Purest

1. Chaos

ALPHA EAST
EIGHT DECADES LATER

Logan

Closing the borders for the Lycan World was their only option. Villages and towns under their protection were evacuated. Humans, what were left, were sent to live in their world. Memories erased. Traces of their existence were wiped out.

The war with the Vampires was nowhere near ending. With power and brute force, the wolves could have easily won but the enemies hit them where it hurt the most.

Women, young and old, humans, and she-wolves were kidnapped, tortured, and killed. Over the decades, almost all of their men could no longer find the Moon Goddess's gift. Their population dwindled. 

Fated mates were the main target to maim the kingdom.

Though the lands under their territories had a natural wealth, with rivers and forests, coal and gold mines, rich vegetation and game, enough to last them a lifetime, all designed by the Lycan's estranged king for the comfort of his people, everything had been useless. No pups ran freely. No women to greet their warriors. No mated pairs to share their love under the stars and moon.

Everything had become dull. Gone were the lavish parties. The grand mating ceremonies. And the pack ran for fertility. All that was left were domes of history books secured in the castle's vaults.

They were facing near extinction. Their fears would become a reality in a few more years.

"We have secured the locations of our warriors and their mates. Their scents were masked and they were safe.  Our people in the human government gave them new identities." His Beta, Frederick informed him. 

Slowly and secretly, they had invaded the human world, too. Establishing businesses, taking over corporations and lands. Everything that had needed to be done to protect the remaining fated mates.

It was the last recourse he and his fellow alphas had to come up with. They had assessed the scenarios, the pros, and cons, and the existing threats. The possibility that the vampires would also send their enforcers to the human realm was a reality they had to face sooner or later. 

All that was left was a total of twenty pairs sent to the bosom of the modern world. They, the Alphas will follow the pairs for protection as soon as they execute plan B. Or until the Moon Goddess blessed them again with the chance to safely procreate with their fated mates.

"And the other three Alphas?" His peers, also his best friends, knee-deep in pack issues, facing the same dilemma were working tirelessly to save the kingdom.

"They had requested a meeting in Switzerland in a fortnight, Alpha." A coded message was sent to them today. They were ready for the second stage of their carefully well-laid plans.

"Confirm my attendance. Prepare our warriors and trackers. We are going hunting until dusk." His hatred for vampires held no bounds. They captured his father, killing and draining him of his blood, because of the link, everyone felt his suffering, eventually killing his mother when she felt the bond of their sacred union snap, making her fragile heart burst in pain.

Alpha East clenched his hands. 

-Yes.-

He will have his revenge and will not stop until the last vampire's head was skewered on a sword under the heat of the sun and watch it burn.

***
"Bring them to the sunroom for interrogation." His voice carried over the eerie silence.

Something was not right. They were miles from his border when they found the trail of vehicles, a supply line, filled with thousands of bags of blood, leading them to their enemy's hideout.