The Alpha's Saviour

Chapter 129 - Immune

Jaycee's POV:

Panic, nervousness and fear play tug of war as I race out of the hospital, leaving my mother, father and brother behind.

I saw the look of understanding cross my mothers face when I uttered the words "future Alpha." The moment he was born I knew it was his role to take. It was never truly mine. I felt it in the pit of my stomach and I could tell the moment the words left my lips, my mother knew it too.

Most of the hospital staff were waiting in the safe room. I had instructed Arial to bring extra supplies and as much machinery as possible to assist them for when the wounded found their way. There would be many injured that much I was certain.

"If Alessia is back." Frosts voice fills my mind. "Why don't I feel Viren's presence? Why can't I mindlink him? And why is our mark burning?"

I stumble at my wolf's words. The pain in my head couldn't have just been from Max and Ed trying to mindlink me while my walls were up, deep down I knew it must be something worse. My ribs and lungs ached now that I was paying attention to it, and my mark was burning. The pain increasing every time I tried to communicate with Viren.

Fear washes over me like a buck of ice water "He is in trouble." I reply to my wolf. "I can feel something isn't going to plan. It must be why aunt Alessia wouldn't meet our eyes."

Frost's quiet whine tells me she agrees. I shake my head. "What ever is happening we have to focus on helping the pack first. We are no use to Viren or anyone if we are distracted."

We pick up our speed trying to think of a strategy, but my head was struggling to be creative with all the adrenaline coursing through our veins.

As we enter the clearing my breath catches in my throat. Dark brown wolves, viscous and merciless attack the pack. Their fur was matted with mud or blood I couldn't tell from this distance, but I could make out our warriors dodging attacks and struggling to gain ground as their numbers steadily multiply.

"Ah finally." A deep confident voice sounds over the fighting, sending a shiver down my spine. "We meet again my darling Blue."

My eyes narrow towards a tall dark figure in the centre of all the chaos. He was well protected by rows upon rows of both witches and rogues.

Margo.

His brown eyes darken with excitement and a confidence even I was struggling to fake. Gritting my teeth, Frost and I reply angrily.

"Our title is Luna and my name is not Blue, it's Jaycee so I suggest you use it." I growl the light blue eyes of my wolf, flashing in anger at the use of my old nickname. That girl wasn't lost anymore, there was no way I would fall into the past. The past that left me feeling inadequate and weak. I have my wolf and magic which I didn't have before, and I intend to fight for this pack and all the prisoners still to be rescued.

"Hmm.. it seems there have been some changes, I'll admit." He says making note to drag his eyes lazily up and down my ridged form, assessing the claws that have replaced my nails, before landing on my light blue eyes. I attempt to loosen my muscles in an effort to appear less tense and more in control, however judging by the glint of amusement in his eyes, Margo sees right through it.

"Come darling, hand yourself over to me and this all ends. No one else needs to die for you." He says gesturing to the fighting going on around us. The emotionless rogues weren't attacking me but rather going around me. They were being.. controlled. Instructed to leave me unharmed.

"I won't ever surrender to you, but don't worry... I'm coming for all of them, and then I'm going to make you all pay for what you have done." I growl out choosing to move my attention around me. My head darts to the left then the right and I catch a hidden figure hiding behind a tree along the forest edge.