War Dog: The Lord of Wolves Series.

Chapter 11: Protecting What's Mine

Apollo's P.O.V

Looking at the relief of her friend being alive brought to me the strange worried feeling in my heart to settle down and I was happy to see her smile... It's beginning to feel like that I live and strive to see that smile.

Turning on my heel I follow Mick out waving for the rest to follow as well walking into a study that Alessia's father said I could use for privacy for my not so trusting friends but they would be more open and trusting then me I suppose.

After closing the door Mick was the first to start. "Alright why have you risked our lives to come together like this?" He wasn't angry just concerned.

Turning to face them as some have sat down I didn't know where to start. "There is a larger more aggressive pack that wants control of this one..." I begin explaining and felt relieved when I saw understanding in there eyes, of course they would understand they've all come from packs.

"In order to do that they would need to challenge the current Alpha or..." Mick begins explaining only for the sentence to be finished by Sean the eldest out of us all.

"Mate with the next Luna." Sean says looking at me sitting in a chair his long dark graying black coal hair that's pulled back rubbing his chin.

"Yes Myles is too much of a coward to face Alessia's Father." I grumble pacing a little.

"She's the next Luna...Alessia I mean and she's your mate." Sean sighs looking at me with his dark eyes they have always made me felt that he saw more then what's on the surface.

My heart pounds faster at the mention of her being mine and makes stomach do back flips like the time I jumped out of my first plane solo. Nodding to him as I rub the back of my neck. "That's what I have been told...but...I don't understand it." Sighing heavily I'm not like the other's I know what I am...a werewolf... a Lycan but I have never known pack life at all, since I was very young I only knew of the compound that we were stationed in that housed us...that was my home. Sean helped raised me and I grew up with Rowen and another they talked about pack life but I never understood it.

"You will I promise." Sean says with a sad half smile on his face playing with a gold band on his hand they haven't been able to go home because we're still being hunted by an unknown enemy so I am sure he misses his family.

Tyler bounces up on a couch and claps his hands together. "Alright ladies sooo what are we doing?" He asks excitedly. Making me chuckle before I clear my throat. "They are well weaponized and with silver no less but they lack the experience to use the weapons effectively. So I was thinking we train this pack to defend itself better. They run on traditions and unfortunately for them the other pack does not and will do whatever to get it's way." I explain to them and they seem to be on board.

Sean leans forward a little resting his arms on his elbows. "It would be unwise to leave that pack unchecked we should keep surveillance on them."

I nod agreeing with him then look at Tyler as he speaks. "Whelp! That's me. You big guys can just stay and babysit while I've got work to do." He says standing and stretching with his signature cocky grin on his face. None of us could get mad at him for what he said it was true Tyler was smaller then the rest of us he can move quicker and quieter as our dangerous stealth weapon. With a rolled out map I show Tyler where the territory of Myles' pack is and the entire area around it. Slicking his dirty blonde hair back he flicks two thumbs up. "I gotchu." He waves as he walks out.

After going over the rest with the other's I begins going into detail over what I saw inside the pack house before introducing my team aside from Tyler to the those that live in the pack house they seemed relieved that others belong to packs themselves and not a rogue... Like me.

Walking to the lounge I hear Alessia giggling and talking once to the entrance of the room to see her sitting on the couch in between Sean and Mick pointing at photos they had in their hands. "This was when he had his first cookie Tyler brought it with him after he and his father visited home."

A look of awe comes across her face. "He was crying?" She says with a question looking at the picture.

Sean laughs a little and nods. "We ask 37 why he crying and all he could say it's so good. We've have strict diet in the compound." He explains.

A sad look comes over her face as Sean flips through the photos. Mick grabs her attention with a camera he had. "This was when he kicked in a door that was rigged." He says playing a video that I know all too well shaking my head and watching her cover her mouth in shock then a look of surprise. "Did he just." She says pointing at the device with Mick nodding and laughing. "Yes he got so pissed that he got up, ran in, and threw the trainer out the window but actually we rigged it." He says as the video plays my eyes wonder over her with her fuzzy socks, black leggings, my button up that I left in her room, and her long dark hair over her shoulder bring her mug of what I imagine is tea or coffee to her lips...damn it need to stop staring.

"I couldn't help to notice that he has both of his eyes. I'm curious has to what happened." She asks leaning forward setting her mug down her chocolate eyes snap up to look at me.

"Took a flash bang to the side of my face when as I was rounding a corner shrapnel severed my retina couldn't get it treated fast enough to save it thought I was gonna lose my hearing too. I keep it closed because I can't see out of it anyway." I tell her walking forward to stand in front of her across the coffee.

She sits back smiling softly. "I'm sorry." Her voice is soft so I shrug at her. "It's just an eye." I say with a soft laugh sliding my hands in the pockets of my jeans

Mick leans back looking at me rubbing his chin in thought. Rolling my eye to look at him raising a brow. "Oh sorry it's just odd seeing you in civilian clothes. We also understand that you are being called Apollo as a name. Suits you." He says grinning at me.

Rubbing my brow I step over the coffee table and throw her over my shoulder.

"H-Hey!" Alessia squeals as I step back over the table.

"You have had your time she's mine now." I state walking to the door.

"Going to pick up where you left off this morning?" Mick asks with a snicker as I turn to the side to look at him with a snarl. "I wouldn't have too if you had just waited." I huff I can feel Alessia bury her face in my back. "Apollo please don't say things like that." She mutters as I leave the room.