☽ Fang ☾ [Howl sequel] ✔

☽ 18 ☾

 "We don't have another choice, Colby."

"Then let's do it," Colby looked like he went through hell and back, or as Jake mused— still going through hell. His hair was unkempt, curly, and wild, falling into the Alpha's deep set eyes. Cheeks were hollow and Jake could see the Alpha's collarbone peeking out from his sweatshirt, sharp and deadly. Jake didn't like how weak his Alpha was and it bothered him to no end.

"We need to make a plan first, Colby," Jake tried to make him see reason, "We can't just barge in there."

"Yes we can," Colby glared at the Beta, "He has Sam!"

"We're taking a huge guess on that," Elton spoke up from beside Jake, the two trying to be the voice of reason, "And we need to plan this out so none of us are hurt in this process."

Colby grumbled low and nodded, "I know... I know," Sam was gone, but he had to remember he had a pack now.

"We should go in first— check for any traps they could lay, see how many we're facing, and hopefully we can get Sam's scent," Elton motioned to himself and Jake, "And then you should follow, Colby. If it's just us, Jake won't have a reason to come after you. We're just Beta's— not an Alpha."

The Alpha nodded, "Alright— Omega's last, then. We'll need our numbers, but they shouldn't get hurt because of me."

Jake smiled softly at Colby, "And what about Xepher and Amber? Xepher is still healing and Amber hasn't been taken down from L.A.'s Most Wanted."

"Let them stay at the Trap House— they'll be safe there and they can be ready for when we come back with Sam," Colby mused, his body starting to thump with a renewed life now that they were finally planning out Sam's rescue. Colby couldn't afford to think that Sam wasn't going to be there, "Call the KracHouse— we'll need their assistance, too."

Jake nodded, "We should do this at night, that way we can rely on the lack of light to hide us from the others."

"Alright— sounds like a plan," Colby smiled gratefully at his Beta's, "We'll attack tonight."

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Sam snarled as loud as he could as the Martinez Twins picked him up by the scruff of his neck, dragging his wolf body across the floor. The rough edges between door frames ripped at Sam's beautiful and glowing white fur that made him stand out amongst his pack. His fur was now dirty and blood stained it like roses blossoming on a white canvas.

He hurt everywhere and he felt so numb, but the Alpha in him as the Alpha's Omega tried its damn hardest to not be put down completely. It was hard though, cause Sam just wanted to curl up into a ball and never wake up at this point. He could feel his Heat, like a second skin under his own, swirling in the pit of his stomach.

Jake Paul walked ahead of him, wrapping an arm around Tana's waist, grasping a cheek of her ass roughly. Tana squealed, turning to him like a giggly school girl. Sam wanted to throw up.

From his position on the floor, he could see where they were heading and he watched as they moved down the dark hallways to a large door that looked like a front door to any house. It almost felt like Sam was about to enter another building entirely. Jake Paul opened it and suddenly there was a bright light.

Sam shut his eyes to what he thought was sunlight, but as he was brought up the small, concrete ramp to the outside he realized it was the outdoor floodlight that lit up the backyard. Everywhere there were sounds and, for Sam who was stuck in his little cell with only his own thoughts, the outside world to his sensitive werewolf years was suddenly way too much. He winced at the cars and the crickets and the rumbling of two Alpha's who had caught the scent of an Omega in Heat.