The Lone White Wolf (Book one)

Chapter 1

UNKNOWN

Eighteen years ago

That's all you can smell is blood and dead bodies. The foul smell lingers and is overpowering. I need to stay hidden in the tree I'm in; I have a view of the horrid scene unfolding before me. The sound of the rogues eating the flesh of the young women and men's bodies to prove that they are dead, that's all he wants, every single man, elder, woman, and child killed and tortured, you can hear the screams, bodies being shredded as he wants our pack to suffer, he thinks they deserve everything that comes to them.

There are rogues everywhere. He is walking with a haunting smile, amongst it, all towards the Alpha. Two rogues are holding him up. The Alpha has been stabbed with a silver knife in his stomach. You can see that he is trying to hold on but is very weak. He smirks as he gets to the Alpha, crouches down, runs a figure through the pool of blood on the floor, and licks it off. He gets up and looks at the Alpha, amused that it didn't take long for his pack to crumble as he had planned every single attack that he had thrown at them and killed every member that means dear to the Alpha and HER.

"This happens when you don't give me what I want," he says. "Where is she? She is mine," she said while lifting the Alpha's face to look him directly in his eyes. The Alpha has no energy for this but spits in his face. "She has long gone and is away from you. You won't find her. I made sure of it." He says with a smirk, hoping that what he says is true.

The man wipes the spit off his face and looks straight at him with a smirk that could be as cold as ice. "You seem very certain about that. I will find her, take her to be mine, and you won't be able to do anything about it. I have friends all around, and they will find her. She is the last of her kind; I want her power, and I will make more heirs. Take the throne of every pack and rule as the werewolf king. I will kill every single supernatural being to get what I want."

"Why kill all supernatural beings? What have they done to you?" shouts the Alpha, who seems to know what he is talking about.

There is that smile again, the haunting one. "All supernatural beings and even humans need a king; if they don't accept me as their king, then they will die. With her by my side, I can rule every single one of them, and they know that her power is bigger and grander than a witch or Fae combined. I will have her as my queen," he says.

"She's not yours; she is not your mate. She will never be truly yours," the Alpha says as he coughs up blood.

The man looks at him, lunges at the Alpha, takes the knife out from his stomach, and digs the knife into his shoulder blade. The Alpha roars and is in so much pain. The roar was so loud that it swayed the tree I was in as I gripped the branch tight and held on for my life.

The Alpha glared at the man.

"I made sure I killed everyone she loves, including him; now I'm going to kill you, her father. She will have no one. I don't care about mates; I killed mine to have her." He says as he takes the knife out once again. "Why kill her family? Why kill everyone she loves?" the Alpha says with a tired and painful voice.

The man looks at him and says. "If she has no one, then she will be mine. Is there anything else you want to tell me before I kill you?"

The Alpha looks into the trees; it feels like he is looking directly at me with sadness in them. "Rot in hell, Devon; you kill people for fun and no gain. You killed most of the pack that you wanted so much, and most are now rogues. You have nothing," He yells.

The man I now know to be Devon stares at him. "I got a pack, and more than you ever know, this pack was a means to an end."

With no more words, Devon plunges the knife into the heart of our Alpha; I can feel him leaving us through the pack bond, and tears flow down my face as I close my eyes.