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*As of 12/14/20, I am editing these chapter...
"How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze.
"Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists, "I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this."
"You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?"
"If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate"
Parts: 61
Status: Complete
Preview:
Part One
It's too cold on the mountaintop, the wind and ice wrenching through my fur like knives. I am running down the mountainside, dodging trees left, right, left, right.
"Alessandra." The voice icier than the storm whispers.
I run faster.
I can't feel my legs under me.
"Alessandra, please." It's laughing now, frantic and cynical, as if it had just tasted copper and flesh.
No. I want to shout back to them, refusing to succumb to their tortures. Refusing to end up like Mother and Father.
"Come back to me."
I can feel the heat of its evil spreading across the back of my neck, as if the voice is just waiting to swallow my soul and chew my body.
"Alessandra! Wake up, now!"
I am wrenched from the dream, my dark hair pillowing messily behind me as I shoot up in bed, covered in sweat.
I look up to see my Aunt May standing over me, her eyes frantic.
"May, what's happening?" I ask, scrambling out of bed, my feet touching the cold wood of the floor.
She looks as if she has just seen a ghost.
"We're being attacked, you need to go now."
My ears are ringing, my mind flashing back to the fateful day seven years ago.
My mother screaming as I watched the enemy alpha tearing at her long, dark hair.
"Alex! You need to go now!" I stare at my aunt, her exact words finally registering to my ears. I am broken from my memories, and brought back to this cruel reality.
"But, what about you?" I ask frantically, as I watch her pull a random pair of jeans and long sleeved shirt from my closet, throwing them at me.
"I will be safe here, he is only looking for the pack members under 18."
"B-but," I ask, pulling the shirt over my head, "Why?" Confusion bubbles up through my words, ending in stuttering and mumbling that I pray is coherent enough for her to understand.
"He wants to create an army, and he needs the youth."
He. The Alpha. The man who struck fear into the hearts and minds of millions around him.
"Aunt May, just stop and explain please." I beg, trying to grab her arm, but she just shakes her head furiously.
"Come on, we need to get you out of here, we haven't got much time, Know is mindlinking, they have already entered the boundary lines."
She pulls me from my tiny room, and I run with her, my long legs moving faster than her's. My mind is moving too fast, as I attempt to hold back the flashbacks of that terrible day.
You need to focus. My wof whispers to me, and I shake my head, knowing she's right.
We reach the bottom of the stairs in the pack house, and I can see mothers crying over their little pups, having nowhere to go. I see Lacy, a little six year old. She is holding her baby brother, Charlie, now, the little redheads huddled next to their father, Beta Rendal.
"Sandra!" Lacy shouts when she sees me, running to me and nearly knocking me down as I catch her, not letting her fall.
"Hey Lace." I say, and stare into the little green eyes. She's going to be so beautiful when she's older.
Then the thought hits me.
"Aunt?" And she looks down at me, her eyes shifting. "What will happen to the rest of the pack?" Where are they to go?"
She sighs and kneels down, sending Lacy back to her father and brother.
"Moonrise pack is too weak to fight, and we have nowhere to go but the mountains, and you know how dangerous those can be this time of the year."
I stare at her, my blue eyes going wide with horror.
"So we just leave them?!" I whisper-yell to her.
She begins to shift her weight from foot to foot, looking out of the windows at the front of the pack house.
"There's nothing we can do, Sandra. I just need to get you out of harem=, you are in too much danger."
"How am I more endangered than the rest of the pack?!" I can hear my voice rising, and I know I should calm down, but my mind is whirling too fast to stop now.
"Sandra, calm down, there are things you do not know, things that-" But I am not allowed to hear the rest of her warning, as the door to the pack house flies open, splintering at the hinges.
It has begun.
Aunt May attempts to grab my arm, but even she knows it is too late.
Everyone's eyes are on the huge man at the entrance, and the army of men behind him.
My body is begging me to run but my muscles are frozen in fear.
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To be continued in the book....
Personal note: I LOVED this story! I'm gonna read it again, actually <3 It's one of my favorites. Now, it will be an emotional rollercoaster but, the best books are! So, I suggest you give this amazing book a read.
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