EVE

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When I was 13 my dad made me take geography lessons. Not normal geography about the different countries and volcanoes and stuff, but geography regarding the packs and where in the world they were.

Leoni my lovely teacher, with long straight blonde hair and who always dressed impeccably, would stand behind the glass wall with a giant blackboard behind her and sketch out the different packs and their territory lines. A complete shame that it didn't help me avoid this current situation.

Leoni taught me that around my pack there were at least three other packs. There was the Cresent Moon pack which was my pack and then there was the Eclipse Pack on the south side run by Alpha Cain and then up North was the Blood Lust pack run by Alpha Abel, and despite the terrifying pack name they were some of the nicest people ever.

I had met Alpha Abel and his mate Luna Natalia on my eighteenth birthday and they were just wonderful.

Finally the last pack Leoni mentioned was the Red Moon pack. It's funny because I still remember the fear in her voice as she mentioned the name. She was reluctant to explain much about them but had mentioned it was run by a young Alpha called Zachary Stone. The only other information I vaguely remember learning was that the Red Moon pack was unlike other packs. In fact it was a pack made up of rogues. This was something completely unheard of at the time and everyone had believed within months the pack would have broken up. The thing with rogues, I remember Leoni saying, is that they don't have loyalty and they hate being told what to do. Therefore of course a pack of rogues would never last long.

However, it had been over thirteen years and over those years the pack had only tripled in size. It went from being considered a joke to being a serious threat. Other packs became worried; I remember my father setting up extra security and increasing pack training. It became clear quite quickly that the Red Moon pack was one not to be messed with.

And perhaps that's why my father hesitated to reach over and rip Alpha Stone's throat out. I knew he wanted to, I mean I could feel my father's anger roll off him in waves, but I could also sense him reeling back his wolf and trying to think logically.

"Alpha Stone," my father started respectfully but before he could say anything more Alpha Stone interrupted.

"This is non negotiable Alpha Kronex. You either hand me your daughter and leave my territory or I forcefully take your daughter, slit her throat in front of you and declare a war on your pack. Make your decision wisely."

My father let out a roar so ferocious I swear my heart stopped for a moment. Some of Alpha Stone's men took a step back only to stop from a piercing glare from their own Alpha.

However Alpha Stone didn't even blink. He stood so tall and serene it was almost as if my father was a little puppy barking.

Alpha Stone's gaze fell to me. There was something in his eyes that sent a chill through me. It was feral and totally animalistic.

"Dad, please put me down," I pleaded, mostly because his elongated nails were starting to dig into my skin. His eyes were so dark when they looked down at me I wondered if he was even listening to me, but after a second he placed me on the ground gently but pushed me behind him so I was out of Alpha Stone's sight.

I saw Gemma who looked so white I thought she might pass out any moment. She caught my eyes and hers started to brim with tears.

"I am so sorry," she mouthed as a tear rolled down her cheek.

I shook my head in reply.

"It's not your fault," I mouthed back.

Before I could even react I was pushed across the room with so much force I ended up sprawled up against the wall. Gemma screams as my father punches one of Alpha Stone's men across the face while kicking another one across the room. Beside him my mother reaches up and snaps the head off a man standing next to her. Roars and screaming erupt as my parents fight off attacks. If it had been in any other situation, time or place it would have been an incredible experience to see my parents work as one. They were so powerful, so agile, so fast. Around them bodies dropped to the floor like flies.