My Female Alpha

Chapter 7- Rogue Attack

(Kenzie's POV)

I spent the evening getting my hormones in check and by the time I was ready to turn in for the night, I was in a better space. I had talked myself into the fact that I was going to keep my distance from Quinton Silver. The last thing I needed to do was lose respect from my pack by messing around with an Alpha of another pack, I had enough to prove as it was. 

I was sitting down to do a little bit of paperwork before going to bed,  when my mind link went nuts. "Alpha, we're under attack." We had a rogue attack happening at the edge of our boundaries and we were getting a call for backup. 

I opened the balcony to my office and jumped landing in wolf form and taking off for the boundaries. I could feel Izzy and Ty running close by and we all jumped right into the fray as soon as we got there. 

There were about 50 rogues and there had been 5 pack members on patrol. It had been a long time since we had needed to worry about having a heavy patrol and I made a mental note to immediately rectify this lax.

Our patrol had taken out 5 of the 50 but they were definitely out numbered and as I tore the throat of the rogue in front of me, I mind linked for more backup. 

The 3 of us were our best fighters and I felt an immense about of relief that Izzy and Ty were by my side. 

Part of our strength came from the fact that we fought strategically. We were always analyzing and evaluating our opponents and tonight was no different.

It became apparent that due to the uneven numbers we couldn't fight solo, it was Izzy who suggested a triad approach and with our wolves back to back we fought through a lot of the rogues. 

It wasn't long after I mind linked for more support that one of the rogues bit into my hind leg. f**k it hurt but I didn't let it slow me down. I used it to fuel my fire, if anything it just increased my fury and outrage. This was my pack, the rogues were getting no where near my clan. I tore at them viciously, channeling my pain. 

In the back of my mind I kept thinking, who in the hell were these wolves? There hadn't been a rogue attack in years but they fought with some skill. Someone had trained them and this wasn't their first rodeo. As we fought, I sensed other wolves joining the fray and saw a flash of silver on some of the wolves. 

The patrol from Quinton's pack must have heard the battle and come to join in. All wolves from the SilverLightning pack had at least some silver in their fur. 

Although uncommon, it was super helpful in this case because we knew right away they were friendlies. It made my wolf shiver with delight,  and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her and tell her to calm her t**s. We were a little busy here. 

We had been working our way through the rogues, but as our numbers increased it became readily apparent that they were well and truly f****d now. 

Our own backup also arrived and before I knew it, I was fighting the last rogue. As I flipped him for his last time, he shifted and I felt burned by the hate in his eyes as he stared at me and said "this isn't over." He took his last breath and I shook my head at the irony, because for him it definitely was.  

I immediately shifted and took in the damage. I knew that Mel was already on her way with her Mom, our current Pack doctor to deal with the wounded and we had somehow managed to not lose anyone. I walked over to the two large silver wolves, who both shifted back as well. 

Quinton and his father's wolves were as similar as the man and son were. They were incredibly alike, right down to their beautiful green eyes. They both had perfect blonde wavy hair that was currently streaked with blood. 

Neither looking injured though and as I walked over I could sense their amusement at my size because I had to curve my neck in order to make eye contact. 

Curse my tiny self, these Alphas were so god damned tall. I swallowed my admiration as I took them in and gave my head a shake because what in the actual f**k was wrong with me when it came to Quinton Silver. 

I walked up and as I reached out my hand to Nick Silver and shook, I said "thank you Alpha's for the extra support." I could see the surprise and then the admiration in Nick Silvers eyes as he took me in. He responded and said "thank, my son who somehow realized it was happening from our house." 

I looked over at him curiously and Quinton flushed a little. Then looking me up and down his eyes got hard and he said angrily, "what the f**k are you wearing." 

I looked down at myself surprised, I had been in for the night and was wearing little shorts and a tank top. Werewolves of legend, shift naked but that's just ridiculous. We shift with whatever we are wearing, and then when we shift back, we are still wearing the same thing. 

I can not explain it BUT I also cannot really explain werewolves, it's magic... what do you expect. It's just one of those things where it is what it is. I for one was relieved I didn't have to shift buck ass naked all the time. I was all about body positivity and such but I was also fairly modest and having to shift naked doesn't sound all that great. In the case of this evening, I had shifted in my pyjamas, which yes might be a bit skimpy but I didn't exactly know I would be heading out to a battle tonight, did I?

I mentally shrugged, unconcerned with my current attire, I wasn't exactly looking to enter a fashion show. I decided to ignore him and whatever bug crawled up his asshole. 

I pointed down at my bleeding leg and said "I'm going to go get this treated, thank you again." I moved to walk away and then stopped. Looking at them both, I shared, "We'll be upping our patrol but I recommend that you do too. I'm also going to reach out to the other packs with warnings. They were well trained and well planned tonight. 

Their sole intent seemed to be overrunning us. I would imagine there will be a next time, if not on us, on someone and we should all be ready." I walked away to a growl from Quinton and couldn't help thinking about how odd he was.