The Alpha's Downfall.

Chapter Twelve

"We have a message from our leader." At the lanky woman's words, I blanch and a pang of uncertainty consumes me.

"What?"

"We. Have. A. Message. From. Our Leader" the lanky lady speaks up, over pronouncing each word and saying them slowly, as if Julian and I were small children. I growl impatiently, Luza close to surfacing.

"Your leader is currently ah..." Julian pretends to check his invisible watch as waves of confusion begin to wash over me. He looks back at the rogues with a fake smile on his face. "Captured. Surely if he had a message, he would have told us by now and not sent you two dimwits."

The Rogues give each other amused glances, then the fat midget on the left continues. "Our leader would like to tell you-"

"Take us to them." As my voice resonates through the wood, the mismatched pair visibly cower, avoiding my eyes. After shifting, Luza tends to stick around along with heightened emotions: anger bubbles through our link. During the time my frustration and confusion had been mounting, silver was interwoven with the grey in my cold eyes.

Attempting to drown out my voice, Baldybum (as I have now nicknamed him) continues.

"He would like us to remind you that your brother-"

I snapped, finally giving my frenzied wolf full control. Running at them and pinning them both up to the rough bark of a pine tree. Snarling at the Rogues as they claw at my hands. The hurt and anger that had been building up since I had fought Kain was suddenly flowing in my veins, Luza absorbing the brunt of the painful feelings.

Ew. Emotions. Gross.

I Finally release the pair as they turn a sickly shade of purple. Collapsing onto the damp, mossy ground, they clutch their bruised throats.

"-Is not-" Choking in between each phrase, the fat guy carries on with his message. "-the only da-danger out there."

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After I had painted the countryside in a dark red shade called "Rogue blood" (so inventive) Julian and I return to to the castle, walking slowly.

"Julian." I ponder, making my expression as serious as possible.

The poor man gulps. "I didn't do it?" He questions, obviously terrified of what I'm about to ask of him.

"Do you think Luke would be mad if I stole his snickers stash?" Julian smirks, his guilty expression quickly leaving his face and replies with another question, eyes filled with amusement.

"If Luke stole your Friends box sets would you be mad?"

Let me explain. Luke is addicted to snickers. I'm serious, that boy has some issues. I've stolen them once before and I ended up with lurid bubblegum pink teeth for a month.

Don't ask me how he did it. You don't want to know. It includes fake smurfs, several green chilli peppers and a very hot guy with a swimming pool.

On the other hand, Friends is my life. I've watched all ten series at least thirty-nine times and still counting.

Theo decided to nick three a few weeks ago.

Let's just say he always found some kind of object or shield to protect his 'jewels' every time I've seen him since then.

"Great. For future reference, we did not just have that conversation." My friend nods eagerly and we continue to walk.

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Ann greets me at the entrance of my office. From the grave look on her face, something big just went down.

Last time I saw her like this, it was when 5SOS tweeted her. Hopefully, like last time, she'll jump on me and be happy for the next few weeks, or she'll be serious.

How boring.

"Ames, your brother isn't the leader of the Rogues." Her face shows no signs of betraying any type of emotion as I turn away from her.

What a good friend. Straight to the point as always.

Fizzling up side me again, the anger that I had bottled up after wringing the two Rogues' necks was back again.

'Guess who's back, back, back, back again.'

'SHUT IT LUZA!'

Kain flinches slightly as the silver door to his cell bangs open violently as I storm in, feet stomping heavily against the metal floors.

"WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?!" Furious words come out of my mouth. I've been played by my own stupidity and arrogance. I had assumed, when me and the wretch had fought, that he was the alpha of the Rogues, purely because dominance was a shared family trait. But no, apparently not. "IS WHAT SHE IS SAYING TRUE?!"

Wincing slightly, the chained up prisoner nods and my curled fist lands on his already bruised and bloodied face. As the sound of flesh resonates though the metal-clad cells, many other pairs of footsteps hurry down the steps. Julian, Ann and Juliette's faces are visible in the gloom.

Juliette often helps with the questioning. She is very temperamental and sometimes the punchbag isn't quite enough, so we let her loose on the prisoners. Eyes widening as Kain catches sight of her, he glances between both of us, assessing our similarities. Juliette, in return, sneers at him.

"Finally cared to join us, traitor?"

Yes, she knows about him, but only because she blackmailed our other brother into telling her.

The women in this family sure know when to whip out the old videos of truth or dare.

Again, you really don't want to know.

Startling me by laughing, Kain attempts to take up a threatening stance, somewhat held back by the silver burning into his flesh.

"That's not even the best of it, my dear sisters."

Making eye contact, Juliette and I step forward, intending to get the answers out of our dear, dear brother.

If you didn't pick up on that sarcasm, I'm going to be stood outside your window, ready to bury you in the garden.

Exactly forty two minutes later, (just kidding, there's no way I was keeping track) and after extracting exactly no information out of the victim,(that I was keeping track of, trust me) me and Ettie were close to giving up.

Trailing the silver knife down his already bloody face, I bury my gaze deep into his red eyes.

"I'm giving you one last chance before I kill you. What do you know? Are you mutts planning to attack us?" Kain coughs and blood dribbles down his chin.

"Yes, we're attacking." He grins. Sincerity burning in his eyes. "I've seen your pack, there are twice as many of us. Frankly, twice as trained." Taking a shuddering breath, he chuckles. "And you, Ameli, are screwed."

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