Destined to be a Rogue (Alphas and Rogues#1) {Will be Edited Soon}

Chapter 23

Jason's POV:

My father was busy conferring with our pack's allies when I entered his office.

Motioning for me to sit down, he ended his call with the Alpha of Silvermoon Pack.

He sighed, rubbing a weary hand over his face. His years seemed to be catching up to him. I had never once seen my father look so tired or so weary.

"You called?"

"The scouts have reported increasing activity by the Midnight Pack. They are gathering their forces. We have to prepare for an attack coming our way soon. I wanted you to keep an eye and report anything you hear right back to me," my father spoke. I remained quiet. I had a feeling he was not yet finished.

He stood up and stared out of his window.

"Are the rumours true?" he asked suddenly. His tone was sharp.

Startled, I said, "About what?"

When he turned to stare at me, his wolf was showing through his eyes, "Is Teressa Crompton the Hell Hound?"

Be Cautious, my wolf told me.

I carefully answered, "And if she is?"

Now it was my father's turn to be confused. "But I did not sense the mark of the Hound on her. How can it be? Hell hounds are chosen from our pack and she is not one of ours."

"She is the hellhound's daughter."

Careful, my wolf whispered.

My father was baffled, "But that was Helena Ma...." His eyes suddenly turned red and his teeth elongated to canines. He roared as sudden comprehension engulfed him. "SHE IS JACOB BLACK'S DAUGHTER!"

My father shifted and it didn't even have to take the pack link to figure out that my father was on kill mode. He thought my mate was a spy. The enemy.  She had to be eliminated.

My mate was threatened. I shifted to my wolf and growled. My father roared and sent an Alpha command; GET OUT OF MY WAY PUP. MUST KILL THE SPY.

I was an Alpha about to ascend.  With effort, I shook off the Alpha command and growled.

SHE IS MY MATE!

 In my peripheral view, I saw my beta and my third rushed into the room and take their positions behind me as I faced my father. It was a challenge now.  The two had shown clearly with whom their loyalties lay.

YOU DARE CHALLENGE YOUR ALPHA? My father snarled. 

My wolf circled my father's wolf and I jumped on the other wolf, drawing the first blood. A fury of claws and snarls followed. Glass broke as we fought as wolves, one in blind rage and the other to protect his mate and for domination.

Screams and blood.

Somehow, as we clashed, my wolf managed to grab the other wolf's neck between his teeth and brought down the older wolf. My father's wolf thrashed and snarled but my wolf's grip was firm.

Submit, he growled to my father's wolf.

He drew blood when the wolf went silent and lay in his feet, surrendering completely.

A howl went up.

The shift of power was felt throughout the pack link. Wolves howled to acknowledge their new Alpha.

I had defeated my father.

I was the Alpha now.

Tress's POV: