Pack of Lies

Chapter 39: Revolution

Brooke

"Oh no, she didn't".

I don't know what Eliza did, but she must have knocked me and the men out. She knew I'd never let her accept such a deal. I knew she was desperate, but this was crossing the line.

"We have to get her before she gives him her body as an offering".

"You think she'd do that? Surely she wouldn't go against Warrick" Patrick scratched his head before grabbing his gear.

"I'm not so sure. She's losing hope and getting more and more desperate. We have to find her before"-

Suddenly a deep manly voice screamed out in pain from outside the house we were staying in. 

"What the"-

Pulling back the curtains my eyes widened as the once green and serene forest was now bright orange with the smell of things burning.

"Are we under attack?" Patrick asked in a panic urging the others to be prepared just in case.

As I looked around, I noticed that the women who were chained up, used and abused were now fighting against the men.

"No. It's a revolution and something tells me Eliza is behind this. Get your stuff and lets go".

All the men hurried around grabbing their belongings before rushing out the door leading into a blood bath.

The men guarding our door lay in pools of their own blood with stab wounds to their heart, slit throats and their bodies torn in two.

I felt guilty for doubting Eliza, but truthfully I had no idea what was going through her head. She had changed so much in the past few months without Warrick. She was growing colder and more violent by the day, but who could blame her when I was the same. 

Being without your mate turns you a little psycho. My mate intentionally hurt me and her mate was missing, possibly dead. She had every right to be angry.

"Fuck me, it's like world war 3" Patrick whispered into my ear completely stunned by what we were bearing witness to.

It was chaos. Women were running around with torches setting buildings alight, others breaking off chains from their necks. Wolves were ripping off the flesh of the men and howling at the full moon blessing the moon goddess for the arrival of the prophecy Luna who had given them this new hope.

We were in the midst of a battlefield, but I felt no fear whatsoever. 

I could feel tears prick the lining of my eyes as women hugged one another with tears pouring down their cheeks at defeating their captors. They were free women unstoppable and fearless. They had suffered for so long and now Eliza's presence had given them strength and courage to stand up and fight.

Suddenly the doors of the biggest building were pushed open and out she stepped with her head held high looking like a queen, my queen.

Every woman stopped dead in their tracks and looked to the main doors where she stood.

One by one, every woman fell on their knees and bowed before her.

Looking over at Eliza, I was shocked to see her staring straight at me with black eyes. She raised her head at me exerting the true power of a Luna. A Luna who could make people fall to their knees through one look.

A single tear dripped out of my eye as I fell to the ground bowing before my Luna, the girl who had been lied to her whole life, the girl who was experimented on and now she was the girl who had single handedly reunited all the packs and was about to lead us to war.

"This was your home" she shouted out into the crowd of over 100 hundred women of all ages and ethnicity.

Everyone remained on their knees, but looked up at the woman who had saved them all.

"But it was taken from you, stolen from you by power hungry men. They took your children, they killed your men, your mates and used you for their own pleasures. But today, you took your home back".

I looked around to see women staring up at Eliza with tears pouring down their faces as she spoke with such confidence.

Eliza always hated being the centre of attention and speaking in front of a large crowd was her biggest fear, but she showed no signs of fear.

Perhaps it was the adrenaline of trying to get Warrick back, freeing these women or the idea of providing a safer future for the baby inside of her.

"When I came here, I wanted your armies. I wanted the army to join me in fighting for freedom. But what your so called leader thought, was that I wanted his men. He was wrong. You are the army, the sleeping army that awoke tonight. You are thirsty for blood, hungry for revenge and you took it. You have killed the ones who hurt you, destroyed the men who forced you to do unspeakable things and now you lead this pack".

"Fuck, I've got goosebumps" I muttered to Patrick who to my surprise had tears trailing down his cheeks.

"Now I'm asking for you to come and stand with me and my armies to defeat the real enemy who sent these men to your home. They won't stop until they control every pack. You've taken back your home, don't let them take it from you".

Suddenly 10 women walked out and stood beside Eliza. Each and every one of them was covered in blood. I knew exactly who's blood it was.

"I have travelled across the world desperately trying to find people like yourself. People broken by wars, hurt by violence and destroyed by death and now I ask you to stand up and fight with me. Fight alongside me so that we can re-build a future for you and your children so that one day we may live in peace".

One of the women stood beside Eliza stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

I knew who she was when we first met that bastard. She held the same pained look in her eyes as I once did. The pain of a mate going rouge, breaking the mate bond for his own selfish ways. She was his mate, she killed her mate. She is the leader of this pack.

"We have lived in fear for too long, kept our heads down and got on with what was instructed of us. They've broken us and taken so much. Tonight the moon goddess brought us the prophecy Luna to tell us that it is time to take back our freedom and that is what we have done. This is our home, your home and I do not want anyone else to take it from us. We shall stand with Luna Eliza and fight for our future".

The women who were still bowed on their knees started cheering and pumping their fists up in the air in agreement with their Luna's decision to join and fight.

Grabbing onto Patrick's wrist in excitement, my eyes flew up to Eliza who was staring around watching all the women and wolves celebrate, but she didn't seem happy like she should be.

"Eliza what's wrong?" I mind linked her concerned by her pale face.

"Something's wrong. I can feel it".

Jumping up from off the floor, I stealthily ran through the crowds of women who were staring at me with concern and rushed towards Eliza who was clutching her stomach.

"ELIZA".

Everyone turned to look at Eliza who had started crying and screaming in pain. Sweat was dripping down her face as she cried out whilst crouching down in agony.

"Oh fuck, SOMEONE GET A DOCTOR NOW".

Eliza slowly followed my vision and looked to the wooden floor she was standing on. 

Blood, a pool of blood covered the floor where she was standing.

"M-My baby".