The Lost Werewolf's Mate

Rogues again

The night was alive with the sounds of the Blood Moon Pack as they settled in for the evening. The air was cool and crisp. Suddenly, a loud howl echoed through the woods, causing the wolves to jump to attention. It was the signal for an attack—another one.

A pack of ferocious rogues descended upon the Blood Moon Pack’s territory in a split second. They moved with nervous feral energy, their eyes aglow with a fiery red that seemed to pierce the darkness. They were like rabid animals, with saliva dripping from their jaws and claws extended, ready to attack.

The Blood Moon Pack had never seen such a violent rogue attack before. It came without warning, catching them off guard. The pack members fought back with all their might, but they were struggling to keep up with the force of the attack.

“Get the women and children to safety!” Alpha Victor bellowed. “We can’t let the rogues get to them!”

The warriors grunted in agreement over the mind link, and some rushed towards the cabins to round up the non-combatants. Alpha Victor’s eyes blazed with anger as he watched the rogues. He could feel his control slipping away as the pack struggled to hold their ground.

“We can’t retreat,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “We have to protect our pack, no matter what.”

Gamma Emile’s voice crackled over the mind link, “But Alpha, we can’t keep this up much longer.”

Victor gritted his teeth in frustration. “I know, Emile, but we can’t just give up. We have to keep fighting.”

Beta Ryan jumped in. “But what’s the point? They’re too strong, too organized. We’re getting nowhere.”

Victor turned to face Ryan, his eyes flashing with anger. “This is our home. This is our pack. We can’t just abandon it. What is wrong with you?”

Ryan’s ears flattened against his head. “I know, Alpha, but we must consider a new plan. This one’s not working.”

Victor growled deep in his throat, “I’m open to suggestions, Ryan, but we can’t just give up. We must take out their leader to end this once and for all.”

The pack was exhausted, their energy waning as the fight dragged on. Alpha Victor’s eyes flicked around the battlefield, taking in the chaos and destruction. He could see his pack members struggling, their faces twisted in pain and desperation. He knew they were reaching their breaking point.

“We’ll keep fighting,” he said, his voice softening slightly. “But we need to think of our next move. We’ll turn the tide to win this battle and protect our home.”

Ryan and Emile nodded, their eyes filled with determination. They knew their Alpha was right - they couldn’t give up. They had to keep fighting, no matter the cost.

As the fight raged, the Blood Moon Pack realized this was not a typical rogue attack. These were not just any ordinary rogues. It was as if they had explicitly targeted the pack, studying their every move and weakness.

“We need to take out their leader!” Gamma Emile shouted over the mind link, “They’ll scatter without someone to give them orders!”

Suddenly, the rogues stopped their attack.

The two colossal intruders were like shadows, and it was almost impossible to make out any details about them. As the rogues got closer, the pack tensed up, ready to defend their territory.

As they approached, one of them spoke up in a low, menacing voice. “We’re looking for something,” he growled. “Something that belongs to us. We suggest you hand it over before things get ugly.”

“You must be out of your mind! You think you can just barge here and demand something from us?” Alpha Victor’s voice boomed across the clearing as he paced back and forth. His frustration and anger were evident with every step he took.

“We have nothing of yours,” Beta Ryan spoke up tentatively.

Victor snarled, his eyes blazing with fury. “We have nothing of yours,” he screamed at the rogues.

The intruder sniffed the air, taking another step forward. His head jerked, looking back into the shadows. The intruder signalled the other rogues to follow him; they were retreating.

The turn of events completely baffled Victor, Ryan, and Emile.

“What was that?” Emile huffed. “They could have annihilated us.”

Victor was raging. “Excuse me, Gamma, are you of such little faith in your Alpha? Your pack? You think that rogues could have gotten the best of us?”

Beta Ryan spoke up. His voice was heavy with grief and anger. “We cannot let this attack go unanswered. We must strike back at the rogues and show them we will not be defeated.”

Gamma Emile nodded in agreement, not wanting to infuriate Victor more than he already had done. “But we need to be careful. We don’t know how many rogues are out there or their motives. We don’t want to start a war we cannot win.”

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As the days passed, the pack worked tirelessly to tend to the wounded and strengthen their defences. The sound of construction and repairs filled the air as the pack members worked to rebuild what had been destroyed.

But despite their efforts, the pack was still on edge. The fear of another attack loomed over them like a dark cloud, and tensions among the pack members were high. Many couldn’t help but feel helpless and vulnerable, knowing that their home was not as safe as they once thought.

Beta Ryan spoke up. “We need to be prepared for anything. We can’t let our guard down, even for a moment.”

Gamma Emile nodded in agreement, “We should increase our patrols and strengthen our defences. We cannot afford to be surprised again. Any news from Alpha?”

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Victor had retreated to his quarters. The recent rogue attack had left him spiralling out of control. He paced back and forth in his quarters, his wolf pacing in sync with him.

“This is unacceptable,” he growled to himself, his eyes flashing with anger. “They knew about her. They were looking for her.”

His wolf let out a low growl, mirroring his frustration. “We must act quickly,” he said over their mind link. “We need to figure out who they are and where she is.”

Victor nodded, his mind racing with plans and strategies. “We need to increase our patrols and search parties,” he said. “We need to find out where these rogues are coming from and who they work for.”

His wolf let out a fierce snarl. “I will hunt down every single one of them,” he said, his eyes glowing with determination.

Victor sighed. “We need to be brutal. We need to make them all pay.”

He was spiralling out of control, and his wolf was not helping.

Victor closed his eyes and allowed himself to be transported back in time. The memory was vivid as if it had just happened yesterday.

He led a group of hunters through the forest, scoping the ground. They came upon the she-wolf and her mother. They seemed lost. He could see the fear in their eyes, making him feel powerful. He felt a strange energy emanating from her, and he knew he wanted her for his son, to make him a stronger Alpha.

The mother fought bravely, but his men got the best of her, and they left her to die. He had instructed a warrior to take the she-wolf back to his compound. He didn’t know why, but he knew she was special. They placed her with the head Omega and required the white witch to create an invisible barrier preventing the she-wolf from leaving the pack’s lands.

As he relived the memory, he felt his wolf stirring.

“They are all weak, the lot of them. They are puny excuses for pack members. They’re the reasons the plan failed. We had it all figured out. Idiots couldn’t find the she-wolf.” Fury complained over their mind link.

Victor shook his head, trying to clear the memory from his mind.

He took a deep breath and let out a roar. “We will find her and reign her in,” Victor told Fury.