-:Cecelia's PoV:-
'The rogues are attacking!'
There was a moment of pin-drop silence of horror. And then there was chaos. Julian looked confused. Ash and I rushed out of the truck together so that lead me to believe it wasn't just me who got the bad news.
Both our packs were under attack.
"We're under attack!" I informed a clueless Jules when we reached him. My heart was beating wildly. It was palpitating loudly. I was losing my bearings. We were under attack. Tasha's captors were there. It was time to get her back . . . if we could.
'They're at our West border. Warriors report there. The kids and the untrained, go back to the Packhouse immediately.'
"They're at our western borders," I added. Julian frowned. People rushed out of the Packhouse and took off in the direction of our West border in groups.
"Ash, your pack needs you. Go!" I urged him.
"I'm not leaving you when we're under attack," he denied flatly.
"Asht-"
"Let him stay, Lia," Julian interjected. I scowled at him. The Pack comes first, does it not? And it was not like I'd be alone. I'd be one of the many fighters. There would probably be a few casualties, some injuries. That was normal in our world. It was okay because we had the skills and - most likely - the numbers to win.
"Fine," I huffed nonetheless, not wanting to lose time. "Let's go!"
They didn't move. They looked at each other for a moment and then turned to me.
"No." They stated in sync.
"Excuse me?" I asked in bewilderment.
"We're leaving for the borders. You're going inside the Packhouse," Julian clarified.
"The fuck I am," I scoffed incredulously.
"Lia, it's not safe."
"All trained persons are to report, Julian."
"There are exceptions," Ashton backed Julian up.
"No, there are not. I'm going," I insisted, glaring at them.
Why are we wasting time?!
"Cecel-"
"I'm going. That's final." I growled firmly. "They need as many hands as they can get."
I was a trained warrior. I owed it to my pack.
I started running towards the western border, having had enough. Accepting that I wasn't going to budge from my decision, Ashton and Julian followed me. I could feel the waves of annoyance and trepidation rolling off of them. I rolled my eyes. I was not a porcelain doll. They needed to stop treating me like one.
We quickly reached our destination. The scene that awaited us was confusing. Instead of a bloodbath-in-progress like what I had expected, there were masses of people everywhere. They were all vigilant and tense, but there was no fighting going on.
I thought that it was an attack . . . ?
Silver Moons were gathered there too, but they were mindful of all the borders just like the Crescent Moons. The place was absolutely stinking with the stench of rogues.
I pushed through the crowd on our side and they parted for me easily upon seeing who I was. I was almost at the front when what I saw made my blood run cold.
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Werewolf[Featured by @StoriesUndiscovered in their reading list on 1st March 2022] | First Draft | Edited Once | "𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯." - Jodi Picoult. ********** Cecelia...