Rogues
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*Crystal POV*
It's been half a year since my shift. Mike and Bree's relationship has grown stronger, but we still haven't found our mate yet. But that's okay. I'm personally in no rush, and I'm absolutely loving the time I get to spend with my family.
Mom and Dad had talked to me about the rarity of white wolves, especially pure white ones. Legend says the only other wolf like Bree was the mother goddess's wolf. The name of her wolf is unknown, but it was said that the wolf held powers that were key to stopping the war entirely.
I was lost in thought when there was a soft knock at my door.
"Crystal," my mother's voice sounded from the other side.
"Come in, Mom."
"Are you sure you're okay with not having your mate yet?" She asks with a bit of concern in her voice, knowing how long it can take some wolves to find their mates. He could be dead or have mated with someone else already as he's definitely not in our pack. Which means if I do meet him, I would have to leave, which is bittersweet. I don't have to leave home to be honest, so I'd be okay if I never found him.
"Yes, Mom," I reply with a smile. "He could have already taken a choice for all we know, and that would mean you guys would be stuck with me."
She lets out a heart-filled laugh.
"How are Lizzy and Charlie doing?" She asked, changing the subject.
"I believe they are doing well. Doing mate stuff since they have become inseparable since the bond snapped in place for them." Smiling, I pull out my phone to see if Lizzy would like to come over for breakfast.
*Ding*
"Be right over!" Her text read.
*Later that day*
Lizzy and I had spent just about the entire day together with Charlie, occasionally texting her to check in with her and to let her know that he would be late coming home as he is on border patrol today.
Rogue sightings have become more frequent, so Dad wanted a good number of warriors on watch at any given time. They've never been this bold before, but rogues will attempt to take what isn't theirs.
These ones are the more feral wolves that have been on their own for an extremely long period of time. When one becomes rogue, they don't immediately go feral, some are able to retain their "humanity" and are actually very civil people. Those ones tend to keep to themselves and only ask for some assistance every now and then.
But the ferals? Those are horrible. They will rape, murder, and steal whatever they can. Their wolves have essentially taken over their human body and mind. Killing whatever is in their way.
I shiver at the thought of what these rogues could possibly want, but I have a sinking feeling it's not at all good.
We were all sitting at the table laughing and eating when the alarm sounded through the pack link, "ROGUES. ROGUES HAVE ENTERED THE TERRITORY"
Dad quickly stands up and starts barking orders to everyone present as we all rush towards the bunker located within the pack house. The rest of the pack has bunkers scattered at different locations throughout the pack, so hopefully a large number are able to make it.
Lizzy looks absolutely horrified, knowing that Charlie is a top warrior helps a little bit, but she is still worried about him. They mark each other during their first mating, so they are able to feel each other's emotions and mind link each other much more easily, which is helpful during this type of situation.
"Charlie will be okay," Mom coos at her as she keeps Catie and the toddlers close to her.
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*Lizzy POV*
It felt like we were in the bunker for hours, we could feel the loss of some of our members through the pack bond, and with each loss, I became more and more concerned for Charlie. He was an excellent fighter, but there was still the possibility he could lose his life. Crystal sat beside me with her hand around my shoulders.
"Everything will be okay," her mom kept repeating, but I wasn't so sure currently.
And then I felt it. It felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.
"AHHH!" A scream ripped from my throat as I collapsed from my seat.
Charlie was gone.
The pain that rippled through my body was nothing I had ever experienced before. His mark on my neck felt like it was being stabbed with a red-hot poker.
I couldn't make out the words from Crystal and her mother as my own screams echoed from within the room.
I felt a pair of arms snake around my shaking body. I knew it was Crystal, but I couldn't respond without screaming out in pure agony. My eyes burned with tears as Sophia howled and whimpered loudly.
"Charlie," I howled.
He was gone. I would never see my beloved Charlie ever again.
The world slowly began to fade to black as I faintly heard the bunker door unlock, signaling that it was safe to exit, but I couldn't move. I accepted the darkness.
I don't know how much time has passed as I was currently floating in the darkness of my mind. A life without my mate was not the life I wanted to live. Charlie was not only my best friend, but he was my other half. Specifically chosen by the moon goddess for me and only me. How could I possibly move on with life without that by my side? I couldn't. I absolutely couldn't.
Every now and then, I could make out voices, assuming I had been placed in the pack hospital. I know Crystal has been continuously visiting me, telling me about how memorable the time they held for him was, how he would want me to push through the pain and darkness to live my life to the fullest. I could tell that her heart is shattered for me, but she couldn't possibly understand the amount of pain I am experiencing.
Sophia is currently missing too, as she lost Link like I lost Charlie. I don't blame her.
"We have to get up now," Sophia whimpered softly.
"What's the point?"
"Mates wouldn't want us to waste away."
I was about to respond when I heard a sound from the outside.
*beep....beep....beep....*
I found myself trying to listen to the beeping sound. I felt myself returning to my body slowly. A hand was clasped around mine as I felt tears on my arms.
"I'm so sorry, Lizzy. I miss you. Please don't let the broken bond consume you," Crystal cried softly.
I couldn't leave her. I shouldn't. We have been through too much together.
Groaning softly, I try to open my eyes.
My hand twitches as Crystal gasps softly.
"Come on, wake up Lizzy," she murmurs.
Slowly but surely, my eyes open, and I'm met with the blinding lights of the hospital room.
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