Lone Wolf

Chapter Thirty-Nine

I watched as he kept smashing Abraham's head in. I could feel his blood on my skin as I held Maggie and Carl.

All I felt was rage. He put his bat in front of Rosita.

"Take a damn look!" Negan yelled at her.

I looked at the body. At all of Abraham's brains. I have worked on brains before. I have seen guts, brains, bones, limbs, but somehow seeing this made me sick. I wanted to throw up, but I couldn't. Not in front of these people.

Daryl got up and punched him. I watched as the Savior held him down. My rage. All I feel is my rage.

"That? That... Is a no-no. The whole thing not one but if that shit flies here." Negan said.

"Do you want me to do it? Right here, right now." Dwight said.

"No. No, you don't kill them... not until you try a little." Negan told him.

Noah I heard

Noah

"Anyway, that's not how it works. Now, I already told you people first one's free, then-- what'd I say? I said I would shut that shit down! No exceptions. Now, I don't know what King of lying assholes you've been dealing with... but I'm a man of my word. First impressions are important. I need you to know me. So... Back to it." He said before bringing the bat down on Noah.

I watched as he beat Noah. All I wanted to do was scream. Scream and let out the rage and grief. I felt their blood on me. I held Maggie and Carl as they cried.

"Get him." Negan ordered.

I watched as they dragged Rick into the rv, leaving. I felt Carl try and move, but I held him. No matter how much I wanted to get to my mate, I could not move. I saw someone come to me.

"You're a wolf." they stated.

"What are you?" I asked. 

"Kanima." They told me.

"What are you doing with a man like that?" I asked.

"We're treated like royalty. All supernatural are. He gives us what we want as long as we provide assistance on matters concerning our kind." He told me.

"How many of you are there?" I asked.

"Thirty kanimas, fifty wolves." he said.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Robert Gomez." He told me.

"Stella Hale." I stated. I knew the Hale name would get me an in. Everyone knows the Hales. we're royalty with the supernatural.

"You're a Hale?" Robert asked shocked.

"Derek Hale is my father. Talia Hale was my grandmother. Scott McCall and Jackson Whitmore are my uncles." I told him.

He got up and walked away. I could see the wolves looking at me. The wolves would be easier to get on my side. The Kanimas however may not be wolves, they are supernatural. We don't like following humans. None of us do.

I could feel the exhaustion of today start to get to me. Being three months pregnant is hard. It easier for me to get tired and taking Maggie's pain is getting tiring. And I'm holding Carl and her. I took a breath to calm my nerves. I needed to stay rational.

Soon Rick returned with Negan. It was daytime.

"Here we are. Let me ask you something, Rick-- do you even know what that little trip was about? Speak when your spoken to." He told Rick.

"Okay. Okay." Rick said.

"That trip was about the way you looked at me. I wanted to change that. I wanted you to understand. But you're still looking at me the same damn way... like I shit in your scrambled eggs, and that's not gonna work. So... do I give you another chance?" Negan asked.

"Yeah. Yes." Rick told him.

I could see him shaking. I smelt the fear and rage and grief he has.

"Okay. All right. And here it is--the grand prize game. What you do next will decide whether you crap day becomes everyone's last crap day or just another crap day. Get some guns to the back of their heads." Negan ordered.

I could see people get behind us. I knew I could move fast enough, but not the others. Not my family. not my child.

"Good. Now... level with their noses, so if you have to fire...it'll be a real mess." He ordered his men. I saw as he imitated what would happen if they fired the gun. I could smell his emotions. He actually feels joy from this. 

"Kid...right here. Kid... Now." He told Carl. I kept a tight grip on my son, not wanting him to leave my side. He got up though and went forward.

I watched as he tied a belt around Carl's arm and pushed him to the ground. 

I wanted to move, but I couldn't.

He got a marker and drew a line on Carl. I listened as he ordered Rick to cut his arm off. 

"You don't have to do this. We understand." I said.

"You understand. Yeah. I'm not sure Rick does." He told me.

I just looked at the ground. I could hear Rick's tears. I looked down. I couldn't listen or watch this. I could hear my husband crying. I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry. I looked up and saw Rick about to do it. Rick answered to Negan though now. We all did.

"We did it all of us together... even the dead guys on the ground. Hell, they get the spirit award, for sure. Today was a productive damn day! Now, I hope, for all your sake...that you get it now...that you understand how things work. Things have changed. Whatever you had going for you... that is over now." He told us. "Dwight, load him up." Negan told him.

I watched as they dragged Daryl. I watched as they all left. I released Maggie's hand as she went to Glenn. I moved to Carl, and I pulled him to me. He wrapped his arms around me, crying. Rick came to us, and I pulled him into the hug.

"We need to go." I spoke.

"I'll take her." Sasha said.

"Glenn, Sasha, you two go with her to Hilltop. Make sure she sees the doctor there. She shouldn't be in any pain. I took most of it away." I said. "We need to get the bodies and bring them home. Tell everyone what happened." I told them.

I got in the driver's seat and drove off. Once, we made it to Alexandria, the others went and buried the bodies. I gathered everyone in the church explaining everything to them.

I could smell their fear and grief. I sent them all away and once I got home, I gathered the kids in the living room.

"These Saviors... This Negan, he's not someone we can just kill. He broke Rick out there. He almost killed Carl. This is not a normal person. He has the people on his side. Hell, he even has wolves and kanimas." I told them. "In a week he will be here to take half of everything we have. Starting today, we are only using guns from the armory. Our bows, knives, swords, and personal guns and ammo will be in one of Magnus rifts. We won't use them until I tell you." I told them.

"Mom are you okay?" Alexander asked.

"I will be." I told him.

I went upstairs and got in the shower. I wrapped my arm around my stomach, and I cried and cried. All my sadness and rage, I just let it out. I came out and saw Rick. I gently got him in the shower. After he bathed, I had him sleep.

I went to Carl's room. I saw him staring at the wall.

"Can't sleep." I said.

I could smell his fear, rage, and sadness. I laid down next to him and wrapped my arms around him. He started crying. I started humming a lullaby, soothing him to sleep.