Alphas Meet Alphas (On Hold)

Chapter seven:

The sound of dropping lightning sends fear striking into her heart. Thunders booms like grenades, that's exactly what it sounded like, America sat by the window a drop like rain slid down the thin transparent glass. She heard the maid creeping around or so she thought, as she didn't go to check who it was.

"America?" Dahlia's voice came from the door making her head slightly turn.

"You know you're not supposed to be out of bed?" America asks with a questioning smile.

"Yeah but I was probably going to end up going mad if I didn't get out of there."

"What about Damian?"

"Xavier took him because he needed they need to have a long overdue talk," She says putting quotation marks around talk, to emphasize it.

"It's probably nothing," Dismissing It, with a wave of a hand.

Dahlia looks at America with a raised eye brow, she knew America was definitely hiding something from her, She knew she didn't usually go out giving her trust like that.

"How do you trust them just like that? We literally just me them not so long ago, mates doesn't not mean trouble." America takes in what Dahlia is saying and it's all true, this wasn't her, her wolf was dominating. She needs to get a hold on herself. Dahlia comes and sits next to America on her bed.

"I don't just trust them that much but whatever my wolf says, I will trust." America sighs as Dahlia leans her head on Americas shoulder.

"Don't think too much about it seriously, it's probably not that big of a deal."

"I sure hope so,"

America says starring out the window once again, as she absorbed everything that was happening out side.

"You know this would make the perfect painting!" Americas voice speaks out of the blue.

"Oh of course it will," Dahlia says rolling her eyes, sighing very dramatically.

"Everything would make a perfect painting for you, even someone dying in war would be."

America laughs, knowing her sister knew her too well.

"What can I say there's so much beautiful thing in the world that just don't get noticed-" America gets cut off by Rafael as he slashes open the door to her room without even having the decency to knock.

"How rude? Have you ever heard of the term knocking?" Dahlia snaps asks, turning around to see Rafael, he looked quite worried and pale.

"What is it?" America asks meeting his glance.

"A rouge entered into the territory! And the twin alphas are taking the situation into their own hands." He says very quickly, the girls almost not hearing what he said.

"Fuck." Dahlia says under her breath as they both shoot up onto their feet .

"Lead the away," America says in a calm but urgent tone. They run out the east wing where they can hear the growls and snarls miles away. The smell of blood dilutes into the air as the terrors howls intensified.

"STOP THIS SHIT AT ONCE!" Dahlia says in a dominating tone over throwing all the noise as her eyes snap yellow, all heads jerk in their direction. Pressure pressing down onto them, Americas eyes drop to Damian who let go in a mocking action of the weak looking guy's collar to the floor, he landed with a thump.

"What is this nonsense?!" America asks step towards them, as she placed her hand on her hips.

"This is not your guy's jobs, it is ours, our territory, our pack, our authority!" Her voice booms darting from Damian to Xavier then back.

The wolf's scent was masked amazingly, there was no telling who this guy was, his face was draped over with a black hood.

"But America-" Xavier tries to protest but she cuts him off with a snarl of a warning.

"We don't run things around here, like you do in your fucking pack so back of!" Dahlia growls, thrashing but America holds her arm.

"And we most definitely don't resolve problems with violence." America snaps. Damian scoffs in accusations.

"What about Maddox? Not in violence! Right!?" Damian says annoyed kicking the guy in the ribs making him whimper in silence.

"He threaten to over throw our territory, we had the right. You however I would gladly beat to a pulp with violence!" Dahlias voice booms almost shocking Damian to the heart.

America growls in annoyance walking right up to Damian's face hearing a low growls come from behind. She takes a violent grasp on his collar with one hand.

"Around these parts we're the alphas! So why don't you take your ass back inside like a good boy and let us handle this!" She says in threatening tone, pushing Damian back roughly.

"He's a rouge, you girls don't need that." Damian says through greeting teeth.

"And I'm the alpha," she growls, with the silent 'as a matter of fact'.

"So are we!" Xavier, says stepping in to stand up for their title.

"Last time I checked not of this pack," Dahlia says rudely as she pretended to check her nails.

"The point is we can take over from here." America says, placing her hand over Xavier.

He looks down at her hand and he softens like a big teddy, as a more calm state sets in.

"Rafael, come and get this rouge and get Hailee to check up on him." Dahlia rings out an order. He nods and hurries to complete her order swinging the rouge over his shoulder lifting him away like a feather.

"Let's follow along and when he wake, we'll ask him more questions."

They meet at the pack house and knock on Hailee's office door.

"A minute!" Is heard from the other side of the door, as they wait patiently for her to answer the door.

She answers the door, all puffed out, "Are you guys up to trouble again! I swear you guys are made for each other." Showing Rafael the bed in her office for her to check up on him.

"We were," Damian says with an arrogant smirk, leaning in to kiss Dahlia on the lips but at the last second she turned her cheek.

"Oh get over yourself!" Not giving him a second glance, obviously offending his ego as he dramatically put his hand over his heart in a mocking death.

"Guys. Stop, we need to find out who this guy is." America said as Xavier nodded agreeing with her.

Hailee cleaned him up and you could get a kind of clear sight of his face, one who America couldn't put her finger on.

"Hey doesn't he look a bit familiar," Dahlia pitched in.

"Yeah... Almost like..." Shock filled the girls faces!

A/N: I wonder who that rogue is? Maham and myself have just gotten our groove back and are writing more. Go check out our personal profiles to see more posts about our lifestyles. Can't wait for that chapter tomorrow! Vote, Comment and share this book with all your friends.

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