The Luna's Silent Prince (WereLove Book 1)

Chapter 15: War and Truce

She brought a rogue out of the cells. What the hell is she thinking?! We don't know if the redhead is a danger or not! I sighed.

"Zion, she's no danger. She was working against her will. She's fully cooperated with us. She can't talk for goddess' sake!"

I shook my head. "Fine, put her in a guest room, but I want supervision on her all the time. If she so much as thinks about betraying our plans, it won't be pretty." She nodded.

Later, in the meeting room, we were going over war strategies using information Poppy had given us.

"Okay, warriors into eight groups. We'll use just enough wolfsbane to mask our scents. We'll surround them from every side about an hour before sunrise. James, you'll lead the attack from the northeast. Once you surge forward, the rest will follow suit. We'll destroy them until they're gone or they surrender. We attack in five days."

A course of cheers went up. "Now, we prepare."

Everybody ran to the training room. When I got there, they were already sparring in wolf and human form. They were doing cardio, lifting weights, fencing, etc. Hell! Poppy was sparring with Kimberly and winning! While I watched, Ashlynn came to my side. "Wanna spar?" I laughed. She knew that when she did certain things it aroused me. "In the bedroom, sure." She laughed and her eyes twinkled. "Tonight then."

For the next four days, we trained hard, went over the strategy several times. Two hours before sunrise, we were up and ready. Everybody was in a frenzy. The mothers and children stayed behind. The rest of us used wolfsbane to hide our scent. We were excited and filled with bloodlust.

ASHLYNN

I was beside my mate as he led the northwest division of warriors. Suddenly, James let out a howl via mind-link.

What's wrong, James?

Luna, Alpha, they're up and marching.

Shit! Okay, if they're already up, may as well attack.

Roger that, Alpha.

The mind-link was cut off. James' group charged. They turned to fight them off as seven other groups charged. They were greatly outnumbered as each division of warriors held at least two hundred warriors. We probably had at least three times as many as they did. Finally, a powerful voice yelled, "STOP!"

We all stopped and turned to the voice. A man, looking a hell of a lot like Zion, stepped forwards. in shorts and a tank-top."Who is leading this attack?" Zion, James, and six others stepped forward. His eyes widened in shock when he saw Zion's mostly white and gray tinged wolf.

"My prince! To what do I owe you the pleasure?" His voice was as smooth as honey. I didn't trust him.

"Who. The. Hell. Are. You?" The man knelt to the ground and bowed his head.

"Your highness, I am your servant. You had an elder sister who died twelve years ago. She ran off before you were born because she didn't want to be the next queen. She had a daughter. I am her father."

Zion's eyes softened then went back to stone. "Prove this to me, and I shall welcome you as my brother. I find out you're lying, you'll not like the consequences. Why have these people been attacking my pack?"

He looked truly dumfounded. "Your highness, I just got back today. I know not what they have done in my month-long absence."

Zion nodded curtly. "I have one who could vouch for this. Ashlynn, bring Poppy forth."

I looked at him skeptically before doing so. She came forth. Surprise registered on her face. She rapidly began signing. Father?! Where have you been? I was told you'd been killed! Wait, did you say my mother was his sister? Holy shit! That makes me a princess!

He laughed and nodded. She signed. Does this mean war is no longer in process?

Many tensed and looked at my supposed brother-in-law and me. We nodded. Then he said, "I will make sure that whoever has instigated the attacks will be dead."

Somebody piped up. "Alpha John, that won't be necessary. Prince Zion already killed him. He was my uncle, the one who also instigated the attack on the Royal-Moon Pack sixteen years ago. He held us under fear, swearing that if we told, he'd kill us. We told him his downfall was going to be a bloody one and he laughed."

My mate looked surprised. "I killed the one who murdered my mother and father?" The man nodded.

STRANGER
I could smell something. It was a sweet scent. It smelled like pineapple and the beach. My wolf howled. I tracked the scent. Holy shit! I was at my pack! Why was another pack here?! Suddenly, I saw her. She was beautiful! Her red hair cascaded in waves down her back. Her green-blue eyes shone like jewels. My wolf yelled "MATE!"

Moons! She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen! The only thing was, she didn't seem to acknowledge me. She was rapidly signing to Alpha John. They looked a lot alike. She must've been his daughter. They had the same shade of red hair, same skin tone, and same shade eyes. Sure, I'd seen her around, but never considered her as my mate. She'd gone rogue when her brother died when she was six. Her father made her stay but let her do as she pleased. It was then she found her wolf and shifted for the first time.

I ran to her. "Mine," I growled. She laughed. Thomas? You're my mate? I never would have guessed!

Her father looked shocked. "My beta is your mate? You're fifteen!"

Dad, I found my wolf at six! I went rogue at six! I guess my wolf knows things I don't. All I know is that Beta Thomas is my mate. My wolf knows it too.

I wrapped her in a hug. She looked up at me and kissed me softly. I carried her out of there bridal style. I heard everybody laughing as she laughingly pounded my back.

POPPY
I smelled a strong masculine scent. My wolf howled in my head. I ignored the scent of pine and ocean breeze. I kept signing to my dad. Suddenly, the scent came closer. I heard a familiar voice growl, "Mine!"

I turned and found myself staring into a pair of light hazel eyes. His shaggy hair was light brown. He had a tattoo on his shoulder in the shape of a poppy flower. My wolf howled "MATE!" as i growled, "Mine!" His strong arms wrapped around me. Then he carried me off bridal style.

THIRD PERSON POV
The war was over. They made a truce and joined packs as one on the next full moon. This one was called the Shining Blood Moon Pack. They mourned the loss of their fallen warriors and celebrated a time of peace.