Finally (BL)

Second to Last Chapter

Forrest cuddled Axel, reminding him to stay near the back of the troops to be safest. Axel kept assuring his mate he didn't forget, but Forrest persisted after a minute or two. He was obviously paranoid, a part of it due to only being together for a year. Lavender and Violet only had 4 months together before her death.

"You don't even have to figh—", Forrest quickly blurted out, though interuppted by Axel.

"Not fight?! Forrest! All this training to not fight?!", Axel was bewildered that Forrest's paranoia came to this extent.

Nevertheless, Axel dropped his tone and comforted his mate as Forrest's face fell into defeat and began tearing up. He waited too long to only have one year to be with his lifelong mate. Axel continued to comfort him, knowing the whole pack was like this: fragile. Nearly a quarter of the pack didn't have mates due to the last war. Imagine this war.

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Gilbert lied down outside with some wolves, keeping watch. His sight and hearing were incredibly sharp, and with the other wolves, they obviously surpassed Lavender. Among those wolves were Sally, Claude, John, Eli, Josh, Esmerelda, and Mixen. He may have been old, but he was stronger than an Alpha in all seriousness.

William brought tea to them every 10 minutes or so, he was drained from anxiety for Sally. Their relationship hadn't really progressed ever since they found each other. Sally was too brainwashed by previous packs to give any thought to even William, her mate. William, on the other hand, had all the feelings contained in his body for the two of them. He drank plenty of calming herb teas as being mates with Sally had drained him to great lengths.

Sally didn't want to join this pack in the first place, however, everyone respected William and his pleading to allow his mate to stay was too pitiful to deny. Nevertheless, they were a reminder that even true love didn't equal a happy ending.

John had nothing better to do. He spent most of his time among the guards in Light Claw, and definitely found some mental cures to a wounded heart from them. He no longer obsessed over Axel.

Claude was anxious as well. It was only him, his uncle, and Claudia, his little sister. He didn't feel satisfied unless he was part of watch, wanting to be able to detect any enemy movement to protect what's left of his family.

Everyone else sat further into the camp, quietly, no words forming anything more than a whisper for comfort. They all grieved the death's in the foreseeable future.

Then a small wisp of a scent came. Mixen's instincts first detected a presence, second came Gilbert as he stood alert. They all stood up, alerting the rest of the packs that the enemy was here.

Everyone rushed into formation, Lavender looming threateningly at the very back. Her white fur couldn't conceal the raging muscles tightening. Axel behind Forrest's large frame, only a foot away from his Alpha's. With 4 large beasts on their side, the enemy's scent stayed at bay for a few more minutes until they pounced.

The undetected wolves that managed to sneak closer caught the front row by surprise. Night Claw's army of 689 combined with Light Claw's army of 3,038, still threatened the enemy's alliance of 6,837. All opposing wolves couldnt keep their eyes off Lavender, in fear they'd lose sight of Her only to find Her right by them. Despite it all, in the first three hours of the war, a total of 2,382 wolves were killed.

Totem Tears, Crow's Death, and the last, Starr pack. Together they all made 5 packs, the only packs in the area ever since the first war.

Forrest killed quickly. He didn't go back to make sure they were dead because he knew they were. He only attacked those who got close to him and Axel, never moving forward.