Mated to the Wizard

9 - Killing Spree

Alex's P.O.V (Avery's best friend from back home [plant sex dude])

I knew something was wrong when she practically forced me to leave her house when I came over after another fight with my parents. She said it was something about her Gran being in hospital, and I thought that was weird anyway, because I can normally read her like an open book, and she hadn't said anything about that before. Being friends with her since we were babies does that to someone. I even had a crush on her throughout high school, and I'm not sure if it's gone yet. Because if it was, maybe I would be less distraught about what happened two days ago.

There was a rouge attack at the boarders. I was fighting; I didn't know she would be in trouble. She was meant to be in the safe room.

Her father was fighting rouges too when he got the mind-link. Dad, there's a rouge in the house. It was a personal link, so nobody but Alpha Kyle knew she said it at the time. It was then he turned into this killing machine – cutting off rouge's oxygen supplies in record timing. He was... murderous. The pack has always been used to Alpha Kyle, the caring Alpha who does everything he can for his pack. This was different. He went on a rampage, and none of the rest of the warriors and I knew why.

I'm picturing it like it's happening in front of me. Every single rouge was dead. He killed them all – no major casualties to anyone in the pack. Well, at the boarders, that is. The Alpha went sprinting off back towards the centre of the territory. At first, I thought he was going to the pack house, but he veered left, back towards his home. Back towards Avery's house. That's the moment it clicked in my brain.

Call me an idiot that I didn't think of it while he was on a killing spree, but I realised that he wouldn't be that urgent if everyone was safe. When we got news of the rouges from the wolves on patrol, he sent his wife, Luna Peyton to the safe room at the top of the pack house with the rest of the wolves in the pack not trained to fight in these situations. She was safe, and she was in the pack house.

But Shane, Shane came from his house. The Alpha's house. Avery's house. He said Avery was taking her siblings to the safe room in their house. The only reason the Alpha would be sprinting to the house on full adrenaline mode would be if Sophie, Charlie, Cameron or Avery got hurt.

With this noticed, I ran after him. The door was wide open, the lock snapped in half. I ran up the stairs still in wolf form until I got to the third floor, where I knew the safe room was. When I got there, the door was open, and the Alpha was standing frantically in the middle of the small room now in human form, trying to be patient with a stuttering Sophie. I shifted into my human form and grabbed some shorts from next to the door, where there was a pile for emergencies like this.

"There was a wolf. He was growling at us. And Avery told me to come here. But she never followed me." she little girl started sobbing hysterically. The ten year old twins were sitting on one of the sofas, staring at the wall with emotionless faces.

Where was Avery?

"Kyle!" a female voice I recognised as Avery's mum, the Luna, sounded from downstairs. Less than ten seconds later, she was in the room with us, counting her children to check they were all okay. "Where's Avery?" she demanded, holding the crying five year old to her side in a comforting hug. No one answered her question. The Alpha walked past us all and into the corridor, rounding a corner.

I followed him and had to breathe deeply to calm myself down. There was blood splatters all over the walls. We had come up through a different hallway, so we wouldn't have seen it on the way. A dead rouge was thrown up against one of the walls, causing some plaster to have fallen onto the body and the wall to cave in around it. Deep, thick, red blood was pooling on the floor from the wound on the back of its head.