Myth.

9. Family of Murder

The night reigned on, and eventually, Matthias started talking to the brothers. All the wolves ears tilted just slightly to hear their conversation. Matthew left as he got the signal from Ivan to move.

"So! Got any family?" Matthias voice boomed as he smiled, orange ears flipping over his head.

"Mother, father, both dead." Ludwig muttered.

"Oh..." Matthias replied, his ears pressing against his head, "How'd they die, if you don't mind me asking."

"Car crash in the middle of the woods, hit by a semi-truck." Gilbert said, tears welling at the edge of his eyes, "They never found the bodies..."

"Um, do you have any other family?"

"Roderich's dad, and our grandpa. Roddy's mom is dead too." Gilbert returned, happy to be off the topic of his parents.

"Oooh, whats your grandpa's name?" Matthias asked, excited.

"Gerald Beilschmidt," Ludwig answered as all the wolves in the room stilled.

"Beilschmidt?" Yao asked, coming up on them.

"Um... ya, it's our last name too." Gilbert stated, getting nervous.

"I always thought you looked similar," Yao shuddered, before pointing to Ludwig, "You're related to him."

"Wh-" Ludwig tried to say before the tiny werewolf picked him up by the shirt collar, his teeth bared and his ears flipped back in an angry snarl.

"You're related to the one that killed my mate." Yao seethed, before regaining what was left of his mind and putting Ludwig down, backing up and shifting, running away in his wolf form. All the other werewolves besides the younger ones backed away, and Feli looked like he was about to cry. His mates grandfather had killed his father. Lovi pulled him away.

The other alphas walked to him, both calmly. Gerald had killed Alfred's grandfather, Torbjorn, as well, and he had never even met him, but Trobjorn was also Matthias father so...

"Where does he live?" Alfred asked politely. He was born just before Romulus died, didn't even remember him, but he knew everyone did. He and Yao were the alphas during the Uniting, during a time he killed the current packs parents and raised their kids himself. Well, besides Jaroslav's descendants (Soviet trio) and his family, which split.

"He isn't a wolf," Ludwig stuttered, taking a step back.

"We wouldn't know that." Gilbert stated, "We've never even seen him."

"It's impossible! That would make us of werewolf descent!" Roderich exclaimed as he was escorted by Elizabeta into the action.

"I mean, your scent always was off," Alfred added, picking under his long, sharp nails, obviously showing them off.

"Just talk, half breeds." Ivan growled, his ears flipping back.

"Up into the forest on the other side... it's like in the mountain kinda, and it's a mansion- a big, big house." Gilbert explained as Ludwig and Roderich looked at him with the most surprised expression they could probably muster, "What, the awesome me is not getting my balls torn off for him, and he killed someone."

"Good, we only have this request," Alfred started, them looking to him, "you stay until we are done."

"Wait, we can't! My father-" Roderich tried.

"Shut it." Ivan boomed, "Toris, Natalia, Kiku, put them in one of the rooms, make sure they stay."

The Betas immediately listened to the Alpha, Toris and Gilbert, Kiku and Roderich, and Natalia against Ludwig, who tried to fight yet was easily subdued by the female werewolf.

"Hey, man, you don't have to grab me-" Gilbert said, trying to pull away from Toris, "I can lead myself."

"Listen to Alpha Ivan." Toris just muttered. He was Alfred's Beta technically, and he was still scared of Ivan after-er- what had happened involving humans.

Roderich was the only silent one, Kiku following behind him and darting to his side whenever he went the wrong way.

"Alfred, you won't kill our mates, would you?" Mattie whispered from behind his brother.

"Nope! But an eye for an eye and a corpse for a corpse." Alfred proclaimed, patting his brother on the shoulder.

"Everyone! Get ready for a fight." Ivan's voice called throughout the room, the smell of bloodlust and adrenaline filling the cavern. Revenge was on the minds of many.

Some were just plain disgusted though. Gerald had, had at least two kids with a human. His other sons and daughter were appalled. He killed their mother (and his mate), now this? Basch, Lilly, and Tim... had he forgotten you?