Run. Before fate catches up (Under Reconstruction)

Chapter 19: Who's with me?

###### Marley's POV ######

I was out for two weeks, and the whole time I was just trapped inside my own head although I could feel my wolfs presence it gave me a lot of time to think over everything really.

When I could start to feel my body again I knew I was getting better and that's when Deanna spoke to me.

'Marley, you are the future of wolves. The rest will follow you. Me and you together we are Queen wolf. You cannot show weakness, and you must be a good and strong leader. You cannot let the past affect your future which it will do, if you leave it be. The pack cannot think that someone got away with what they did to you. Do you understand? And do you understand what you must do?'

I did.

I spoke back in my mind, as I started to come back into my body.

As my wolf let out a sacred howl, I was back. And better than ever!

'Marley?' I heard my mate say to me, I loved him. I was so happy, my life was a gift. All I had to do was sort my past out. Then I can forget them.

Plus I hadn't heard from Jay, which had me worrying they had done something to him.

My decision was made, we would attack.

Turning to Elliot he had tears in his eyes, 'What's wrong?' I asked my voice sounding perfect.

'I thought y-you were d-dying,' He stuttered.

'Don't worry. I am back now.'

***

Elliot had gathered all his pack, together from all over Texas, also the five rouges that had spoke to me, and they had also convinved five other whole pack of wolf rouges to join Elliot's pack, as they explained that this pack will be different.

Having to rent a stadium because of the sheer amount of us, me and Elliot walked out infront of them all.

Having heard the news that I was Queen wolf, they all knelt. I blushed slightly at the attention as I motioned for then to stand. Elliot gave me a sexy smirk of encouragement. As I started to speak, everyone listened intently to my tale. I finished with

'We cannot let them walk all over us. They must be stopped. They must pay the price for messing with the Queen.'

Feeling my eyes turn red with pure anger and hatred, I heard a few gasps. But most looked on in admiration.

'LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!' One young boy shouted, next time joined by another until the whole stadium were chanting.

'LONG LIVE THE QUEEN, LONG LIVE THE QUEEN, LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!'

Tears of joy pricked my eyes, as I let out a sacred howl, and other wolves joined in.

***Alpha Ron's (Marly's Dad) POV***

Walking into the kitchen,

'Damn, it's messy in here.' I muttered to myself.

Ever since my disgrace of a daughter had escaped this place had been a tip.

I know she got beaten, but seriously she was so selfish! Just leaving us here with no-one to do our cooking and cleaning and all the rest. I mean we wern't totally horrible we fed her atleast once a month. I mean werewolves need food more than she did.

So I sent a search party out for her, we would be mess without her.

When we could find no trace, we knew there was a traitor in the pack.

After checking everyone we found her scent on that scum of a wolf Jay, we tortured him to tell us where she went, but he wouldn't tell us anything. Just that; he helped her escape and she was far away and safe.

Seeing he would be no more use to us we disposed of him.

Walking into the meeting room, we had to re-arrange the perimeter border patrol.

***

Just as we were about to leave,

a howl ripped through my head, forcing me and the other members to crash to the floor.

After recovering, I analysed what had just happened.

That was an ancient sacred howl, that was laced with menace and anger and was a howl of warning!

Crap! The sacred howl sounds like a greeting to those who are safe, and protected and whoever gets the howl with anger laced through it, is an enemy. Why were we an enemy?

The last wolf to use that howl was royalty.

Why had we gotten on the wrong side of royalty? Because whatever we did was not worth the wrath of an angry royal. It must also be really really bad because royals have a rational mind and only use menace when something is really really wrong. Or someone is in really really big trouble.

Usually meaning war, but certainly death.