The Warrior Alpha

#23 Attack

Chapter 23
ATTACK

**********Niklas Malaf's POV...(Matthew)********

I was sitting with Alpha Kristoff at the local diner. He seemed different than the last time I talked to him. Something was definitely off, and I intended to get to the bottom of it. I'm not his best warrior for no reason.

The alpha is like a father to me. He took me in when he found me abandoned, in the woods. I had been left hidden by my family when our pack was attacked by rouges. He saved my life, practically raised me as his own. Hell, he even named me! He's taught me to defend myself and fight against others my whole life. He's basically been my mentor through the whole process. Honestly I'm probably the next best to him, when it comes to skill in battle.

Which is why he sent me undercover as a rogue.

I hate living with those people, they disgust me. Especially after what happened to my old pack I never knew. I never pass up a rogue co-op when I get the chance. I will do anything to bring the bastards down. I wonder what the alpha has planned for me next, I hope it's to finally terminate them all.

"Are you even listening, Niklas?" Alpha Kristoff asked irritated.

"Huh-uh....." I didn't really know how to respond and not make him mad.

He sighed clearly agitated, "That's what I thought."

I cleared my throat, "Sorry Alpha. Please continue, I'm focused now."

"What I was saying is that you have a day to prepare yourself. I have decided to terminate all of the rouges, innocent or not. I'm done with petty dogs who think they can do whatever they want. We will attack Sunday night, on the north and west side, forcing them southeast. The Silver Moon pack will be waiting in the woods for them and attack those who flee. I've made it clear to the alpha there that I want no survivors, I don't care who they are. Anyone who defies that direct order will have to report to me and face the consequences," he said sternly.

He narrowed his eyes at me at the last part.

I raised my hands up in surrender, "Yeah, yeah, don't worry Alpha. Leave no one standing, I hear ya loud and clear."

"Good, because if you fuck up your half, neither me nor my wolf will be pleased. We've both had to deal with enough shit lately as it is, so I will probably kill you if you mess up, and honestly I don't want to do that. You're practically family Niklas." The alpha told me.

I grinned like a fool when he called me family. That's the most favorite part of my life. I'm the alpha's favorite. He's never liked anyone else more than me. It's not like he has a mate, so I'm obviously the only family he's got since he literally raised me from boy to man.

"I would consider you the same, alpha." I replied sincerely.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head at me, "Alright enough of the family shit, back to the rouges. The best fighters, which ones are they? Those are the ones you, me, and the rest of the warriors need to handle."

I nodded, getting refocused, "There's about 8 that could pose as a real threat. Let's see here, there's Roger, he's the leader and actually a decent fighter. Joel, he's the most burly one and he's got a mean looking scar in his face, he's not really that great a fighter, but hell he's strong as anything. Eric, Quinton, Sam, they have blonde wolves and take cheap shots. Colin, Avery, they have brown wolves and they move fast. Tell anyone who fights against them to stay in their toes. Lastly a dark brown wolf, Evan. He can hold his own, and when he loses his temper, he's dangerous. Also he just got a mate, so don't let anyone touch her until he's actually dead. I was messing with her one day and he flipped his shit. He went off on me the day after." I reported to Alpha Kristoff.