TM [Complete ✔️]

24. Mission

Sofia's P.O.V

"What do you need me to do?" I asked Zane, focusing on his instructions rather than my racing heart.

"Alpha Knox," he paused, making me do my best at shutting out the mental image of him fighting, getting hurt, "from Blood Moon. I need you to call him and ask for backup and I need you to hurry!"

Goddess, was it that bad already? And if it was, would Alpha Knox even be able to do anything about it from miles and hours away?

"How?" I asked.

"So you'll do it?"

"You sound surprised," I huffed, "of course I will, it's my home getting destroyed. Not that it's not yours too," I hurried to correct myself, taking deep breaths to focus. "Sorry! Tell me how and I'll do it!"

"There's a book with information on our allies, it's in my office. I need you to grab the key from my bedroom, go into the office, find the book and his number, and call him as fast as you can!" I nodded, knowing he couldn't see me but needing the small act to keep my sanity.

"What about Beyla? Her nanny is still recovering and although she's sleeping now, I'm not sure how much time has passed."

"Enough," he sighed, anger smashing into me so thick I almost shut our link off. Except this time, for once, it wasn't directed at me. "Wake her nanny up, we'll hope my daughter stays asleep until you're back."

I shut the link off, carefully making my way up with the support of the wall, finding my leg hurt a lot less than it did before and was actually manageable to walk on. Holding the pup to my chest, I silently walked over to Gwynn, who was still curled up in one of the corners, and gently patted her shoulder.

"Gwynn!" I whisper-shouted into her ear until she startled awake, blinking up at me. "I need you to take the pup, please!" She continued staring at me but extended her arms, my wolf whimpering at the loss of the little girl.

So much for not getting attached.

"Where are you going, is it over?" She asked, making me shake my head until disappointment covered her features.

"Just keep Beyla safe." I smiled softly, allowing myself one final lingering look at the sleeping pup before I walked to the door.

"Done," I said to Zane, "I'm heading over to your suite now!"

"I've warned the guards, there are a few more stationed than usual but be alert, rogues may have gotten inside the house somehow."

"I'll be fine," I worked to say through the lump in my throat.

He'd stationed more guards outside so I would be safer...

Safer to save his pack, I was trying, and failing, to remind myself.

Although it was neither the place, nor the time for thoughts like these, I couldn't help but let it get to me that maybe a small small part of him wanted me unharmed.

I lightly tapped against the heavy metal door, a guard immediately popping it open for me and locking it as soon as I was out.

"Good luck!" He wished, those being our parting words before I was racing up the narrow stairs, controlling my breathing as best as I could.

I peeked around the corner, finding the place empty before taking the last few steps and officially entering the first floor.

I knew my way around the pack house better than I'm sure Zane did himself. Having been friends and working with the previous Luna, I'd wandered down each hall so many times I'd had them memorized, feeling more than lucky for it now.

Creeping around the wall, I did my best to hurry whilst still keeping my steps light and my senses on high alert.

Before I knew it, I'd passed the first floor and was standing before the grand staircase, gulping. If someone who wasn't meant to be inside had managed to get in, they wouldn't be on the first floor - with the stationed guards, they'd be upstairs where the warriors were less likely to catch them, or hear them, should they wreak havoc.

Or kill somebody. Me - if I had to guess.

With each step I took, I could feel my leg begin to throb in pain again, wondering if it was all in my head or if I really did need a bit more time to heal before I began waking again.

I clutched the railing so hard my knuckles went white as I continued climbing the steps, cursing the Alpha suite for being on the highest possible floor.

My body was shaking. Badly. I could no longer hide my fear, nor could I ignore it. I'd lost my Rowan, my soulmate, to these awful creatures, and nearly lost Lily right along with him. I lost my home, and later - my life. I hated them with every fiber of my being, I blamed them for everything I still had to live through, but most of all, I was terrified of them.

Rogues were unhinged. They did not have mates and families, didn't have sustainable homes, or anything to lose. All they were was cold-blooded killers with no remorse for neither pups, nor the elderly, let alone the enemy.

And I was all alone against them now.

They could smell it, my fear, I was sure of it. If there was someone upstairs, they'd sensed me coming already and although Sam and I were trying really hard, all we could smell was our fear, too.

I was shaking so bad my teeth were rattling hard enough for me to be afraid the rogues might be able to hear me as well. I might as well have stuck a bell on my arms and waved them around.

"What's going on?" Zane's voice sounded inside my head.

"I'm almost at your suite." I did my best to sound confident. And failed miserably.

"You're afraid," He stated.

"I'm fine."

"I can feel it," He reminded me.

"I'm sorry," I apologized. Perhaps for everything that was and wasn't my fault, I didn't know. All I did know was that I apologized a whole lot in his presence.

"Yeah, I am too but now's not the time. Focus!" I was trying but it was easier said than done and he knew it.

With the distraction of speaking to my mate, I was already before the Alpha suite, my shaking subsiding slightly just by hearing his voice, although that was a problem for another day, if both of us even survived to see one, that was.

"I'm here, give me the code!" I didn't blame Zane for wanting the highest level of security around his little girl. If I could turn back time, I would've locked my own inside the house with more than a code if it meant keeping her safe.

"It's ten, twelve, nineteen."

Without bothering to reply, I hurriedly punched the code in, failing to sense the two rogues sneaking up on me. As soon as the doors to his suite were opened, the massive wolves were on top of me, snapping their teeth and digging their claws into my body.

Damn it.

My leg screamed in pain as it hit the ground, as did my head going by the warm liquid soaking the floors beneath me.

I shook my body, managing to push them away from me before jumping to my feet and shifting into Sam, despite the danger to my injured leg. She wasted no time shoving one of the rogues against the wall and sinking her teeth around its throat, its buddy jumping on top of Sam. Despite the pain, my wolf only grew more protective of the open suite, making the killing blow by closing her mouth around the enemy's throat and ending their life for good.

Left with the stronger wolf, Samara didn't let panic creep into her; she knew she was strong, that she was born to be so, and during the brutal fight with the wolf, she didn't let him being larger, and perhaps stronger, frighten her, fighting until the very end until she was panting and the rogue was lifeless on the ground, his blood staining the walls, doors, and floors, as well as her fur.

"Great work!" I encouraged her as she gave me back control. Once I managed to shift, with the pain of my probably severed shoulder and still healing leg, I limped into the suite, shutting the door behind me and leaning against it for support.

"You're hurt," Zane observed before I could say a word.

"Yeah. Two rogues had hidden, waiting for the door to be unlocked, I assume."

"Or someone," He cursed.

"What do you mean?"

"They tried taking Beyla once, now they're after her house..." I tried my best to remain silent, to not remind him it was me he was speaking to. Not to remind him that he hated me.

"Well, she's safe," I reassured him, "and I'm inside, so where exactly is the key?" Pain as if someone slamming into my ribs almost made me fall over. I bit my lip to keep my screams inside, my heart pounding against my rib cage.

"In the top drawer of the right nightstand in my bedroom," Zane shouted down the link before he was gone again, but thankfully, so was the pain.

He was an Alpha. He could handle himself. All I needed to do was follow instructions, and yet how could I when all I could think about was someone hurting him, seeing him in pain or bleeding? How was I supposed to hide what we were meant to be If every instinct of mine yearned to know every inch of him was unmarked?

Pushing myself away from the door, I hurried into his bedroom and found the key straight away, noticing most of Zane's stuff was still in boxes.

Was he hoping to not have to stay?

I shook my head, pushing the thoughts back. Right now was not the time to think about a future without him, or with him.

Clutching the small key into my palm hard enough to make myself bleed, I ran down the steps, ignoring the pain and throwing caution out the window.

Finally reaching his office, I panted for air, my lungs desperate as I fumbled with the key, my eyes welling up with tears as my hands wouldn't stop shaking.

"f**k!" I cried as the key dropped to the ground, clicking against the floor. I took deep breaths as I picked it up, somehow getting the door unlocked and stepping into his office.

The tears fell as soon as I was inside.

I had no idea why I was crying, what for. Was it because my first mate and my daughter were dead? Because my second mate was fighting to not end up like the first? Because I was scared and hurt and in pain? Because it was the first time he'd spoken to me, let me hold his pup, in months and it took us being attacked for it to happen?

"Sofia!" Zane called. "Hey, what's going on?" I could hear the lack of air in his voice. The absolute exhaustion.

"I'm inside the office, help will soon be on the way," I replied as I wiped my tears, not even glancing at my hands at this point.

I couldn't bear to see my fear so out in the open like that.

"That's not what I'm asking." He sighed.

"Oh?" It was all I could say at that point.

"Your emotions, remember?" My face burned bright red. I'd been sending my fear, my breakdowns to him all day and there was nothing either of us could do to make it stop. "Has someone attacked you again?"

Yeah, my emotions.

"No, I just got overwhelmed, that's all."

"Right, okay." My stomach tightened with disappointment. I didn't know what I had expected - for him to comfort me? Tell me he was alright and that the pack would be too?

"I'll go call the Alpha." I hurried to shut the link between us, knowing If he wanted to, as an Alpha, he could open it whenever he wished.

I fumbled through the drawers full of files, flinching at every small sound and only making my mission take longer, but eventually, after what felt like forever, the notebook with information on our allies was finally in my hands.

I almost started crying again right then and there but luckily managed to keep myself together as I flipped through the pages until I found Blood Moon.

Grabbing the phone off the desk, I put the number in and heard it ring only for a few seconds before Alpha Knox's voice came through the line.

"Zane? What's wrong?"

A/N

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