The Alpha's Bloodline [Completed ]

Chapter 9. Rescue

Anthony's POV

Three days.

The last three days have been hell for me. I couldn't sit straight wondering where Carla disappeared after we gave up to our temptations.

I know I was partly responsible for that. I shouldn't have gone around kissing her and touching her. I just couldn't bear thinking what she might be doing with that David guy and then she shows up bathed in his scent. It ticked me off to no limit. I was fucking jealous.

Blame it on the alcohol to bring the worst out of my emotions. I knew the very next day when I woke up in the bed---naked, confused and with a pounding head---that I messed up big time. Again. I knew Carla would hate me even more now.

I went in search of Carla the very morning to talk it out with her only to find her vanished from the face of the earth. At first, I thought maybe she wanted nothing to do with me anymore so she left to Veneton to join her siblings and avoid me. But then....

I get a letter. When I open the said letter, I find a picture of an unconscious Carla laid on a concrete floor in a darkly lit place that looked like a dungeon or a cellar and a threat note stating,

If you want your lover safe, then better surrender yourself to us, Alpha Anthony. We know your secret and we plan to make great use of it.

By the way, the princess is a fucking gorgeous little piece of fineness. I'll make sure I take good care of her.

Your's sincerely,
Peter St.Burg
(Head of the Terror Claw pack)

To say I furious would be an understatement. I was beyond livid. I couldn't think of anything. The fact that terrified me the most was that they had Carla. They had my Carla.

They could hurt her.

Terror Claw Pack was the name of the rogue's own sickening pack which included rogues of all kinds---vampires, werewolves and witches.

Vampire rogues are the vampires who give up to their temptation of extreme blood-lust without a thought and end up becoming mindless bloodsuckers who pose as a threat to the kingdom. Such vampires are exiled from the kingdom for their impromptu decision after the white witches cleanse their hearts to lessen the bloodlust so they don't impose as a threat anymore. If they're still found drinking aimlessly, they are executed.

Wolf rogues are the werewolves who break rules which threaten the safety of the pack members or leave the pack they belong to. Such wolves are left stranded and eventually become rogues. Not all of them are evil though. Some wolves are just left with no pack because of an attack or something as such which ends up in them being a rogue. Those are innocent ones but the crime-doers are the actual culprits.

Witch rogues. Well, this one's the simplest and a bit complicated too. Witches are all naturally born as white witches who extract the power of nature for their magic. But although the energy of the earth is the purest form of magic, it's not the most powerful. Sometimes, witches who become greedy for power, choose the dark, destructive magic---black magic. The energy from the life force is stronger but once you fall into its trap, you can never return back. You give up your humanity to the dark path. That's what my Gini did and look where it ended her. . . . .

I push away those thoughts as I make my way towards the forsaken pack of those sickening rogues. Ancient Rogues.

They're ancients which tells me why they were so fast and agile. After all, ancients were descendents of the first born of the moon, sun and earth---werewolves, vampires and witches---bloodlines.