Never Letting Go (AN IRELAND STORY)

Were it all began....

*****16 Years back****

***Alpha Blaider Flounder POV

"Blaider please-" Alpha Dean pleaded in his strong Russian accent as he was cut from his sentence. "Dean, we can't risk it for my own daughter." I yelled in my own angered Irish accent when I got to chance to pat 2 yr.old Nicole on the head as she chased around her puppy, Sybil. "C-byl!" Nicole laughed as she came into hug her. I smiled at the adorable site, then turned to Dean with serious eyes. "We won't be here anyways to tell Nicolette. I feel so ashamed of our family's past." I sighed making eye contact still with Dean as I saw Gilda, my wife and Luna of the pack, picking up Nicole by the waste giving her belly farts giggling. I sighed at the lovable seen until it was stopped by a horrible mimlink by my nemeses, Lloyd.

Hello, Blaider Flounder!

Lloyd? What do u want?!

U know what I want.

You'll never have her! None of this is her fault! She didn't do anything wrong

I know that but your family did 400 years ago! And she'll never fofill her destiny!

Let's see about that.

****Gilda's POV

Sybil started barking at the door and I knew could sense something wrong. Blaider opened his eyes shining into mine with a worried glance as he took is 2 finger tips from his temples. I suddenly heard hard pounding on the door which eventually knocked down leaving a puff of dust. We all coughed as I saw Sybil whimper and run behind me with her tail between her tiny doggy legs shaking with fear. It was Lloyd!

"Miss me?" He gestured as he made a stupid smirk on his face. "Gilda! Gilda, Gilda, why don't u hand me Nicole. U don't want to be stupid and get her hurt do u?" "In ure little werewolf dreams!" I said slapping him across the face making him stumble backwards. "Ha! Let's see about what a little thing does make a bloody scene." He gestured in his husky Ireland voice. "Gilda! Go hide! Keep Nicole safe!" Blaider yelled. I saw a bunch of angry wolves jump in through the windows with glass shattering. Blaider rushed up to me and pushed his lips on mine and then we parted. "There that should cover your scents." He breathed after he kissed Nicole's face with kisses. Me and Sybil ran out the back door while I carried Nicole in my arms. "Daddy! Mommy what about daddy?" My daughter cried gripping tight on my shoulder sleeve. "Daddy will be fine Nicky. Daddy's a big boy." "Buy what if he's- he's-" "Nicolette don't say that. Daddy will meet us at the place we are hiding at." I said as I mumbled 'I hope' under my breath. I heard loud howls from around me. Wolves killing each other. Fire crackling on the grass and on tree branches making them break and fall. Streams of blood splashing as I ran with my black leathered combat boots. I finally skidded to a stop as I heard leaves crunching beneath me setting Nicole down. I felt her gaze up at me as I wiped away leaves as they uncovered a secret door. I tugged on it more and more until it opened making a creaking sound showing a stair case leading down into a secretive hiding spot. I lead Nicole down the stairs carefully with Sybil behind us trotting as I closed the door.

********5 Hours later

Sybil was curled up into a little ball breathing silently with her eyelides covering up her chocolate brown eyes. I was singing 'A lullaby for a princess' as I rocked her back and forth in my arms. "Mommy?" "Yes Nicky?" "Why are those mean boys want me?" Shocked by the question I looked down at her hazel brown eyes. I soften my eyes and started playing with her fingers and she giggled. It was silent. Very silent. I looked up, took Nicole by the wast and set her on my lap. "Wanna hear a story?" I whispered softly. Nicolette nodded. "What story is it called?" Nicole questioned me. "Will u behave and not interrupt mommy?" "Yes ma'am." "Its called 'Werewolves of Ossory'. Do u remember that story?" "Yea!" "OK get ready......"