Your a Alpha?

Chapter 9

"What do you mean a Bomb is going off tomrrow at midnight?" I asked standing up.

"It means what it means, the only promble is we can't find the Bomb anymore" Scot says.

"What do you mean you can't find it?" Matt asked.

"Well one of Zarlos warriors told me there was a bomb, showed me and then I came up here to tell you guys"

"Wait, What warrior told you?" I asked confused because I had everyone in my Pack training with me outside, there was no chance that one of my warriors could of slipped out and pointed out the bomb.

"I think she said her name was Chole" Scot said looking though his papers.

"I only have four warriors, Jade, Jack, Mark and Jackson" I say walking around to Scot.

"But she said she was apart of our pack" Scot says. 

"Aha, here she is" He says grabbing a picture.

"Is that her?" I asked taking the picture.

"Yes, isn't she in our pack?" Scot asked worried.

"No, she isn't" I say putting the picture in my back pocket and walking to the door.

"Who is she?" Matt asked.

"A Blood sucking Bitch that tried to kill me" I say walking out the door and down the millions of staris.

"I want every single person who can Fight, throw a knife, shoot a gun or are great at sinfting out scents out in the backyard NOW" I say or yell though mindlinked that is contacted with every werewolf that is here. I take the left and head out to the backyard to see about 20 hundered people out side, ages from 3 to 84.

"Why are we out here?" I hear someone asked for the group. I stand up on a box to look over everyone.

"WE HAVE A PROMBLE, A BLOOD SUCKER HAS MADE THERE WAY INTO OUR HOME AND PLANTED A BOMB" I yell out to the group. I some grasp and see some of them tense up.

"SHE MAY BE USEING A POTION TO MASKS HER SCENT, BUT IT WILL EVENLY WEAR OFF, I WANT EVERY SINGLE ON OF YOU TO GRAB SOMEONE WHO CAN SHOOT A GUN, IS A FIGHTER OR SOMEONE WHO IS A GREAT AT SINFTING OUT AND FIND THIS SON OF A BITCH NOW" I yell out to them and the moment thoughs words lefted my mouth everyone started to move into groups. I jumped down and saw a little girl, about 3 years old come up to me.

She has light blonde hair that is tied into a sock bum and some bright blue tips in it. Her eyes and golded and have little red flecks around her pupils, she has a sacr runing from the top of her forehead to just before her right eye, it goes though her eyebrown so it hasn't grown properly. I looked at her left because something wierd was going on, as I looked closer I saw that it was starting to turn a dark gold. The little girl qucikly covered her left eye and looked down.

I Kneeded down and touch her hand that was covering her eye and slowly pulled it back. "It's pretty, I like it" I say with a soft smile.

"You think it's pretty" She says.

"Yeah, what's your name Sweet heart?" I asked.

"It's Z-Zara" She says looking down at the ground.

"That's a beautiful name" 

"Y-You think so"

"Yes I do, dosen't it mean "light'"

"Yeah it does" Zara says smiling at me.

"Where are your parents?" I asked wondering why she was down here.

"They died, and I came here because you said you needed people who are great at snifting and that's me" She says pointing to her self trying to hide that fact that talking about her parents makes her up set.