Chapter 18: Answers

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Dean's POV

"Well, lets just go!" I say angrily, "We know roughly where the rogues are, we know it was them now lets just go!"

"Dean, calm down. It's not that simple." Chris tries to reason with me.

"I will not calm down! Erin's gone. I- we don't know where she is and god only knows what's happening to her right now. Shes been gone now what? 8 hours? What if it was Jane, Chris? What if it was Jane and not Erin?" I say, my anger rising.

Chris sighs and Matt steps in. "Chris, he's right," He says putting his arms around Olivia, "I mean, who else are we going to mess around with?" Matt says jokingly, "Anyway, I know if it was my Olivia I would seriously be out for blood. Erin is like our sister, Chris. She's Dean's girlfriend and cousin to Jareth. Imagine this pack without her, this pack is family, mainly because of her." Matt finishes, I look over at him and nod.

Chris sighs again and gives in. "Fine. Olivia, Jane, you stay here with-"

"Nuh-uh, we ain't staying here. We are just as capable as you men are. We are going to save our girlfriend!" Olivia says.

"I remember her being Dean's girlfriend." Khyan says and there's laughter, me included as Jane and Olivia slap him playfully. It was surprising how well Jareth, Khyan, Jeremy and Heath had settled in and if the times had been any different I probably would have marvelled at it. But, as it is...

"Do you know, I was just about to crack the same joke." Jack says and him and Khyan high-five. I roll my eyes, having one Jack is enough, but having another?

"Right, but if you girls are coming you are to be protected at all times," Chris says.

Erin's POV

I take another blow to the face. Sitting down and tied to a chair in a room with wooden walls. I can feel something warm trickle down my cheek. Blood. "Who are you?" The hooded figure asks again.

"The Alpha of the Silver-Blood Moon Pack." I answer and the hooded figure laughs.

"Yeah, we've established that fact. Your name?" He asks.

"What's it to you?" I ask and he kicks my face again and I feel more blood.

"I'm not asking again, what is your name?" He asks again.

"Erin. Why?" I ask.

"Last name?" He asks.

"Why don't, you give me your name, and I'll answer that question?" I say and he laughs again. Followed by another blow o my face.

"You have guts, I will give you that much. But you lack brain cells, you are not as smart as I thought," He says as I start to try to release my legs from there bind to the chair. If he is like normal bad guys off movies he will probably tell me the whole of his plans. Or in this case, the other way around. I smile in my head at the thought. "Now, answer my question. What is your last name?"

"What good will it do you? To find out my last name? If you'd done your homework you would probably know my last name anyway. As you know I'm Alpha and your looking for a girl. You probably already know that my Uncle passed me down the role and that both my parents are dead. So, if I am not mistaken, you already know my name, and are, therefore, awaiting confirmation. Is that not correct?" I say.

"I may have misread you. You are smarter than I thought. Yes, I know your name. I know everything about you. I have planned his moment for a long, long time." He says.

"I know that too," I say, "Is there any reason whatsoever that I am here? Or is it just that you want to find information out on my Uncle and Aunt who you want to kill. Because, if you are your efforts have been wasted. I know very well you plan on killing me too so the last of the SilverBraves are dead. But you forget that I also have another Aunt and Uncle and a cousin. You have not schemed this very well. I will not ever help you. You may kill me, I dare you to kill me but you won't without your information which I am not willing to give. You cannot go about this without my cooperation, and I am choosing not to cooperate."

He kicks me again. "Then I will have to torture you until you give it to me." He hissed.

"I have watched you kill my parents in front of my very eyes. Your only flaw was letting me walk free, that was torture, you cannot believe how much torture it caused. To watch my unborn brother die and my mother and my father. Yes, you killed my father first, infront of my eyes, then my mother and unborn brother after she had secretly married my step-father. You let me go, freely until I had become Alpha, which you roughly guessed as unable to track my Uncle and Aunt. You then harassed the Half Moon Pack along with the New Moon Pack trying to take over their territory in order for the Alpha to turn to the Council or help. Knowing that they would call upon me and my pack," I say, finally releasing my feet but keepin them where they were so he didn't notice. "You then waited for the right time. The first time failed when my friends came ad helped so you made more come after me. You drugged me, hid my scent and brought me here. You think I don't know torture, Francis? Think again."

"Very well played, but if you knew my name why did you ask?" Francis sas.

"The same reason you asked for my name. For confirmation." I answer, flipping my hair out of my face.

"Interesting." He says.

"You're gonna lose." I say matter-of-factly.

"Hmmm? And why is that?" He asks stepping closer.

"You lack conviction." I answer.

"I do not think I lack convi-" He starts stepping closer again and I kick him where you shouldn't. He kneels over in pain and I shove him over, then I stand up and plant my chair on his stomach. As the other five men in the room start at me I get them down. I then leap up, do a somersault and land, breaking the chair on Francis's back as he turns over. He groans and then I run locking the one window and door and barricade them so no one can get in and no one can get out. And then I fight with the men in here, six versus me.

Deans POV

We run towards the place where we saw them last. To the large shack in the forest. When we get there we stop to see the window barricaded and all the rogues trying to get in the shack. There's a lot of racket from inside and it seems that Erin has been let lose, I smile until I count the wolves trying to get in and notice there are roughly six of the rogues in the shack with her. Chris gives the signal and we run at the wolves trying to get in. They notice the danger and stop what they're doing. They see us and start running at us. I then see myself facing three of them and a growl leaves my lips.

Erin's POV

I kick out at the last guy, knocking him out, and then tie them all together so they can't move. All of them unconscious. I find an old mirror and look in it. I look a complete mess.My black hair a mess and sticky with blood. My cheeks swollen and bruised and cut and also bleeding. My right eye black and swollen. My body amidst with black, purple, blue, yellow and green bruises. I sigh and then look at the wolves tied together. I sigh. There's a breaking noise at the door and I turn around to see a man there. He has pale blonde hair and green eyes. High cheekbones and pale lips.

"And who are you?" I say tiredly.

"Just your worst nightmare." The man answers.

"Which means?" I ask.

"Oh, you know the usual drill," He says aiming a gun at me. "The bullet I'm about to use has 96% silver in it. Enough to kill a werewolf, however you are a SilverBrave so I don't know what it will do to you. But I'm not sure if I want to use it on you or Dean." The man says smirking and looking thoughtful, or trying to.

I take a deep breath and swallow as my pack start to file in with Kyle but they cut short as they see the man with the gun. I take another deep breath. "So it's my life or Dean's?" I ask the man and the man smiles and nods his head. My pack gasp. A swallow, hard. "Mine." I say closing my eyes.

"NO! MINE!" I hear Dean shout but the triggers been pulled and I've been hit.

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