Adriel's POV
The pain was only mildly excruciating today. My skin was on fire and my bones felt brittle from the trauma they'd taken so far.
At the beginning, I wasn't sure if I could survive it. The phantom cuts and bruises that I felt caused such blinding pain, I could only lay there limply as my siblings and the elders rushed around, clueless and frightened.
Ayana was the worst. Through the fits of trauma my body endured, I could hear her sobbing into her mates arms.
"I-I don't know what to do, Crystal. H-he.. I-it's like he's dying and I can't do anything to stop it."
Her voice felt distant as I faded in and out. I didn't know what she was talking about. Was I injured? When? I couldn't remember a thing, all I could remember was the pain.
I heard the gasp of my elder sister asI fought to open my eyes. I heard her calling out orders to the nurses, and felt as other people, I assumed my other siblings, entered the room.
Finally, I was able to open my eyes to see five pairs of eyes around me; Bly, Ayana, the twins and... Uncle Tokala
When Ayana asked me what the last thing I could remember was, it was as if my mind went blank. It wasn't like I had amnesia, I recognized all of my siblings, even Uncle Tokala. But it was as if I was someone with no experiences, no life. I couldn't think of anything other than vague facts about the people around me.
And then they asked about him.
Mika.
I blinked when I heard the name. I knew the name. I could see a face, small and round with bright eyes filled with too many emotions for one person. I remember various expressions on that face. Fear and sadness at first, but then hints of happiness, a crack at a smile. I remember the feeling of the boy in my arms, his small frame melding perfectly into mine.
And then I remembered the panic. The terror in his voice and the helpless dread that overtook my heart when I realized he was gone.
"W-where is he?"
I didn't want to ask. I sure as hell didn't want the answer I knew I would get.
No one said anything. Ayana, Bly, the twins, even Tokala all held their heads in shame. I felt the anger grow in my chest at their lack of answer. I wanted them to say he was sleeping in another room. I wanted them to tell me he was on a run and would be back for dinner. I didn't want this silence.
"WHERE IS HE?!" I screamed, making the twins jump and tears slip from Ayana's eyes.
Then venom in my eyes scanned the room until it landed on the karge man hunched over in the corner. My uncle looked up at me, and I could stop the anger as it blinded my sight in red rage.
"What did you do to him!" I screeched like I never had before. I didn't even recognize my own voice, but I didn't care.
"Adriel, please..." Bly tried to reason with me but I shoved her hand aside with a vicious growl.
"Answer me, Uncle. You are in charge of the borders. You were training him that day. Where? Where is my mate! WHat have you done to him!"
At this point, both Bly and the Twins were fighting desperately to keep me in the hospital bed.
"Adriel stop! You're still wounded, you cant be moving around kike this!" Ayana's voice cut through my red haze and I felt my heart begin to slow its raging pace. I could just now start to tell how close my wolf had come to taking over; my teeth were elongated, saliva dripping as I fought to reign in the snarls. Fur had started to sprout across my face and hands, and I was sure my eyes were shining bright.
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My Rogue
WerewolfIt's been three years since the savage attack of the Rogues against the Rose Moon Pack, three years since Adriel became Alpha at the young age of 17. With three younger siblings to look after and a packs whose respect he works every day to earn, the...