His Revenge

Chapter three

The party has been in full swing for an hour when we decide to cut the cakes.  We had two made at the local human bakery so that everyone here would be surprised.

"Ok everybody who wants to know what the genders are?" Mal calls out with a smile.

Everyone starts cheering and Mal gives me the go ahead cutting into the first cake I pull out a piece holding it up, "BABY A IS A GIRL!" Mal yells and our guests cheer again.

I pass the first piece of cake to Bronx to give to someone.  Then turn to the second cake.  "Who's ready for Baby B?" Mal is having so much fun it makes me smile.

I cut the second cake and Mal announces that we are having another baby girl! Our pack is so happy that I know NOW is the time turning to the crowd  I call out.

"While we have your attention I have another question to ask!" I say getting everyone's attention again and Mal is giving me a funny look.

"Mallory you are the love of my life, the Goddess gave me the greatest gift pairing me with you," I get down on my knee pulling out the ring and Mal has tears running down her cheeks with the biggest smile. "Will you marry me?" I ask and she's already nodding.

Everyone starts cheering for us again, it's one of the happiest days of my life! I'm so over the moon with my family in my hands, so happy I don't notice the attack that's coming.

No one noticed... till it was too late.

I don't know who died first that night, or which of my family members cried out for me.  All I know is that almost out of nowhere, cause it had to come from somewhere, people started screaming and chaos ensued.

Immediately I linked Bronx to grab my siblings and take them and Mal to the safe room, I linked all warriors that we were under attack.

Not that I needed to, most warriors were here except for those on patrol, I  linked the "pup school" teachers to take the children and elderly to the safe rooms.

My mom was fighting by my dad's side, when she was shot.  The man who shot her had his back to me and I ran at him ready to avenge my mother.

Just as I went to RIP his spine from his body he turned incredibly fast shooting me in the stomach while catching me.

"Now is that any way to treat your long lost uncle? Learn your place boy!" He growled while aiming the gun at my head this time.

My stomach burned so fucking bad but I was not going to give up, I couldn't I had to stop this monster.

My dad came at him with a silver dagger managing to slice open his face saving me from getting shot in the head, only to take the bullet himself.

"NO!!" I yelled this bastard just turned my siblings and I into orphans.

"You Son of a BITCH I WILL KILL YOU!!!" I scream at him and he sends me an evil smirk.

"Not if I kill you first, but I think I'll make it hurt first," he says to me with malice.  "Bring me his mate and siblings!" He shouts to his followers some being our oldest guards.  I was struck from behind, whatever they used made my head hurt so bad and blood run down my back making me dizzy.

No Goddess.... PLEASE!!!.... DON'T LET HIM DO THIS!!!....  "NO..NO... NOO!!" I scream as I'm restrained and forced to watch as they kill my brother, my sisters, Bronx who died trying to defend them all alone was thrown in front of me.  They ripped out his throat and sliced his body open.

But the worst was yet to come, my mate..the other half of my soul. They sliced her open gouging our daughters from her belly and tore them to pieces.  Mal tried to crawl to me, and I fought so hard to free myself when they started, using all the strength I had.  Now it felt like I had nothing left, even so I still tried to reach her.

Before our outstretched hands could touch they stabbed her through her back straight into her heart.  I felt my heart die, but my mind was still trapped in this hell.  Unable to do anything I layed there waiting for death, I welcomed it but it didn't come.

The air was polluted with the smell of fear, death, despair, and smoke.  I noticed then I could no longer see.  I felt so numb, I didn't know if death was finally coming to take me away or if I was in shock, but I no longer cared.

That is till his rotten breath hit me, "enjoy death great nephew, I told your father the pack should have been mine.  Too bad I no longer need it, it can burn in hell with the lot of you," he said then stabbed me eleven times in my back leaving me to bleed out.

The next thing I heard was the traitors yelling "why we followed you, why kill us!"

"I don't need backstabbing MUTTS like you! Kill them all," my SOB of a great uncle yelled and the last thing I heard before there was nothing was their screams as they died.

NOW

I wish I had died, I feel dead... I am dead.  The life I had is gone, the me I was is gone.  All I am now is a shell of a man with a burning rage hotter than any star or even ten thousand stars combined within me.  I will find EVERYONE who took my life from me, and when I do they will beg me for death before I'm done.

If I have to take them apart piece by fucking piece, it will be done... they will die!

David's POV

I'm worried about Grey, to lose so much in one go like that, I don't think I would survive that kind of heartbreak.  Chris and I try to get him to eat, to cry, something.. but from the look in his eyes I can see he's planning.

I just hope that whatever it is doesn't kill him.