Alpha's Prophecy

Chapter 22

Jake

I'd been Alpha of my pack for a year and a half, ever since my 18th birthday but I started training for the position from when I was 15. Louisa and Sebastian make jokes about my issues with control but neither of them carries the responsibility of protecting and leading this entire pack, no other wolf understands the sacrifices I've had to make in order to keep us safe.

I'd personally trained every one of the warriors that stood along our boundary line and I would never have assigned anyone to that position if I doubted their ability to fight against an enemy. Alexander's death had blind-sighted me, and made me question where we went wrong. Did I put him on the frontline too early? Did he require more training?

Vampires had always been a threat to the pack, which is why we guarded the boundary lines so fiercely but there hadn't been an actual attack in decades. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they were hunting for. Word of Hannah's return to the Tingira Pack had most likely reached the nest that shares our land and a seek-and-destroy mission was put into action.

Keeping Hannah here made our pack vulnerable to future attacks, I knew the bloodsuckers wouldn't stop until she was dead but there was no way I'd ask her to leave. This was Hannah's home and if the prophecy of The Weapon is true then it would be her that leads us to victory in the battle against the vampires.

Fearing more attacks could be coming sooner than I'd like, I felt it was best to inform the entire pack of what we were up against. I called an emergency meeting in the hall straight away, leaving myself little time to devise a plan of action.

I stood at the front of the giant hall, with Hannah and Sebastian by my side, and took in the multiple sets of beady, expectant eyes staring me down. I could hear the murmurs of chatter as they tried to figure out why they'd been summoned by me. It was just after 8 pm, most wolfs had pups that they'd usually be getting ready for bed at this hour. I was disrupting their night but I knew this couldn't wait a moment longer.

"Thank you all for coming to this meeting, I apologise for doing this so late at night but the matter at hand is quite urgent," I address the crowd before me, bringing silence upon the room when I speak. "I don't want to cause a panic but I feel that, as a pack, you should all be aware of what has happened tonight. One of our warriors, Alexander Hollows was attacked and killed by a vampire tonight, while he was on guard at the boundary line."

The sounds of gasps fill the space followed by sobs from many of our pack. Alexander was loved, his cheeky sense of humour made him popular with the younger wolves but it was his loyalty and strength that made him a favourite among the older ones. He was someone who had given a lot of his time to his pack and asked for little in return.

"Is the vampire still on our land?" Macey Gellar, an omega who works at the hospital, shouts her question over the million others who are being fired at me.

"No," I answer her, confidently. After reviewing the security footage of the attack we saw that the vampire that killed Alexander was the same one Hannah dusted. "The vampire that attacked Alexander was dusted by...Hannah."

This wasn't the way I had intended to announce Hannah's return, far from it but she deserves all the credit for destroying the bloodsucker.

A mix of emotions spreads throughout the room as each wolf reacts differently to the news that The Weapon, the prophecy, is standing before them. Pups who never met Hannah grew up believing that her existence was a myth, just a character their parents created like Santa or the Easter Bunny. To the older wolves, those of us who had the privilege of knowing Hannah, before she was kidnapped, know the power she possesses and what she was created to achieve.