The Alpha King

Chapter 61

My eyes snapped open and immediately I sprung up. The echo of the battle ringing in my ears. I quickly scanned my surroundings and noticed I was lying on a bed roll of sorts in a tent.

Had the battle ended?

I looked down at my injured arm and noticed someone had bandaged it up. It was already healing, thankfully. I must have passed out due to blood loss or exhaustion. Who even knows?

The tent flaps were roughly pushed apart and I snapped my eyes up. Xavier stood at its entrance. He looked...furious. His hair was messy and I noticed he hasn't shaved in a while. He had a tiny cut on his shoulder but it hasn't been tended to. I immediately wanted to go to him and tend to it.

His grey eyes pierced mine. He accessed my body, looking for any injuries. Once he was done he took a step towards me. His large frame eating up all the space in the tent.

"How could you?" He asked softly.

"How could I what?" I said as I stared up at him from my place on the floor.

"How could you throw yourself into the battle the way you did? How could you put yourself at risk? How could you not wait for me to come and help you?" He paused as he looked at me, "how could you leave me," he swallowed, "to come and find you lying on the ground amongst bodies. Blood staining every inch of you?"

He took another step closer towards me, utterly livid.

"Because I would never stand idly by as my people are slaughtered. I would do it again and again." I looked away from him, "they killed him." I whispered as tears sprung to my eyes.

I felt Xavier move swiftly towards me then and he crouched down next to me. He gently angled my face to look at him.

"Who?"

"Jacob, he was seven." I swallowed and looked deeply into his eyes. "Seven, Xavier, they-they shot him with an arrow...right in front of me." I blinked back tears but as soon as Xavier crushed me to him I let my tears flow freely. He hugged me tightly, his chin rested on my shoulder. I breathed him in, his scent, his warmth.

I could never live without him.

"I'm so sorry," he said softly into my ear. We both knew he was apologising for not only the death of Jacob but for his lying. My heart felt heavy.

"I know," I whispered as I ran my fingers through his hair, he shuddered.

"Can you forgive me?" He asked as he moved away from me slightly and searched my face.

I sighed, "I just need time."

He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear and leaned closer towards me. "I missed you," he said.

"I missed you to."

He leaned even closer towards me until our noses touched. He wanted nothing more than to kiss me and I knew it. I was contemplating whether to yield and kiss him or not because I still haven't forgiven him but I was saved when a werewolf entered our tent. I moved away from Xavier but he merely slid his eyes reluctantly away from me and towards the werewolf.

"Alpha, Luna," he said bowing. "Your presence is needed in the castle."

"We will be there shortly," Xavier said and he stood up and extended his hand to me. I took it and he pulled me up. We walked out the tent and immediately the battle flashed before my eyes again. Bodies covered the ground but they were already being moved away. Werwolves were scattered everywhere. Some sharping weapons, some being healed and others doing the healing. Everyone looked exhausted, withdrawn. Their clothes stained in dirt and blood.

We did win this little battle but this was only the start.

"How are our numbers looking?"

"We lost around a hundred and the Spell casters lost around sixty. The rest scattered once our reinforcements came around but they will be here again. This was only to see how we would fare. They are probably already discussing our numbers, weaknesses, strengths." He sighed and subconsciously reached for my hand as we walked away from the tents and the gore of the battle.

I had to see if Aura was okay and give her my condolences as soon as we were finished with this meeting. It filled me with dread. I don't think I would even be able to look her in the eyes and tell her.

I was so tired of all this suffering and heartache. My people deserved to live in a world where they weren't being hunted. I hated war. I hated it but there is only ever change after war.

When we entered the hall the generals were all in a heated argument. They were standing around a long table, maps in front of them. They immediately went quiet once we entered. Quickly after we took out places by the table the arguments reared up again.

Words I didn't quiet understand were being used. All battle strategies and numbers. I hadn't even noticed but Luca and Killian were also present. Luca caught me looking at him and made his way towards me as the rest continued on.

"Luna, I heard you fought in the battle." He said as he stood next to me.

"Yes, I did."

"Xavier could hardly think when he realised where exactly you were. We went as soon as possible but so many had already fallen. His Majesty was a sight, he cut down anyone his path. I think he was more desperate to find you than anything else."

I didn't like the idea of Xavier being so worried especially during battle. He needed to focus on fighting, not me. Didn't he understand that I can easily look after myself.

When I didn't reply Luca continued.

"I heard you fought just as bravely. Our werwolves said you were unstoppable and they will never forget your bravery." His words warmed me.

"Just as I told Xavier, I will fight no matter what. They are my people and I'll do it over and over again." Luca dipped his head in respect and smiled.

A number of strategies were put into place and afterwards everyone felt slightly better at having some sort of plan in order.

They agreed on splitting up our army and stationing little groups around the castle and with in it. If the Spell Casters manage to breech the castle then the rest of the army will be waiting inside. If the ones outside had to retreat they could, easily back into the castle walls and join the ranks of the rest of the soldiers.

The werwolves not fighting and children are already being evacuated and supplies are being handed out. All the healers have been equipped and are stationed around the inside of the castle. Weapons have been placed practically everywhere for easy access and we agreed to use fire and tar if needed be at the entrances of the castle. When the Spell Casters try to enter we will rain fire down upon them.

Archers are to be placed at the tops of the castle and some will be positioned at lower levels. Their arrows will be tipped with poison and some with fire as well.

Our numbers were also looking good but we were going into this fight blind. Blind to their power and what exactly they were capable of. We didn't know our enemy but they knew us and that was the greatest disadvantage.

I felt it deep inside me, the impending doom.

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