A Chosen Daughter

Chapter 39*E

Shortly after Chris and Leah rejoin the group, footsteps could be heard approaching. Two sets. Leah and her pack mates tense readying themselves for a fight. Chris lays placating hands on her even before his eyes clear "It's ok! It's my two pack members that I sent after the straggler, Ant and Dave. They have a report for us" Not even a minute afterwards two men come into sight.

The tallest of the two was maybe only taller due to his spiked Mohawk. The buzzed sides matched the stubble on his jaw for length. He had a cheeky looking face before you even look into his mischievous green grey eyes. The second one had short chocolate brown hair and bright blue eyes, with his ears, nose and mouth, all looking a little too large, he shouldn't have been good looking but he was. There was a goodness and warmth in his eyes that carried through into his smile. "The one with the spikes is Ant, he's one of my best trackers and hell of a fighter" Chris whispers to Leah, "The others Dave one of my fastest warriors and again a highly skilled fighter" Leah smiles her thanks to Chris before smiling slightly at the new comers. They had the same vibe the previous four did; something pure and good.

"Alpha, Luna" The men greeted on reaching them. On seeing Leah's expression and mouth starting to open in protest, Chris quickly speaks first "what's your report?" Leah sends a knowing narrowed look his way. He smirks back at her.

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Progressing along the path the men fan out beside and behind her. The hairs on Leah's arms and the back of her neck, raise to stand on end. Her eyes constantly search the under-bush. Up ahead the rogues come into view, standing waiting for them. Smirking.

To confident! Much to confident!

What was they up to? What did they have planned?

Once they were in hearing range the straggler rogue, steps forward calling out to them "Return the women you have taken ... and you can join us too" his eyes rake up and down Leah's body. Leah pulls a face of pure disgust as Chris and Matt lead the other males of their group in vicious growls. The rogue raises his hands in mock surrender whilst smiling "I get you don't like the idea .. but" he half shrugs "when is the world fair or filled with what we like?!" He tilts his head trying to read the various bonds between them "This ways better ... trust me on the that"
"Never!" Chris snarls out "Never will any of those women suffer at your hands again!"
The men beside her shift unanimously into a fighting stance. Muscles tense and bulging ready to spring forward.

Still Leah watches the rogues and surrounding bushes. All her instincts scream something was wrong. Something was about to happen. "Ah! Ah! Ah" the rogue reprimands.

Suddenly screams can be heard behind the rogues. Too high to be males. Too shrill to be females. Leah's eyes dart over the rogues shoulders, to see three more appearing, carrying three scruffed up and terrified children.