The Death Twins

Rogues!

Nick's P.O.V

I was checking the borders when I smelled something suspicious and unknown. "Rogues! There are three rogues on our territory." A pack warrior mind linked. "I smell them too, where are they?" I asked following the scent. "I found them south, near the border." He told me and I ran towards them. When I arrived I saw two wolves, light brown and dark grey, and a wolf in human form. The boy was around seventeen, brown hair and heavily wounded. "What the hell happened to him?" I asked the warrior. He went behind a tree and shifted. When he came back he ordered the wolves to shift as well. They went behind some trees and took the wounded boy with them, they both didn't trust us with them and he couldn't walk alone and needed their support to keep him up. Luckily, they had clothes with them as well and didn't come out naked. When they came back I saw a man in his thirties, he had a bit of a brownish skin colour and black hair. The other man was in his early twenties probably and blonde. They both kept the boy standing. I felt watched but didn't smell anything. I thought of the two attacking wolves, would they work with these guys? "Ask them what they want, I don't trust them." I told my warrior. "Who are you and why are you here." The oldest answered. "I am Marcel. This boy has been abused by it's former alpha and got nearly killed. We managed to save him but can't take care of him because of the state he's in. We thought, since you take in other abused wolves, that maybe you could take care of him and help him get back on his feet." Marcel was talking truthfully, I know because I know a liar when I see one. "What do they mean with abused wolves?" I asked the warrior. "What do you mean with abused wolves?" He asked. Marcel looked surprised that we didn't know about something. "All those rogues you've been taking in. Do you not know where they're from? What had happened to them?" he asked. "Tell them they came from slaughtered packs. Slaughtered by two wolves seeking power. One with all nails and one missing one." I said and the warrior told them. All three looked surprised again but they also had a slight look of anger in them. "I came from one of those 'slaughtered' packs. Those two wolves saved many wolves from dying and protected us against abusive, power seeking alphas. They did nothing wrong, just the favours we asked them to do for us." He said. "So they do work with those attackers. "Ask them why they killed my dad, he wasn't abusive." I told the warrior. "Then why did they kill our Alpha? He wasn't an abusive leader and treated us all good." The warrior said. "They didn't kill him, Colin did." Marcel said. "Do you remember Colin? That jealous alpha seeking my fathers power. But he wouldn't be able to kill him. Ask them about it." I said. "Colin is way to weak to kill Alpha Seth, how come he did?" Marcel answered really quick. "Seth wanted to kill my guardians, but he was too weak to do it. They didn't want to kill him because he was a good man with a good heart, but he kept trying. They growled to try and scare him off but he kept trying to attack. Eventually, they knocked Seth out, leaving him alive but not attacking them anymore. They didn't realise Colin was on his way to Seth and found him knocked out. He didn't think twice before killing him." Marcel made up a pretty realistic story, but I wasn't going to fall for it.

Sam P.O.V.

Jac and I tried our best to help the boy, but he was too weak and there was no way he would survive without professional medical care, but where can we find that. "Marcel?" I asked. "Yes?" "Where do most rouges go to after we freed them? To which pack?" I asked. "I believe that would be the biggest pack in the states, I belief it's called the Lightning pack." Marcel said. "Why?" "For the boy. It has been a week and he still can't talk. His chances of surviving are becoming less everyday and he needs professional medical care." I told him and he nodded. Marcel found a rogue, willing to travel with him and bring the boy to the Lightning pack. I promised them I would be there but I wouldn't show myself. I was only there for protection, in case anything would go wrong. The four of us left only a day after and Jac would keep the rogues alive and keep contact with me. When we arrived at the the border I smelled more wolves than ever before and it hurt my nose. So many scents weren't good for me. I let them walk in while I calmed down to follow later. When I arrived, they were already stopped by a pack warrior, I jumped in a tree to look over them. The warrior was mind linking the alpha and told him he found rogues on their territory. A scent ran towards us and I saw a large, light brown wolf with white socks. It looked almost cute. The alpha told the warrior to shift and ask Marcel some questions because he didn't trust them. "Who are you and why are you here?" The warrior asked. "I am Marcel." Marcel said. "This boy was abused by it's former alpha and got nearly killed. We managed to save him but can't take care of him because of the state his body is in, we don't have enough medical care. We thought, since you take in other abused wolves, that maybe you could take care of him and help him get back on his feet." The Alpha was thinking for a while and then asked the warrior what we meant by abused wolves. I told Marcel so he had some time to think of an answer. Marcel knew what question was coming but was still surprised the rogues didn't tell their new alpha about the abuse. "All those rogues you've been taking in. Do you not know where they're from? What had happened to them?" Marcel asked the alpha. The Alpha told the warrior about the packs being destroyed by two power seeking wolves with a description fitting Jac and me, and I told Marcel. And again, Marcel was surprised to hear the words which came out of the warriors mouth. He was surprised, angry and just didn't know how they could think of me like that. Out of all rogues, Marcel is probably most loyal and most thankful to us. Marcel lived a horrible live and all his loved ones were killed in front of him, even his mate. He can't stand untrue accusations. "I came from one of those 'slaughtered' packs. Those two wolves saved many wolves from dying and protected us against abusive, power seeking alphas. They did nothing wrong, just the favours we asked them to do for us." He said with a slight tone of anger. I heard the alpha say: "So they do work with those attackers. Ask them why they killed my dad, he wasn't abusive." I told Marcel and I knew he had an answer lined up. Last week at the fireplace, I told him how Jac and I came across an angry Alpha seeking to kill us. Not because of the pleasure of killing us but to protect his pack from us. He didn't know why we killed certain alphas but he thought his pack was next. He tried to kill us but we knocked him out to protect him from himself. Marcel had a short recap to tell the apparently not Alpha but soon to be Alpha. The Alpha's son remembered the name Colin and knew damn well who he was. After a while he decided to take the rogues in. At first, Marcel didn't want to go in the pack house, but I told him it was fine and he could relax a bit. He could watch over the boy and leave whenever he wants. He just lived there for a while, and didn't have to be a part of the pack.