Good Doggy {unedited}

2: Mommy's coming

^Zoey aka "Chicken nugget" in all of her 'bedhead' glory^
Btw doesn't she look like such a mischievous little thing?

***Rian POV***

My heart fell to the ground when Sasha took us into the center of our now ruined village. Homes of my fallen comrades still burned under engulfing flames. Body parts, blood, and bodily fluids littered the streets of the small settlement. The smell of already decaying flesh wafted up my nose as I pushed forward feeling numb and lost.

Sasha whimpered as we came across the severed heads of the pack's Alpha, beta, and wise advisors mounted up on spikes. I desperately clawed away at my connection with my daughter in my mind once again to calm the anxiety building up in my chest. Touching the sparkling colorful string between us in my mind's eye, I feel her at peace. Which tells me that she must be asleep.

Relief flutters through my strumming heart. I push further and gain control back over Sasha. Her raw emotion was clouding my sight and diluting my other senses. I shift back into my human form. Walking around, I sniff and analyze everything. Every now and again I gave out a lone wolf call to see if any of my pack members answer back.

Fucking animals killed the children also. With that thought I froze. If they had no remorse for all of the other children here, then what made my daughter so special? "You already know that answer Rian!" Sasha snapped out.

Fuck! They had to have realized how special she is. My body begins to shake and I can hear Rio call me out to me but his voice sounded like it was in a faraway distance even though he was right beside me. My chest seized and my heart slowed. Pain exploded in my chest and I collapsed to the ground suddenly unable to speak, call out, or breathe for that matter.

A hard slap to my face jolted me back into the present and gasping for breathe. "Damn Rian! I am so sorry. I had no other way to bring you out of it. You were freaking the fuck out." Rio growled out pacing back and forth, while he ran his large hands through his dark curls over and over. "Rian this isn't the work of fucking rogues. It's too clean. Too calculated."

I pause and turn to him. "What the fuck do you mean Rio?" I snap out desperately trying to pick up a scent of my daughter.

"Rian, it has to be the σκοτεινή κόλαση pack." Shock envelopes me. I have heard of the oldest pack in America like every other werewolf growing up. It was your usual run of the mill boogie man story that parents always tell their children in order to get them to act good. Growing up threats like "Be good or I will send you to the σκοτεινή κόλαση pack." Was heavy enough to goad any child into acting right.

The Alpha King himself didn't even have any leverage over the pack. He would as soon ignore them and pretend that they didn't exist then cause a war with them that he knows he would lose. Everyone knows this and no one blames him. Hell I wouldn't have wanted to go up against the lethal wolves of that pack either...well before this happened.

"Rio, why would the σκοτεινή κόλαση attack my much smaller weaker pack? We are nothing to them!" I try to reason out to myself more then him. He just looked at me with sad eyes and shook his head. Of course there was no explanation for the devil's actions in anything that he does except for the pure entertainment just because. It has been 15 years since he slaughtered another pack like this. There was even rumors that he had a change of hurt and was trying to right his wrongs. Ha! Some rumor that was.

I pace back and forth. I don't care how big and bad the mother fucker is! He has my little girl and I am going to beat his ass! "Rian, I know what you are thinking and I am going to tell you to scrap whatever thoughts you may have going through your mind. You won't win!"