Rejected Obsidian Lycan

Chapter Four: Ashgroove pack

Varek’s pov.

“YOU BROUGHT HER HERE?” I roared, staring at the body that laid on the floor in anger, nerves rising, “what the bloody hell is wrong with you?”

How could he have done something so stupid, so unthinkable? After everything that we had been through.

“She needed help Varek, what was I supposed to do? Let her die,” Sarah questioned not backing down one bit.

I shook my head, “I don't care, we are not helping some stranger we don't know, who knows what she can do?” I argued while some of the warriors picked her up on Sarah's earlier command.

Sarah opens her eyes wide in shock and anger, “What she can do? Varek, are you serious right now? She is on the verge of death, knowing at heaven's gate, what exactly could she possibly do?” She flayed her hands in the air in front of me.

I pressed my hands against the bridge of my nose and massaged it, groaning deep as I gritted my teeth in anger.

With the history we had, I doubted trusting some unknown persons as the best idea at the moment, I glanced at the files who were being picked up gently on Sarah's orders when her bloody sleeves rose.

My eyes widened in shock, approaching her as fast as I could in disbelief, probably my eyes trying to play tricks on me.

Sarah tried to stop me, “Varek, this isn't you, have a bloody heart, we can't throw her out when she's barely breathing,” she pushed forward trying to block my path but I gently pushed her and reached the girl, “Varek NO,”

lifting her sleeves, there it was, the light wasn't playing tricks on me so wasn't seeing things, “Are you kidding me? Really Sarah?” after wiping her arm and held it up for Sarah

The shocked expression on Sarah's face as the realization dawned on her, “I swear I didn't….. I didn't see it,”

It was a Crimson blood mark, a band of thorns around her wrist like a band. “You didn't, where did you even find her?” I questioned as the fury boiled inside of me.

“i found her laying at the edge of the border of free land, I thought she had been gotten by rouges which was why…..I didn't think anything of it when I helped her okay, she's just a little girl,” she ran a hand across her face.

That was just the outskirts of Crimson blood packs, whatever happened to her, I didn't care, “We can't let her stay, little girl or not, she's a danger to us all,”

“Varek,” she stressed but I wasn't hearing any of it. I was the leader of this pack, if that's what you'd even call us, and it was my duty to keep everyone safe.

“You would do no such thing,” a gravely voice whispered appearing through the woods, it was elder Stewart, walking as slow as his old body could, “At least help her heal before you send her back into the wild, there no way she's surviving in that state,” he pleaded before tasking the warriors to take her to our healer.

The warriors didn't waste too much time before carrying out their task and the girl was taken away.

Elder Stewart was the oldest werewolf we had found. We were surprised he was still alive after what had happened.

I groaned, “Why can't you all see that thing is a bad idea? She's from the Crimson blood pack,” I pointed out, “Need I remind you all what the Crimson blood pack did to us?”

“Look, Varek, we get it …..”

“No, you don't,” I cut Sarah off, “You all seem to forget, well let me remind you why keeping that girl here is a bad idea, the Crimson blood pack may come back for her for whatever she did to get herself in that mess,”

I started putting the pieces together for them, “And when they do, do you really think they are just going to leave us the way we are? No, they would wipe us out knowing we are what was left of their m******e, and then take her away leaving us with nothing,” I couldn't stress it out enough, “Just like they had done,”

They both glanced away from me, not meeting my eyes as they all witnessed what the Crimson blood had done, the pain, the memories, the losses, it might have only been a year again but it was still fresh in our minds.

My hatred for the crimson blood pack stanned from everything they stood for, everything they had done and it ran so deep that anyone associated with them was an enemy forever.

We were currently in the woods and have been wandering the lands for a place we could call our own, displaced by those who had the strength for conquer

I gritted my teeth in anger, “I hope that refreshed your memory, if you need more then look around you, this is what we have been reduced to and I am not taking any other risks again,”

“Varek wait,” Sarah sighed as she called but I ignored her call, but she grabbed my arm, halting me in my tracks as she forced me to look at her, “Please,” she whispered, her eyes silently begging.

Slowly, I peeled her hands away from mine,

I threw back, “She has to go Sarah, I'm sorry,” I apologised. I might seem like a monster now, and I was ready to be anything for the people I was meant to protect.

The thought of the girl with black hair as dark as obsidian, matted with blood and covered in bruises flashed across my vision and I shook it away.

Anything for my pack.

I bathed into the clearing where we were currently settled and there she was laying on the floor while one of the pack healers we had found attended to her.

I approached them before standing over her, my gaze scanning her features, the blood still remained in her. My heart thudded in my chest as I bawled my fists, my pack was more important.

The people of the Ashgroove pack.

But……