The Lost Fae

Alpha Alexander POV The screams and blood are enough to break a man’s soul. I hear every mother's cry for her child, I see every body drop as the undead lay waste to my pack. They tear though us like we’re paper mache. This is unnatural, I think to my self as I behead yet another vampire. It seems that with every vampire we destroy, three more take it’s place. It’s been over six hours since they first crossed our border. Three miles of nothing but corpses haunt my mind. My pack can’t take much more, I fear this is the end of The Silver Moon Pack. Just then, as if my mind willed it, the vampires retreated. When the last vampire disappeared from eye sight, I finally looked around at the damage. Over half of the Silver Moon Pack, which was previously 576, is either dead or missing. Homes were destroyed beyond repair. The screams of anguish and loss echoing in my ears is getting increasingly louder as my heart beat amplifies. Then I woke with a start. Wiping the sweat off my face, I sat up and looked at the clock on my night stand. I groaned inwardly as I glared at the clock that read 2:37am. Another sleepless night, I thought to myself. Might as well look over the battle plan again. I changed into my clothes and headed down stairs where the pack office is. I opened the door to see my beta at my desk, looking frustrated. I knew the chances of him getting any rest willingly was slim to none. My beta, Johnathan, had just found his mate in another pack days before the attack. They hadn’t had the chance to complete the mate bond yet, she wanted them to get to know each other before getting physical. This isn’t uncommon in our species, but it is rather unfortunate because if they had completed the mate bond, she would still be here. Only the unmated women were taken, along with the majority of our pack’s children. “Johnathan. I need you rested before the battle today. You can’t fight for your mate if you are weak from exhaustion.” I said to him, not bothering to use my alpha voice. Johnathan and I were like brothers. I very rarely had to command him to do anything, but I needed my beta rested. “What if it was your mate?” he asked me as he looked up. I could see the rage building up in him as tears went down his face. I wish I could understand what my beta was feeling. I am 26 and I still haven't found my mate. Without another word I took out my phone and dialed the number for the packs doctor, Jasmine. “Yes Alpha?” Jasmine answered sleepily. “I apologize for waking you Jasmine, but I need something to aid Beta Johnathan to sleep.” I said with sincerity. “Certainly. I will be in your office shortly.” Jasmine responded before hanging up. “Thank you, Alex.” Johnathan said to me as he pushed himself away from my desk. I didn’t mind him sitting at my desk when I wasn’t here. He is my brother, and I completely trust him. He had brought up getting his own desk when I became Alpha, but I didn’t want Johnathan to feel like I didn’t trust him. I didn’t see a need to get us separate desks. A few minutes later, Jasmine came in with a small cup with a couple pills in it and handed it to Johnathan. “Beta, take these with water when you are in bed, they will kick in rather quickly. These will ensure you get a well rested sleep.” Jasmine explained. Johnathan took the small cup and looked at it rather dejectedly. “Thank you, Jasmine, and again I apologize for the inconvenience.” I said to her sincerely. “Anytime day or night Alpha, I am here to serve your pack faithfully.” Jasmine said as she kept her head down, bared her neck in submission and quietly left the room. “Johnathan, go get some rest. You will need your strength for battle.” I said to my beta. “As you wish, Alpha.” Johnathan said with formality before leaving my office. I sighed as I ran my hands down my face. I was frustratingly tired, but I had a few loose ends to tie up before battle. As the night went on, I planned and plotted to get my pack back. One way or another, the vampires are going to pay in blood. By the time I’m done with them, it will be as if they never existed. Kathrine’s POV “Wakey wakey, kitty cat. The Master wants to see you.” I heard the sickening voice of one of the guards. Ugh, it was Logan. Not only was he uglier and paler than the rest of his friends, but he was also the most disturbing individual. Fortunately for me, Master has said that my purity is to remain intact. Unfortunately, that means I get grabbed and groped a lot. As I lifted my head and opened my eyes, I saw the cell door open and Logan walk towards me to unlock my shackles. “There she is, the tease.” He said as he licked his lips and smiled as he looked at me with lust. I wanted to spit in his face and claw his eyes out so he wouldn’t look at me anymore, but I also know if I did, I would face much worse punishment that than this. As usual, when Logan yanked me up from the ground, he put his cold nose to my neck and grabbed my breast in his hand and squeezed. It’s been a weekly event since I started showing womanly traits at 12 years old. I didn’t bother fighting anymore. I instantly remembered the last time I fought back and flinched at the memory. It’s not worth it, I though to myself. “Logan! What is taking so damn long!” I heard Masters personal servant, Maurice yell. “Its not my fault the slut wouldn’t wake up.” Logan yelled back and I cringed. When Logan yelled, his voice sounded as if a cat was being strangled. How ironic that his nickname for me is Kitty Cat, especially since he sounds like one. “Well hurry up! Master doesn’t like to wait for his pet!” Maurice yelled back. That’s what I was, the masters pet. All of the other women, especially the new ones were used for purposes other than just feeding. I hate hearing the screams of the women, crying our for their loved ones as the guards had their way with them. I was the pet, the ‘privileged’ one. Master says they can look, but they can’t touch, and if they take away my purity, I won’t be useful anymore. Logan roughly shoved me away from him as I stumbled out of the cell and caught myself on the nearest stone wall to regain my balance. He followed behind me and grabbed my arm and practically dragged me down various hallways with Maurice trailing behind until we were in front of Masters door. Maurice stepped around us and knocked on the bulky wooden door. “Enter.” I heard Master through the door and Logan loosened his painful grip on me at the sound of Masters voice. Maurice opened the door and all of us kept our heads bowed as we entered. “Leave.” Master said and I knew he was speaking to Logan and Maurice. When the door closed Master closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “Come here my pet.” He said softening his voice. I obeyed and walked towards him with my head still bowed and stood in front of him. “Closer.” He ordered. I stepped forward to where our bodies were barely touching and he sighed. “Good girl.” He said softly as he bent down and trailed his cold nose on my neck, inhaling my scent. When I didn’t tilt my head to the side for him, he grabbed my hair and forcefully tilted my head to the side to allow him better access. “Don’t test my patience, Kathrine. You will comply with my needs or you will be punished.” He warned sternly. “Yes, Master.” I responded in a small voice. “ That’s what I like to hear.” He said as he trailed his tongue along my neck. I instantly wanted to vomit and crawl away in disgust, but I held perfectly still. Then he bit down. I could feel my life force being sucked from my body and tears started rolling down my face as I tired to keep my composure. I felt myself getting weak and right before I passed out, he wrapped one arm around my waist to hold me up, until he was finished. Then everything went dark.