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The Alpha & I

First real story. No judgement please.
Everything in this story is fictional and of my own imagination. No copyright intended so please inform me if I've accidentally used something similar.

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The Elite circle. Rumoured to all be descendants of the original Were wolfs were wolfs who usually held a highly regarded rank, such as Alpha and Luna.

The Elite group Would meet annually over a weekend. All arriving on the Saturday morning, allowing the children to play and catch up with the other children but once dusk fell on the Saturday night, The adults had there fun.

The Night was still young, but all children were tucked up in bed in the pack house west wing being supervised by pack members. The Arrow smith Pack were hosting the 18th annual Gathering with all Elite members in the dinner room mixing and mingling with one another.

The large white open room with large stainless steel metal windows and grand extensive lights making the room atmosphere glow. Tables run along every wall with food and drink piled on top, and slowly one by one members would walk down the large wooden stairs to be greeted. No formal introduction was given unless you were a new Alpha, so gradually the room would fill without anyone noticing.

Accept for Richard Grey, Alpha of the Razor Ridge pack. He was known for his less than tolerant and charitable ways. He was a stern and harsh man who believed in order. His mate Christine and he had a 3 year old son, Nathaniel.

When Richard stood proudly at the top of the stairs, the room volume hushed.

His slow pace directed him straight to Paul and Amanda Haywood. Alpha of the Silver moon Pack. They had 2 sons, Jack who was 5, Tyler 3 and a half and a daughter Eleanor who was about to turn 2.

Amanda and Christine had been childhood best friends. In fact they grew up in the Arrow smith Pack, but left to be by their mates side. The Razor Ridge and Silver Moon pack shared a boarder. Being neighbouring packs the couples had a lot in common.

As the night commences an uneasy feeling filled the room. Groups of rouges ,werewolf shifters without packs had been spotted in neighbouring packs and on the move. With security on high alert the elite members dinned well into the night, unaware of the danger that was about to occur.

The attack was skillful, it was almost a success in trapping everyone in the grand hall if I hadn't been for increased number is patrols. Rocks followed by Gas bombs thrown through windows alerted the patrols who mindlinked the alphas. Once someone noticed the tires on cars slashed and outsides doors padlocked and bared, everyone panicked. grabbing there mates and running to the floor where the children were tucked up and sound asleep.

Amanda arriving to room 314 first waking up Jack, Tyler , Nathaniel and Eleanor. grabbing them all and dashing down the spiral stairs, with each foot hitting the floor she took a quick breath trying not to scare the children. The children struggling to keep up, as they ran.

Christine standing at a 1950 Holden with the doors open and a driver waiting to take off. the lights were blown and the motor was ancient but it was the only option. The only car not to have been destroyed. All huddled together Richard and Paul sent there mates and children into the night in hope they would survive.