The Son of Wolves (A Grey Wolves Series Fanfic)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

"Is anyone there?" A dark voice called out. A shiver ran down my back as I looked up to see a man dressed in all black step out of the shadows. He had black eyeliner around his silver eyes, which only made him look even more dark.

I picked my head up from my knees and looked at the man. "Why, dear," he said. "Why are you crying? Come now. A girl as beautiful as you shouldn't be crying on a rock in the woods."

I quickly wiped my tear-stained cheeks and climbed off the rock. "I-" I started to say, but he cut me off. "Who's that calling for you?" he asked.

The thought of Percy made more tears run down my face. The large man stepped closer and with his gloved hand, wiped them away. His hand burned my skin (no pun intended) and I took a couple steps back. "Who are you?" I asked.

He grinned a wicked smile. "My name is Edmund, my dear, and what would be yours?"

"Crys-Christine." Something told me to lie and get the heck away from this man. I started to turn and leave, but he ran around me and blocked my path with his large form.

"Going somewhere?" he asked.

"Yes, I was. Now if you'll excuse me," I said as I tried to sidestep the man. He stuck out his arm and caught me before I could go further. I let a small yelp at the fast movement, but that only seemed to make him smile even more as he flung me back. I flew into the rock and fell onto the ground with the sheer force of his throw. I looked up at him and when I saw his eyes glowing and his canines lengthening, I knew who he was. He was one of the insane Alphas and from the look on my face, he must have saw that I knew. "You're not going anywhere, Crystal Waters." He rushed forward at me, but I just barely managed to escape his massive arms.

I scrambled to my feet and ran straight into the arms of the other Alpha. He had long blonde hair and tattoos running up each arm. I kicked and struggled to get out of Blondie's  iron hold. When a lock of his hair fell out of his ponytail from trying to hold me, I yanked it as hard as I could. He howled in pain and stepped away from me, holding his head.

I started running toward the only other way that wasn't blocked by an Alpha and was just about to break into the woods, when Edmund yelled, "Stop or your friend will never see the light of day again!"

I stopped in my tracks. I slowly turned to face the two Alphas. My hands vanished as flames began to ignite at my fingertips. They started to wrap around my arms, but I was immune to the fire. "What are you two idiots talking about?" I know, don't go enraging an already provoked werewolf, especially when there are two, but I felt like I could do some serious damage with my fire.

"Ah, so you do care about your little human friend. Riley, is it?" The one with blonde hair said. Edmund motioned for a third stranger to come out of the shadows.

A shorter but still very muscular man stepped into the clearing. He brought Riley with him who was floating in mid air. Dark green swirls wrapped around her but since she was unconscious, she didn't notice them. The man looked to be in his early twenties, but in this world, you can't rely on looks. A three-hundred-year-old werewolf could only look thirty years old. He light brown hair and piercing icy blue eyes. He looked like he didn't want to be here, like he didn't want what was happening to be happening. Once the Alphas addressed him though, the look vanished and in its place was a look of pure malice.

"Terrell, here, has your friend in a sleeping spell. Either you come with us and she lives or you can run back to your Perseus and Riley, here ,will die." The Blondie smiled at having me caught between my best friend and Percy.

As if my eternal pain wasn't enough, Edmund nodded at Terrell and the warlock raised his hands. The green swirls grew tighter around Riley until they were so tight she couldn't breathe. She struggled to breathe, but Terrell wouldn't loosen his hold.