I am the ALPHA

Silent night.

We found the six guys chained in a room all unconscious and there pulses weak. Two rouges and a new blood were caught in the tunnels, we killed two and left on of the rouges alive for now.

If you didn’t know these guys well enough you wouldn’t be able to tell it was them. Damon looked worse then all of them. He had deep open wounds all over his body, his face was stained with fresh and old dried up blood, even with his body being bruised and puffy you could tell well that they all hadn’t been.

The vamp king and whoever else was behind this was taking this personally. They didn’t intend on keeping them alive but they weren’t guarded enough to be important enough to risk getting caught.

Everything was so messed up and all that played through my mind was why....

Why us and why now!?

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It’s been 5 days since we found them. Seth was the first to wake up and that was on the third day. He was restrained and sedated to help him calm down but all he did was scream and beg I have never seen anyone so broken and to put it bluntly terrified.

We restrained the others Incase they woke up and flipped out which was exactly what happened. Next was Carter, and then Elliot lastly Peter. All doing the same thing.

I Held onto Damon’s hand and stroked Jakes head humming sweet songs while I thought about the future. What it is going to hold, if my pup will be safe. My priority now was my pup. I was going to protect her or him with my life then again how can I do that when I couldn’t protect my mate. So lost in thought I didn’t feel Damon stir I was only pulled out of it when a sharp pain ripped through my wrist making me let out a piercing scream followed by foot steps before it went dark but I could still hear the foot steps..

Shit did I die, wow I hadn’t even given birth and I’m already the worlds most s**t mother.

“BOO, found you!” A little boy giggled pulling me out of what now looked like a closest.

“Rory are you alright, is it time to go home now?” The little boy asked.

A little boy stood before me hugging a 6 year old version of myself trying to soothe a distraught little me. We had the same eyes but his hair was blonde like my mother’s, we looked around the same age and if I didn’t have a very good memory I would say he was like my twin.

“Who are you, and where am I?” I croaked out pulling away.

“Your brother silly, Elijah. You maybe a few minutes older but you sure are slower.” He teased.

The name Elijah ran through my head like I was scanning my memories for something a sharp pain flew threw my body it felt like my head was 3 seconds away from exploding.

If I didn’t know any better they felt like memories of me and the little boy that stood before me from the beginning right up until the age of our seventh birthday. Running to the basement of the pack house. Only it looked a little old and the furniture was different and mum and dad were younger. We ran through the tunnels like we knew it off the back of our hands until we reached a large golden door.

“Should we go in.” Little me said tapping the boys shoulder.

“I don’t know if we should, I don’t have a good feeling about this..” he said twiddling his fingers.

“Come on your not scared are you.” I taunted.

“No! Fine but if we getting in trouble I’m blaming you.” He replied crossing his arms.

We opened the door on the count of three and our eyes widened in shock. There was a man chained to the wall, his body looked like it was being experimented on. His head shot up to meet our eyes before they glowed like the door we just walked through.

He sounded like he was speaking a foreign language and then Elijah started moving towards him he pulled something out of the mans pocket and began to unchain him.

I yelled and screamed for him to stop while the man laughed.

In an instant it was like Elijah came back to himself and became hysterical he begged and begged for me to help him as the man held him firmly by his shoulders.

“Don’t worry angel, you won’t remember a thing nor will anyone remember him.” The guy said in a throaty voice.

“Please no, don’t. Take me not him. Please.” I cried.

“It doesn’t work like that, but don’t you worry your pretty little head. We will meet again.” He pushed a brick in the wall and another three before it opened up to what looked like corridor but I could see the light outside so I wasn’t quite sure.

The last thing I could remember before everything went black was Elijah screaming to get dad and mum. The words now engraved in my head.

“Don’t forget. Remember me. Find me.” Is what he said before everything went black once again.

I opened my eyes a little afraid to look but found myself in the infirmary room on a chair next to Jake and Damon no longer there. A panicked look spread across my face as Jake just stared at the ceiling.

“Jake. It’s aurora. How are you feeling.” I said touching his arm.

He automatically flinched away as I quickly retracted my hand.

“Don’t let him take me.” He whispered as tears slipped from his eyes.

“No one is taking you Jake you are safe.” I reassured him.

He turned to face me, his eyes pitch black almost looking demonic.

“No one is safe. Victor is coming for me. He will get all of us. Please don’t let him take me.”

“He’s coming, He’s coming.” He spoke his voice becoming louder as he repeated that.

The nurses ran in as I walked out in a lost daze.

What the hell happened to them. Who the hell is victor and where the f**k did my mate go.

On que Cameron linked me telling me they have Damon changed in a cell they needed something to sedate him but nothing worked and he was becoming more violent by the minute .