Rise Of The Moonwalker Pack

Chapter 43- Fight Or Flight?

                       Azariah’s pov

If your parents were the Gods of love and war, what does that make you? Or more specifically, what does that make me?

A couple hours ago, all I could think of was getting away from those two. Now, I have a million questions, but I’m not sure I want to go back and see them. The conflict inside of me feels like an intense match of tug of war that was at a stalemate. On one side were my biological parents, and on the other my birth parents. I was the little ribbon that’s tied in the middle, swinging each way depending on who was pulling the hardest. 

Learning that I have a brother was the icing on the cake. I’m angry that I was robbed of a sibling for the last twenty years, but I’m also excited that I now have one. How amazing would it have been to grow up with Atreus? I’ve watched Jace with his siblings for the last fifteen years, and it always caused a bit of jealousy for me. I wanted that bond that they have. I wanted someone to play games with, or get into trouble with. I wanted someone to pester, and play pranks on. I was too old for that now. Or was I?

“You're never too old to pester someone,” Ehron says directly into my mind.

“I’m thinking out loud again, aren’t I?”

“More like yelling.” He bumps me with his upper body as we trot side by side. 

“Why couldn’t I be the daughter of the God of lightning, or something? Then I could just zap them all, and this mess would be over.”

He laughs at me, but quickly jumps out of my way when I nip at him. “I don’t think there’s a God of lightning.”

“Never heard of Zeus, huh?” I tease him.

“Pfft, that one trick pony? Your new found daddy could totally take him in a fight.” Ehron says, without any thought of pissing said God off.

“And how would you know this?” I stop mid stride, and glare over at him. He was acting weird during that little meeting earlier, and hasn’t had much to say since then. I can’t help but wonder why this may be. Or better yet, how does he know Kratos could take Zeus in a fight.

“Well, he certainly looks like he could. Plus, I happen to have first hand experience on the temperament of his bloodline.” 

This time I lunge straight at him without warning. Ari gives him a good nip this time, in the same leg she tried to bite off not that long ago. 

Undeterred, he sprints away from us, “See? That’s exactly what I’m talking about. Who needs lightning bolts when your mate is a biter.”

Snapping my teeth at him, he once again puts a fair amount of distance between us. We carry on, following the river towards the Red Dawn pack. This was the route our pups took to find us, ironically enough. I still can’t figure out how they did it in the middle of the night, after their pack had been attacked. The twins didn’t seem bothered by it, but I know for a fact Xavier was shitting himself the entire way.

All I want is for this bullshit to be over with so we can focus on our pack, family, and building our future together. I have a feeling even when this does end, things will never go back to what they were. Each pack was going to need to come up with better security measures. We also needed to train more Doctors, even if they weren’t necessarily needed. Some back up medical personnel and enforcers would be on the top of our list.

Of course, this is IF we make it out of this. With each passing day, my confidence level plummets just slightly. Micah hasn’t admitted it, but I know his confidence has fallen to an all time low as well. 

“We’re getting close, girls, pay attention.” Ehron calls out to us. 

He nudges us with his snout, indicating he wanted to stop. Ari sits us on our ass, and waits for him to make the decision to move again. Ehron takes his time, sniffing the air, and walking circles around us, trying to scout for any unseen threats. I admire his dedication to keeping us safe, but I’m fairly certain I can handle any threat sent my way.