ALPHA CALEB WANTS ME BACK

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Lila

Six months later

The familiar feeling of my body stiffening registered in my mind. I was sure my eyes turned white as my body bent upward, my head to the sky.

The images came in a flash, like they always did. A brunette male wolf was secretly digging something at the edge of the Eclipse pack's border. A bomb explosion. Yells and screams.

And just as quickly as the visions came, they disappeared.

“Not again.” I let out a silent curse as my sight cleared and I remembered I was sitting in a meeting.

The pack's officials who were gathered at the round table were all staring at me with concern on their faces, waiting for me to spill.

I let out a sigh. “Another attack is coming.”

Grunts and groans filled the room at the announcement. This was officially the fifteenth time I had a warning vision concerning rogue attacks. For the past six months, it's been that and nothing more.

They listened intently as I recounted the details of the vision.

“What part of the border would this take place?” Max asked, his eyes hard and his lips in a firm line. Like everyone else here, he was stressed about the increasing attacks.

The rogue wolves were doing everything within their power to ensure they took over the packs that made up the werewolf community, causing havoc and death everywhere they were found because they wanted to make a statement.

“The part by the river. It's where the pups usually go to have a swim.”

Strings of curses resonated in the air from the others.

“Alright, guys, you heard the lady. We have only one job: get the fucker before he plants the bomb and bring him here alive,” Max ordered, looking at each enforcer in the eye, including his beta. “I want everyone back here alive. Understood?”

“Yes, alpha,” came the response in a chorus.

I moved to follow them out the door when Max stopped me.

“Where do you think you're going?” he growled out.

I raised a brow. “To the border. With the others?”

“You would go nowhere.”

“Excuse me?” I turned my full body to him, appalled that he would say that.

“You heard me. You can't join them. You'll get yourself hurt.”

With every attack I had accurately predicted, Max's worry about my safety increased. Although he wanted to protect me, I found myself getting irritated at his overprotectiveness.

“I'm not an egg, Max. Besides, I'm one of the high-ranking enforcers now. I can protect myself.” I turned to leave.

A sigh of frustration could be heard from his lips as I moved to leave the room. “I'm coming with you then.”

“Suit yourself.”

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The rustling of the trees hid the slow breaths of the shifters who lay in wait beneath bushes and rocks. The sun was directly above us, indicating midday.

This was the problem with my visions: I didn't know the time of day the incidents were going to happen, except that some event or festival was shown along with them.

But even though I wasn't certain of the day, something gnawed at my insides. I didn't know if it was my gut or something else, but it told me he was close. The rogue male.

And sure enough, after a few minutes, he appeared, walking stealthily and making sure not to make any noise as he found the spot he was looking for—the spot just beside the glistening river.

My heart dropped. It was just as I had predicted. They wanted to kill the pups too.

We all watched as he dug. Max was behind me, his breath becoming heavier with every strike of the shovel the rogue werewolf sent into the ground, the smell of earth getting stronger with every blow.

As he moved to put what looked like a bomb in the ground, Max finally revealed himself, cutting short the rogue wolf's actions. Prior to now, the alpha had suggested that we all remain behind to give the rogue a false sense of hope or something. I wasn't really sure.

The rogue wolf's eyes widened as he realized he was caught. But one alpha wolf wasn't enough to send him running. He let out a growl and, without any warning, attacked Max, who was waiting for that moment.

But alas, an alpha's strength was no match for a rogue wolf, and within minutes, the rogue male was flat on his back, knocked out cold.

“Well done, Alpha Max,” I said as the others left their hiding place and approached our alpha, the smell of copper thick in the air as blood trickled from the rogue's mouth.

He gave me a warm smile, which I returned, but it was cut off by the shrill ringing of his phone in his pocket.

“Andy, John. Get the rogue to the torture room; I'll meet you back there in a minute,” he said as he retrieved his phone, placing it to his ear.

I didn't listen to what was being said on the other side, but I noted the way Max's skin folded again between his eyebrows as his blue eyes drifted to me in an instant.

I raised a brow, curiosity taking over.

“Okay. I'll be there as soon as possible.” He dropped the call.

“What happened?”

“We have an unwelcome visitor,” he said, his eyes studying me as if looking closely for any reaction.

Confusion graced my face. “Another rogue?”

“No. Alpha Caleb.”