Mates are something that comes naturally with being a Lycan. When your an alpha it becomes even more important. Two alphas, two packs and one bond, will they be able to make it together or will everything tumble around them?
Both leaders from two co...
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"I want you both to stand up in front of your packs and hand your pack members and land over to Hays. They'll listen to you," Ezra holds the gun straight at them with a smirk resting on his face. Hazel stares at him in disbelief, anger beginning to bubble inside her. Quinton lowly growls at him, he wasn't going to let this man or Hays near to his pack ever again. He clenches his firsts wanting to destroy the smirk on his face.
"No," Hazel growls, taking a daring step towards him. Ezra tightens his grip around the gun as he watches Hazel intensely. Quinton stands glaring at him. He couldn't believe that this is happening. He could've prevented all of this if he just looked into his best friend that little bit more. "Look Ezra, I don't what your getting out of all this... but you need to let us go. Your friends and family need us out there!" Ezra laughs throwing his head back like it was the most hilarious thing he had heard all day.
"There not my family! They mean nothing to me anymore. Look at where I am now, I have the one and only Alpha Hazel begging. How Pathetic. They didn't get me here. Don't come any closer Hazel or I will shoot," he grins. Hazel abruptly stops moving but holds a death glare.
The men that surround Ezra start to approach them and Hazel instantly puts her guard up. Hazel swings her leg hitting one of them in the back bend of his leg, then she proceeds to punch him in the jaw. She dodges a punch from another rogue, ducking his blow. Her guard slips for a second this causes Hazel to take a blow to her lower stomach. Hazel winces but was still quick enough to catch the fist flying towards her face. Hazel growls pushing with all her mite. Gripping his hand she twists it back and the man yells in agony. Hazel shoves him over and knees him in the grind, he groans and Hazel takes this as an opportunity to punch his head, knocking him out cold. Hazel's chest rises up and down as she takes deep breaths.
Whipping around she sees Quinton throwing punches at one of the men. Her eyes drift over to Ezra who stands watching intensely. Growling aggressively, she sprints over to him planning to attack him. As she runs at him, a gun shot echoes throughout the room. Hazel tenses up stopping in her tracks, her heart pounds loudly in her chest, ready to jump out. Clutching her arm she scrunches her face up in agony, the sliver bullet has sliced through the edge of her arm. The wound gushes blood, its in a perfectly straight line. Hazel takes a deep breath, thanking the moon goddess that the bullet wasn't stuck in her arm.
The room had fallen silent and she realises she is surrounded and Quinton has been pinned to the ground by two men. One holds a sliver blade flat to his arm, Hazel could see the skin turning pink as it burns him. The gun shot had thrown both Hazel and Quinton off. Hazel looks at Ezra whose starring at someone behind her, turning around she comes face to face with the one and only demon. Hays. He has that sickening, stomach twisting grin plastered across his monstrous face. Still putting pressure on her arm, she stands up straight showing her power. Hays' wicked laugh once again fills her ears giving her goose bumps. "Oh Hazel... don't you see you've lost this one." He takes a slow steps towards her threateningly. "I thought you would do the right thing. Choose the right option, but you love to make life difficult..." Hazel's eyes bore into his. Chills run up and down her body. "I always admired your strength and beauty... I really did believe we could've worked together. We would've been unstoppable ruling all the lands, controlling all the lycans. Just you and me," Hazel shudders looking up to the man she hates the most. "Tie her down!"
Two more rouges began to approach her and Hazel begins to panic realising she can't shift, all because that tiny bit of sliver has affected her. Hazel harshly pushes the rogue on her left, but was too slow as the other rogue grabs her by the arm, digging his fingers into her wound. Hazel lets out a small scream and hisses. "On your knees!" the rogue demands her. Hazel falls to her knees in agony as his fingers gripped tightly to her arm.
Hazel holds her head high and makes eye contact with struggling Quinton. He couldn't bare to see Hazel in pain, he pulls and twists, pushing and kicks but he just couldn't get out the rouge's grip. They hold him tight and he almost feels like they strength was unnatural even for a rogue. He gives Hays a little credit, he trained his men well. Looking back over to Hazel, he growls threateningly. Hazel is in great pain to the point where he could feel it. Anger builds up inside him as he thrashes around more, shouting and screaming. Two more evil rouges attach themselves onto Quinton trying to control him. One of them punch him in the face, his head fly's back, he slowly lifts his head with blood dripping from his lip. Quinton makes eye contact, once again, with Hazel. Hazel is pleading for him to stop with her eyes. The rogue tosses injured Hazel onto a chair and another begins to use rope to tie her to it, they also tie her feet together.
"Look Hazel, I didn't want it to go this far and I don't want it to go any further," Hays says standing over. Hazel looks up and glares at him, this causes him to chuckle. "Now Quinton," he turns towards him grinning. "What am I going to do with you. I know for sure your too selfish to ever work with me." Hays leans close to Quinton and quietly whispers, "don't worry I'll look after Hazel and that's a promise," Quinton growls and tries to fight him, but he gets held back and the blade is pushed harder onto his already burnt skin. Quinton's skin has begun to bubble and blister. Hays laughs wickedly and walks over to Ezra. "Gun please," he holds out his hand and Ezra places the cold metal gun in his hand.
Hazel gulps as Hays takes slow steady steps towards her, her eyes never leaving him. He stops in front of her and gives her an evil smile, this causes her stomach to sink. Before she could even register, Hays whips around and shoots Quinton's left shoulder. Hazel cries out as she watches him tumble.
"Quinton!"
A/N So I actually wrote this on my laptop instead of my phone. You may have noticed the paragraphing is different, but I do think it looks better and makes more sense.
I might write more often on my laptop I really enjoyed it. However the phone is more convenient.
Hope you have enjoyed this chapter. The story is nearly over!
