Chapter 4 - What a welcome!
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James POV ( Dean’s son)
Shit! I ruined another shirt.
“Now see what you did… you got your filthy blood on my shirt” I say with another punch to his face.
“I’m sorry, alpha… I didn’t mean to” he says in pain.
“You didn’t mean what? To get blood on me or to betray your pack and your alpha” I roar.
I’d forgive nearly anything, except betrayal.
It makes my blood boil.
“It was all for you, alpha” he defends himself.
“You think I wanted this? And you really think if I wanted it … I’d need the help of your likes” I snarl, claws out.
“Slit his throat” Verax, my wolf growls in my head.
“Not yet” I reply.
“Who else are you working with?” I say grabbing his neck, my claws digging into his skin.
“Just the names I’ve told you alpha” he says, out of breath.
“Who are you working for?” I command him to tell me.
“I… I… I don’t know, we never met” he says.
Again with this s**t!
I hit him again and he lose consciousness.
Useless.
“I don’t think we’ll get anything new out of him or the others. I really believe they know nothing more.. I mean you alpha commanded them and still, they don’t know” My beta, Chase says, following me as I stomp out of the cell with nothing new… again.
“So we will find another way to make them talk or give us a clue” I say, frustrated.
“At this rate we will be interrogating corps, James” he says as we step out and toward the trees.
“So be it” I snap at him.
“This is not just about them betraying you and the queen” Chase says squinting his eyes.
“What could be worse?” I ask.
“I mean it's that, but what really pisses you off is that they would think you’d actually do it”, he knows me too well.
“How can my own people think so little of me? How can they believe that I would ever betray my queen, my own flesh and blood?” I say letting my emotions get the better of me.
“Have you told her yet? That it’s all about you” he asks.
“No, but I believe she has already figured it out” I say, a little ashamed of the fact, like it’s my fault.
“Really? All she knows is that they wanted to get rid of her, she doesn’t know that they want you to be the new king”, ugh, even the mention of it sends me over the edge.
“I’d rather die first” I snarl.
“I know.. believe me, I know, alpha, and her majesty knows that too” he tries to assure me.
“but they don’t and they will keep coming after her and you” he continues with a knowing look.
“Well, let them come” me and verax growl together.
Max POV
I slit the throat of the last sorcerer as I crush the throat of a witch under my bare foot.
I look behind me and I see … let’s play a long and call her Emma, tearing a part a witch with her jaws, still in wolf form.
“He is dead. Let’s get out of here before more come” I tell her.
She turns to me, snarling, like she doesn’t know who I am.
Shit! f**k! s**t!!!
“Hey, calm down. It’s me. Max… you know, the guy who just saved you from that man who was trying-” I don’t get to finish my sentence as she interrupts me with a loud growl.
Okay, maybe that was the wrong thing to mention.
She growls again and she looks like she is about to attack me.
Oh, f**k!
“Please don’t. I don’t want to hurt you” I almost beg her.
It’s like she can’t even hear me… am I going to have to kill the girl I just saved?
Or just let her do it?
Wait! When did I become suicidal?!
I guess I have to figure that out right now because she launches at me, claws out and teeth bared, ready for murder.
Before she gets to tear me apart or I kill her , out of nowhere, a huge ball of energy hits her, sending her to the ground.
Fuck! I missed one.
I throw my dagger into the goddamn sorcerer’s throat in my signature move, sending him to the afterlife.
Maybe I should have sent a message to uncle Adam with him?
No, no need, uncle Adam will know it’s me all by himself.
“Oh no. I’m sorry. I’m sorry… it’s just I haven’t shifted in a year and my wolf has a lot of ” Emma start profusely apologizing, trying to cover herself.
“It’s fine… I understand” I cut her off, reassuring her that it’s okay.
I do understand what she is going through even if she was about to kill me.
“No, no, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” she keeps saying sorry in her frantic state and I have to stop her.
“Emma, stop” I shout and that caught her off guard enough to snap back.
I look at us and we are barely wearing anything and whatever little is left on us is stained with blood.
And by us, I mean me because Emma is butt naked.
“Listen, we need to get dressed and get out of here… start searching for your size on one of these bodies” I tell her, looking straight into her eyes, making sure she understands what I’m saying.
She takes a deep breath then nods.
and the search begins.
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“Who the hell goes to battle with a yellow floral dress?” Emma says, irritated, her body still covered in blood yet wearing a very cheerful outfit.
“Witches and sorcerers don’t really fight. They just say some s**t or wave their hands around” I explain very condescendingly, because I hate the bastards.
Before I can find something for me to wear, we hear someone coming… a lot more than just one.
We don’t have the energy for another battle, so we do the next best thing.
“Run” I say as we both take off.
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I don’t know how long we’ve been running, but it’s been hours.
We were almost cornered a couple of times and this time makes it a third.
There is nowhere to hide except this pond infront of us.
"How long can you hold your breath?" I anxiously ask Emma.
"What?... a couple of minutes maybe" she answers, unsure of herself.
"well... it's long enough" I say as I grab her by the hand and jump into the pond .
A minute goes by and it feels like eternity.
They are right above us.
I'm clutching Emma's hand so she won't surface too soon.
A couple more minutes go by and she starts to yank her hands out of mine.
Shit, she is out of breath.
I grab onto her, wrapping my arms around her to keep her underwater as I hear the witches walk away.
Just a couple more seconds and we can go up.
When I could no longer hear their footsteps, that's when I notice that Emma stopped fighting too.
oh, no no no.
I get us out of the water as fast as I can.
I lay her on the grass and try as hard as I can to listen to her heartbeat.. but there is none.
No, I didn't just kill her, no.
I put my hands on her chest and start doing compressions as hard as I can.
this is not happening!
now blow in her mouth.
I keep doing this pattern for what felt like a lifetime until I finally hear it.
water coming out of her lungs.
What a sweet sweet sound.
I set her up quickly so she wouldn't choke and when she finally catches her breath I can't help but hug the s**t out of her.
"I can't believe I almost lost you, I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry" I deeply and genuinely apologies.
"Well, that's new" she almost whisper.
"What?! that I almost killed you".
"No, that part I'm used to, and you were trying to protect us ... I'm talking about the other part. It's the first time someone gave a damn if I was dead or alive...I mean even my father tried to kill me" she says, surprised by my actions.
That just broke my heart.
I don't know how to respond and just give her a smile.
that poor girl has been through it.
But there is no time to dig deep into that now we have to get out of here.
"We need to keep moving, lean on me" I say, helping her up.
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It's been enough time that no one had caught up with us and I’m pretty sure they’ve lost our tracks.
I see a light coming from a far, sipping through the thick trees that we are hiding within.
Emma and I silently agree to go towards it.
We come out of the tree line and see that it’s a bar.
I hear Emma’s stomach growl with hunger and so does mine.
She hasn’t eaten in god knows how long and I am pretty sure I haven’t eaten anything in the last 20 years or so.
I just look at Emma and she knows what I want.
She just nods as eager as I am to have a meal, so we head inside.
Before we even have a chance to order, a beautiful, dark-haired with the most stunning hazel-green eyes approaches us.
“Hello, I’m JJ. Wanna f**k?” .
Oh, what a welcome!
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