto the ground. You could say I was surprised. I never expected this kind of behavior. She was very strong but skinny at the same time. I gave her a once over from her ripped jeans to her dirty blond hair. There was some beauty underneath but it was buried because of her lifestyle. She turned around once more before disappearing into the trees with the rogues following her trail. I chose to send my best warriors after them to make sure they were gone before heading back to the packhouse. My Betá, Sam, put an arm around my shoulder before making fun of me like he usually does. "sooo our little alpha has a killer for a mate. We could use one of them to train our warriors? We could be the most powerful pack in history!" I pushed off his arm and went back to the kitchen to finish my sandwich. That was the reason I was here in the first place. I called the warriors into my office for a debriefing. They told me, the rogues escaped and left no trail to follow. This news made me sad as a part of me longed to be with that woman. I wanted to find my soulmate for so long but now it seemed as if she is further away than ever.