Till Death Do Us Part{Book 3} *Completed* (Old Version) Being renewed

New Book: Alpha Xena

People don't get it, ambition and greed can lead to fatal consequences, like killing your own blood for your own selfish greedy reasons. Xenon was a happy boy, lived in a pack with his parents. He always looked up to his father, he wanted to be just like him, powerful like him, kind like him, genuine like him and of course a warrior like him. Nothing made him happier than the thought of his father, but everything changed when his parents were ripped away from him by his own uncle who wanted the position his father had.

He was ambitious and greedy, Xenon's grandfather saw that from afar. He knew that if he let his pack in the hands of his older son he will lead them to their doom. Xian was the best option even though he was the youngest. His father knew that he would be a great leader, a great alpha. He didn't doubt in his younger son, he knew what he was capable of and he never defrauded him. His youngest son was the perfect candidate.

Even though years past, Xenon's uncle Xerox still had this anger and rage for his younger brother, he wanted to end his life so that's what he did. When he thought that he had victory, Xian's beta Carlos made a promise to Xian that if anything happens to him, he had to train Xenon to be the Alpha, no matter what age he was.

Knowing of this, Xerox anger and rage fueled more. To keep his hands clean he made a deal with the devil, playing a very innocent face he shouted and scream in anger at the news of his nephew's kidnapping.

With a face of yo-no-fui he ordered the pack members to look for his nephew everywhere, even beneath the rocks. He wanted his nephew alive, he proclaimed. Wiping desk, growling in rage, screaming, order around, all he did like he didn't knew about the kidnap.

The rogues that took Xenon took him for a helpless boy, he knew very well how to defend himself at only seven years old. He outrun them, having some mayor skill these grown rogues lack off. They had strict orders to kill him and now he had outrun them, the leader was set on his goal, there was a lot of money on that boys head, he needed to be killed.

For Xenon it was to kill or to be killed, he learned the tactics from his father and beta very well, even though he was young. His wolf wasn't that strong but his intelligence was the thing that made him beat the leader, killing him on the spot.

In shock he left them, their leader was killed by a seven year old boy. They bowed, showing respect at their new leader, they couldn't kill him. They didn't know what to do with him now, the two of them argue, until they both agree that he could be put in use.

They took him where the other rogues were, the clan just started to grow. Many of packs kicked there wolves out, for many reasons. Like rebel, weakness, troublemakers, killers, traitors you name it. They took them all, making a pack of their own.

At seven year old, Xenon knew that if he had to become their leader he needed to teach them what his father always teach him, kindness, discipline and respect. He wanted them to be more than just rogues, he knew that they had potential and that's what he look for, their potential.

With the years that's what he learned them, it took him years but as he grew so did his pack with him. Even though they were a lot older than him they respected him and did what he told them.

He made them more than just rogues, he made them warriors. He gave them a name, something to be proud of. Everyone deserves a second chance, that was his vision. At the origin of his wolves, every pack trembles. He doesn't know why, he hated the fact that everyone labeled rogues as someone cruel and without dignity, killing for killing.

People deserve a second chance, something a lot of us has problem with. We do something, get judged by it, and get labeled as killers, traitors or players our whole live, even though we redeemed ourselves and made ourselves a better person.

He didn't want that, he didn't want people to think that, he wanted people to think and see his rogues as fallen warriors but who redeemed themselves and changed themselves for the better. That's why his pack is named, The fallen warriors.

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I was the oldest of my sisters, my father was the alpha of a small pack. After my mother died he had turned into something that wasn't useful. He was a bad alpha and a bad leader. He didn't think, always causing a fight.

We weren't small, we were actually one of the strongest pack but bad decision made killed our people. My father's a drinker, he never was. He is an alcoholic, more absent than present. If it wasn't for the beta our pack would be nothing.

He saved us, he was our alpha now even though my father still had the title. "Alpha Xena is here." My heart throbbed madly against my ribcage, my hands started to get sweaty and my mouth went dry.

Alpha Xena, just thinking of his name makes my skin crawl and not in a good way. I gulped down slowly, my throat raspy and dry. The lump in my throat was making it hard for me to speak so I just nodded my head in acknowledgement.

"He wants to challenge your father for the pack." My heart dropped, my head felt lightheaded and my legs turned jelly. Challenging my father for the pack? We were so doomed. My father wasn't even conscious right now.

I took a deep breath and gulped down as I stood up from my father's chair. "I'll fight him instead of my father." I told my father's beta and he widened his eyes, shaking his head and hands as he backed away.

"No, there is no way. No. Sierra, I won't let you fight him. Haven't you heard of the stories? You're good, but not as good to defeat him. Don't do this." Carlos begged me as he shook his head at me, his hands together as he stared at me really worried.

"Don't worry about me, I'll be okay Carlos." I walked past him and opened the door to get out, Carlos following behind me. "Where is Alpha Xena?" I asked Carlos as I stopped walking, turning around to face him.

"He's outside." Carlos told me and I nodded my head at him. "Let me go out first and talk to him, please." I sighed, cocking my hips to the side as I crossed my arms. I closed my eyes briefly and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Fine, I'll wait until you talk to him." I sighed in defeat and Carlos sighed in relief, walking past me as he headed toward the front door of the pack house. I soon followed behind him but at a far distance.

Carlos got out and I peaked, watching as Carlos headed toward Alpha Xena who had his back to me. Hmm, so I was finally going to see alpha Xena in person. From what I could see just from the back was that he was over 6 foot, broad shoulders, formed biceps from working out and hmm, he has a good behind though.

I cleared my throat, shook my head as I removed my gaze. Stop it Sierra, you didn't come to check him out. I glanced up again to see him, this time his front was facing Carlos. "The alpha is not available at the moment."

Carlos told him and I took that as my cue to get out from my hidden spot and started to make my way toward them. "Then who is going to take his place?" Alpha Xena asked, my feet stopped for a moment as they froze but I unfreeze them, taking a deep breath as I held my head held high to let him know that I wasn't scared of him. Well, I kinda was but I wasn't going to tell him that.

"Me, his older daughter and soon to be Alpha." As I spoke firm and steady his gaze left Carlos to meet mine. The rogues he brought turning their attention to me and I suddenly felt like hiding as far away as possible.

He removed his gaze from mine and I leaned my head back, didn't he heard what I just said? "I changed my mind, I want her instead of the pack." My mouth dropped at that and my eyes widened, he can't be serious.