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Operation Harlequin

Operation Harlequin

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"flash back" fire blazed everywhere, i werewolfs worst nightmare. howls of pain and fear everywhere. i could feel the heat of the fire intensifing, if only i could find my parents or brother, they would know what to do. They always do. suddenly i could hear chants of war being called. was this an attack? where were my parents i needed to find the now!!!! suddenly i heard my name being called, i ran towards the sound. i knew that voice. ' mama, are you hurt? wheres papa? blake?' my thoughts were everywhere, i couldnt focus. ' cupcake, i need you to do me a favour. ok? i want you to into your dad's office and escape using the secret passage, i have sent your brother there and he is waiting for you.' 'what about you and papa? you cant stay here' i whispered softly. ' me and your dad will be right behind you, sweety we just have to take care of the pack. you know its our duty' 'Promise you will follow' ' i promise. i never let you down, now go!' i didnt need another push, she made a promise to me. as quickly as i could i ran to my papa's office dodging the falling floorboards. bursting throught the door and slamming it behind me, i ran into somebody's chest, snifing the air i imediatly knew who it was. Harley, my twin. before we could do anything the rafters of the floor above us fell down. that was it, it wasnt safe here, we ran to the hidden passage way. following it to the end, opening into the deep forest. the flames of the fire were burning high, screams of the innocent pack members, spread through the deadly silence. suddenly a shiver ran through my body, instantly i knew what it meant, both of us did. pain, anger rushed throughout me. stepping a foot to go save them, arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close. thrashing about in rage i hit my twin on the nose. realeasing a groan, his grip tightened. his lips came to my ear and hissed ' stop, i loved them too but there is nothing we can do. we are omega rouges now, we have to fend on our own'
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