Broken

Ch. 9

Younger version of Liam ^ :)

Liam was relaxed in his bed looking over the files that Nathan, his beta, had handed him. Thorn was the alpha who had destroyed his old pack. The pack that had made him into an omega. 

When Liam abandoned his pack, he moved as far away as he could possibly get. He knew he had very distant relatives in Alaska so he made his way there. Little did he know that those relatives were alphas. They took him in. They were an older couple without any children. They looked at Liam with potential of inheriting the pack. Liam had alpha blood that was suppressed inside of him.

Liam went through vigorous training for three years. But he never gave up. He dreamed of proving himself to his mate. He knew that as soon as he became strong he would win Stephanie back. Soon enough the couple passed down the title of Alpha to him. He proved himself to be the strongest and fastest among the pack. He was their protector now. 

Three years of hard core training led to Liam finally becoming Alpha. He waited a couple months after earning the title to go and get his mate back. The job of an alpha was very ongoing. He trained his pack members. He fought off rogues and enemy packs. He cared for his pack members. He was the leader. It was a constant 24/7 job. But his pack was his family now. They all looked up to him for leadership and he was never going to abandon them. 

After everything was settled he went back to his old pack. He planned to sweep his mate off her feet. He was now cable of giving her everything she wanted; power, money, love. He was everything she could possible want. There was a side that made him dislike that he wasn't good enough for her, but she was his mate. He couldn't possible hate her. He needed her. His pack needed her. She was going to be a Luna.

 When he entered his old pack, he was devastated and furious to find it had been completely destroyed. Everything had been burned down to the ground. There were few remains of his old pack house. The wood and bricked that remained were scorched. He toured around the area looking for any clues as to what happened. But more importantly he was looking for clues about what happened to his mate. 

He found a graveyard south of the old pack house. His heart stropped and his faced pale at the thought of Stephanie's name being on one of the grave stones. He couldn't bare to see her name. Everything he had worked for would have been all for nothing. The death of his mate would lead to the death of his wolf. 

He searched the grave yard looking for her name. He let out a loud sigh of relief when he did not find her name.

"L-liam?" there was a small voice behind that caught him by surprise. He was so focused on looking for his mate's name that he did not realize someone else was in the graveyard as well.

He turned his head and came face to face with a petite old lady. He recognized her as the nanny of many of the young pack members. She use to nanny him. 

"Oh god! Liam!" the old lady embraced Liam into a tight hug."You're alive!"

She was overwhelmed at seeing one of the children she watched over survive. 

"Grandma," Liam embraced her back before wanting to get some answers out of her, "What the hell happened to the pack?"

"The pack house was attacked by a group of rogues," she said. Her hand gently caressed his cheek, "The pack is no more."

"Where is Stephanie?" Liam asked. His wolf was on edge to find his mate. He would tear apart anyone who dared to hurt his mate.

"I don't know," she said, "No one knows. Her parents believe that she is dead." 

There was pain in Liam's eyes at the thought of his mate being dead.

"Her body is not here. She's gone." the grandma said. There was sadness in her voice. 

"Who did this? Who is there leader!?" There was revenge written all over his face. 

"His name is Thorn."

Two years later Liam had the file of Thorn in his hand and his mate next to him. He was going to avenge his old pack. He was going to kill Thorn with his bare hands.

He looked through the file. He soon became shocked to learn that Thorn was actually dead. He had been dead for well over four years. His pack had been destroyed by another group of rogues who wanted his territory. Liam had been holding out his revenge on Thorn when someone stole his revenge. 

Liam was pulled out of his thoughts by the doctor's knock on the door. 

"Come in," he said and the doctor made her way inside. She checked over her patients vitals and replaced her IV. She was slowly healing.

"When will she be conscious?" Liam asked there was worry in his eyes as he looked over his sick mate.  

"I don't know," the doctor said honestly, "The wound is healing nicely. But now she is recovering from dehydration and sleep deprivation. She needs as much rest as she can get." 

Liam nodded his head in understanding. He had no idea what his mate had gone through. She escaped the attack on her pack. But he had no clue what happened to her afterwards.