Two - Night

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Vicious howls and my sobs where all to be heard in the small closet I was tucked away in.

I was terrified that I might end up being the last survivor of my pack, it's been years since I've seen them. Maybe I was just very bad luck...

"No I won't let you take her!" I could hear my dads voice as he struggled with someone. Feeling a burst of confidence I grab a wooden baseball bat and ready myself by the door. Waiting for an opportunity to help him.

"It isn't my decision Eliot," The other voice was different, a roughness to its edge. A hinge of a accent that I couldn't identify, whoever the man was he definitely made my stomach turn.

"Archilles, hold him down." The man growls out and I raise the bat higher in the air. Squeezing my body closer to the wall readying myself as the person nears closer to the door.

"Don't you dare hurt her!" My father yells again, the door opens and my body moves on it's own aiming for a face, only the bat is caught in the persons hand. Using it he pulls me out harshly.

Being taken off guard made me fly off my feet into the floor. I wince in pain as I grip my nose, feeling the warm liquid of blood flowing down it.

"Crap..." I mutter to myself as I feel the pain cloud into my eyes, this is gonna hurt for a while.

"You bastards!" My dad screams, I look over my shoulder as I see one very buff man holding him down. Looking over more I see the man who caused me and my pack pain, I jump up ready to give him everything I got. "River no! You can't fight them!" I look back down at my dad and his face filled with concern, like flashbacks all over again.

Looking back at the man, I couldn't help my breath from hitching, with a very well toned upper body that was exposed before my very eyes. Chocolate hair flowing up towards the ceiling, matching the colour of his beard that covered his lower face.

What caught me most unprepared was his violet eyes, as they twinkled at me.

Wha-...

"Are you going to come peacefully or will I have to throw you over my shoulder?" He asks the accent shivering my core, I could barley move, let along speak. Just like a fish out of water, opening and closing my mouth.

Finally my dad stopped struggling and sagged onto his knees submitting to the obvious Alpha in front of us. He definitely had an intense ora around him, mixing in with his mouth watering scent.

I bow my head in submission, knowing very well this man could snap me in half if I tried anything.

"Archilles, erase his memories." I snap my head up and look down at my dad, he keeps his head down as he knows he lost this battle.

"What? No-" The Alpha snaps his head in my direction and gives me a death stare, making me cut off whatever I was about to say.

The other man moved my father, gripping his head in his own hand. Looking him in the eyes.

A small tear falls down away from my dads eyes and I fall to my knees, these must be Night Walkers.

"D-Dad?" I stutter as my heart feels it's being ripped apart in all directions, the same feeling you get when a loved one died. I screamed at the top of my lungs holding my chest with my hands as he slumped down on the ground. Passed out.

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