She was young, and she held a fire in her heart. That fire pumped through her veins like blood and poured through her skin to produce a light brighter than all others. That is how her parents knew one day she would become a great leader, that was be...
She sits on the steel table in front of me legs crossed and her lips painted bloody red. There is a sharpness in her eyes had only ever seen in my mother's when she fiercely protected the pack. The sight of her takes my breath away. I am stunned into silence and just sit in the cold metal chair as I watch her take control.
She had changed out of her bloodied clothing. By the look of this outfit I can tell Athena definitely chose it. Tiffany typically had a more conservative taste in clothing whereas Athena rather enjoyed her revealing and tight fitting clothing. Tiffany dons a pair of pointed-toe stilettos, a denim shirt, and a black leather skirt that barely covers her bum. Yes, Athena surely has chosen this outfit.
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Her head tilts back as her laughter rings around the small cement room. "Are you insinuating that I should be punished for ripping your little kidney out while you were plotting to take this entire pack down?" She belittles him, talking in a voice reserved for children.
Greyson's smile is vile and pulled too tightly across his teeth. He smiles but glares at my woman with disgust and pure hatred. I want to kill him. "Well my whole kidney was removed. Now I could've bleed to death."
"I am a Luna of Alpha blood, and you are just some traitor with no information to offer me. Your life is about as worthless as the dirt on the bottom of my shoes." I second that. Javadd howl as if to agree also.
Throughout their whole conversation, I do not said a single word simply because if I did say anything I might just kill him for speaking to me. It is taking extreme self control to not murder him for speaking to my mate. I grit my teeth my teeth as the interrogation goes on.
"Oh that's quite ugly talk from a lady of your status, Miss Luna. I'd expect that kind of talk from Mr. Alpha over here."
'Do it. Ripping his fucking head off. We don't need him. Do it, Zayn. He is disrespecting our mate.'
I bite at the inside of my cheek and grip both sides of my sit. Tiffany caressed my cheek, but continues to glare at Greyson. "Your misogyny is showing, love, and do you honestly think you are in any position to speak to me that way?"
"Indeed. That's quite some talk for a prisoner moments away from death." I add as Tiffany gracefully glides off the table. Her skirt swaying around her perfect swell ass. Hmm. I would love tying down that perfect body. Watching as she screams helplessly.
Grey hums and draws me out of my fantasy. "I've got nothing else to lose." Javadd growls as I notice his eyes watching her hips move.
A blade doused wolfsbane from my coat pocket flings across the table merely centimeters away from Greyson's ears. The look of fear in his eyes gives me the warmest, most joyous of feelings. "Keep your filthy eyes off her, mutt."
Tiffany remains unaffected and paces about the room. She keeps her thoughts block. Her little button nose is scrunched up and her brows are furrowed. Tiffany's clouded over as she communicates with Athena. There's something big on her mind.
Greyson beats me to it. "Dear Miss Luna, you're making me very dizzy will you please stop and tell us what the matter is?"
She shoots him a glare, then does a double take and turns to me with a hint of fear in her eyes. She moves her eyes back to Greyson's all the fear dislodged.
"What is the point of this war?"
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"Dammit where is it?! Her and dad always talked about it!" I run ravage through my mother's office looking for her research. "And that song! It was all here! Right in front of me this whole time. She told me! She told me!"
"Fuck! Where is it?!"
I curse over and over until my words are just a long slur of foul words. I rip the drawer from its place in my mother's desk and fling it across the room. The room, except for my own cursing is awfully quiet. That heavy cherry oak drawer ought to make some noise, but it didn't.
I turn in the direction I threw the drawer to see Tiffany holding it while glaring at me with one eyebrow raised.
I had lost my temper. With a sigh I take drawer from her and return it to the desk. I turn around but do not look her in the eye. "We attack tonight. They expect us Thursday, tonight we'll catch them off guard. We'll perform the (LAY'S) 32 tonight, and begin the blockade tomorrow. Tiffany please go call the others while I go announce this to the warriors."
She smirk as if she were an angel with some dirt on her halo. "Of course. And Zayn, do remember, if this prophecy is right you'll be a king. You should really act like one."
"I'll be back in ten minutes." I roll my eyes and kiss her forehead then walk around her and out the door.
Linking the guys to follow me to the train facility were the mast of troops still wait. Within minutes the boys are at my side Eleanor, Nadia, and Danielle in toe as well. There's an empty spot next to me that belongs to my brother, Niall. Tonight I'll fight for him.
The warriors, once again, are deadly silent we enter. Harry and I step to the stage. I take the microphone.
"Your so called comrade, fellow soldier, my pack member Greyson Gallagher is an informant sent to us on behalf of Alpha Caper." A few gasps and knowing head shakes sweep through the crowd. "Now," A feeling of rage devours me. It is nothing compared to the effects of an AP still it is quite a gripping feeling. I hadn't even thought if there were more moles in the pack. For all I know every single person in this room could be a spy, "if there are any of you here that need to confess any wrongdoing or plotting against this pack, I strongly suggest you confess now. If I find out myself I can assure you, your last moment will not be luxurious."
Seeing my words did not affect them much, my mind is put at peace. Innocent do not fear being punished; even their Alpha's most brutish threats cannot get a rise out of them.
"Now. Moving on, with the new information from Greyson Gallagher," I spit his name out like poison, "we simply just can not wait to attack, now can we?" I decide not to tell them about the prophecy, and to just go with the flow for now. Some scream "no" others "hell no."
"They've played this game dirty!" I growl over the chants. "Isn't time to give Joshua a spoonful of his own medicine?"
"He cheated and it's time for a counterattack!" I pause until their chanting dies down. "Tonight we will attack. I know this is sudden, but I also know you all are more than ready."
I check my watch. "It's ten past midnight now. He choice to strike at the Haunting Hour we will do the same. You have a little under three hours to prepare. Three o'clock sharp we will make the Capers pay."
Short chapter..sorry. I will not be updating next weekend. Remember in the story it is roughly around early to mid November, so this really isn't the 'Holiday' chapter. There will be a Christmas chapter.. That chapter will contain my opinion of Christmas. If you are very religious just be ready for some conversional ideas.
And do please remember to be thankful for what you have. Remember to always be kind and courtesy. There is always someone out there whose life isn't as great as yours. If you can read this you have a better life than a great portion of the world's population.
