Unleashing Maverick - COMPLETED

// Thirty- Three\\

RECAP: Maverick, Elora, Selene, and Damianos approach the pack house, but Maverick leaves them to go help the combat team. Elora takes control and showcases her Luna qualities to her pack hiding out in the pack house. We were left off on Elora's encounter with Ian and Anika, where she found out they were traitors and with the Dracs; Elora also let out her wolf which she wasn't supposed to.

The song is "bury a friend" by Billie Eilish which gives the perfect creepy undertones throughout this chapter! Plus it's a dang good song🤙🏼

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"Elora!! No!!"

The taste of flesh is present in my mouth, although I cannot tell who's or what flesh I'm devouring. All I know is my wolf, or whatever is taking control, is savoring every moment: every bone being crushed between my fangs.

Every drop of blood that splatters about.

I feel myself being pushed further and further back into my subconscious. I can only feel, hear and taste. My line of vision has gone black.

"Elora!! Stop!!! No..."

The screams become louder until silence engulfs my senses.

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|| Maverick ||

"Where the hell is Ian? He's supposed to be here!!" I yell through the mind link at Vander and my combat team who are all busy trying to fight off the invading Dracs.

I'm ripping one's throat open as I mind link them. I'm starting to feel drained from the amount of Dracs I have fought already.

What is my body count now? 10? 15?

I watch as the thing twitches for a few seconds until it finally fully relaxes into its inevitable death.

"He went to the pack house to check on the pack... he should be back by now ..." Vander says back. I can't help to roll my eyes.

Typical Ian. He keeps giving me reasons to replace him.

After it seems like we took care of most of the Dracs, I let Vander take control of the combat team to finish up the job while I shift, putting on some extra clothes we have stashed in the bushes lining our borders and race back to the pack house.

As I get closer, I smell something off... something like Dracs.

Elora.

I pick up my pace and make it to the back door, knowing they had most likely locked it. I kick it down, pushing through and begin to mindlessly run around the whole pack house. I come upon the large meeting room where I can sense many of the pack members.

Knocking crazily, I order them to open the doors.

After hushed whispering, one speaks up, most likely Chelsea or Elizabeth, "I'm sorry we were given orders by Luna Elora to not open the door until she calls one of us."

Smart.

Wait ... then where the hell is my mate then?

"Where did she go?!" I demand, feeling my stomach sinking at the thought of her being taken by Dracs or ... killed.

"She went to go take care of the Dracs that broke into the living room with her siren friends."