T H E O D O R A
After I arrived at the pack house, I followed Spencer to talk somewhere privately. The word privately rang in my head. The way he said privately means it must be important, right? I mean, it must be..
"Spencer, what's going on?" I look at him, worry filling my eyes, "Is it important?"
"Yes, it is. Do you notice anything about the recent rogue attacks that have been going on?" He asks, seriousness filling his voice
"Yes, fortunately I have. It's something about their attacks that feels.. weird." I turned serious with just the word rogue.
"What do you mean, Thea?"
"It's like there's a pattern going on with those attacks."
"Enlighten me, please." He asks politely despite being serious
"The first attack was on the northern part of the territory, the next was on the southern part of the territory, then the eastern part, and lastly, the western part and then back again.." I sighed
"So you're saying the attacks are based on a pattern?" He raised an eyebrow
"Well, would you like it any other way, Mr. Mitchell?" Sarcasm dripping the way I asked him, "Do you remember when my parents died?"I asked randomly
"You mean 10 years ago during a rogue attack?" He asked
"Uhm, yeah. The attack 10 years ago also had a pattern."
"And?"
"And it matches the pattern the attacks that happened the past following week, you idiot." I mentally face palmed myself
"So the rogues that attacked us 10 years ago are the same rogues that are attacking us now?"
"Correct."
"And the reason for all these attacks are so that we won't figure it out where the next attack is gonna happen.." I nodded, "When is the next attack gonna happen?"
"That's the thing, Spencer. I don't know.." I whispered the last part
"Maybe the next attack is also in a pattern?"
"Maybe or maybe not."
"We just have to observe the next attack that's gonna happen. Keep your guard up." I say the last part sternly
'ROGUE ATTACK ON THE NORTH WING OF THE TERRITORY!!!' One of the pack's warriors alert us which sends Spencer and I look at eachother before rushing out of the room.
'Females and pups take shelter under the pack house IMMEDIATELY! Those who wish to fight are welcomed.' The Alpha commands on his alpha tone
Spencer and I help all the wolves who reside in the pack house underground, where we always take shelter. Spencer orders two of our warriors to guard the room as we head to the northern part of the territory. There, we see bloodshed all over. We shift, ripping our clothes to shred as we join the battle.
I ran over to a random rogue who got tackled one of the warriors, I ripped the back of their neck, killing him.
A rogue suddenly tackled me out of nowhere, I braced myself for the incoming bite to the neck, but it never came. I opened my eyes to see Spencer had already killed it; I got up and gestured a thank you, to which he nodded back as we split.
I head bumped a rogue that cornered a warrior, sending her flying and impaled on a large branch. She immediately died within impact, even sending myself shivers and a feeling of sorrow on how harsh her death was...
In the small moment that I froze, another rogue launched itself on me, but I immediately snapped out as I dodged and bit his leg. A small crack made him whimper as I ripped his throat out. I turned to the warrior and realised it was Sammy, a newly shifted wolf.
What is she doing here! She should be under the pack house hiding with the others, but no! She lets her ego get the best of her!
I helped her up as I sent a warrior to take her back to the pack house to which she protests, I growled, sending her immediately quiet as the warrior escorts her back.
I turn back to the battle, I see Spencer having trouble with 3 rogues, so I ran to help him. One of the rogues turned around and tackled me. He bit my leg, causing me to whimper before I grabbed his neck in my jaws and kicked him with my hind legs, causing his throat to be ripped out. Spencer helped me stand as my leg draws blood.
A howl pierced through the woods before all the rogues retreated, leaving us with a couple injured and 3 deaths. The bodies of the fallen wolves were dragged back for a proper funeral in a few days, while the rest, including Spencer and I, headed to the pack house to check on everyone. As we entered the pack house, we shifted back, slipping a shirt on me that reached my lower thighs. Spencer just put on a pair of shorts
'It's safe to come out.' I mindlinked everyone as I opened the steel door.
Julia came running to me, capturing me in a tight hug. "Thank goodness you're alright! I was so worried." She sighed in relief
"You hugged her first before me, your mate?! I feel betrayed." He faked a broken heart.
Julia chuckles before she slaps his arm. "Shut up, you buffoon." She hugs him as he hugs her back.
I look around, looking for Zephyr and Atlas, but they are nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, have you seen both Zephyr and Benny?" I asked, starting to get worried
They exchanged looks before turning their attention to me, " Uhm, no? I thought they were with you both?" Julia looks between both of us, looking confused.
"What do you mean, love? We were fighting off the rogues?" Spencer raised a brow
Then the worst came to my mind... A tear streamed down my face.
"No..." I muttered, gaining Spencer and Julia's worried looks, "We need to find them.." I whispered as we started to run and shifted back again to our wolf forms.
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After searching half the territory, I finally found them. They were both all bloody. I rushed Zephyr's side, still in her wolf form, both front and back of her neck had been ripped out. I turned to a tree, which Atlas was also bleeding from his neck. I gently laid Zephyr on the ground before I rushed to Atlas' side.
'Spencer! Julia! I found them, come quick, Atlas is bleeding badly..!' I mindlinked the two of them
'What about Zephyr? Is she okay?' Julia mindlinked back, I went quiet until Julia repeated
'She's... gone..' I shed a single tear
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