Her True Mate

Chapter 6 - Their Heartbreak

Present Day



Blayn’s POV

I can sense Kaitlin’s stress levels from across the weight floor. I turned to see a giant of a man talking with her. She managed it for now, so I turned away, finishing my set. Before I can continue with another set, I feel her again. I turned back and saw no others around except that same dude, and when he turned, I got a better glance at who was beside her. It is the man w***e Beta Ryan Hart from the Red Moon Pack. I instantly drop what I am doing and make my way over to her. I hear the end of their conversation and immediately get irritated.

“That’s because she isn’t just some woman, Beta Ryan,” I said a little too defensively. I noticed him stiffen at my tone, and he turned to face me. The recognition in his eyes when he looked at me, “Beta Blayn, I didn’t know you were in town yet. This your mate?” he said to me, and I cringed. I wouldn’t mind having her as my mate if I were straight. Kaitlin is a beautiful and strong female that any male would be lucky to claim as their own. I glared back at him and told him she was my Alpha. I was about to say more about Kaitlin before she cut him off, and he practically ran away.

I smiled at her gently, “You OK?” She looked at me with a blank emotion on her face. I could feel her feelings swirling, but let her tell me on her own, “Yeah, I guess it’s going to happen all day, maybe not like that, but with Dakota here and all. Better start preparing for it now.” My heart breaks for her, and she cannot catch a break. I nodded at her and left her to finish her sets. I kept a close eye on her for the remainder of our workout.

She looks sad. It's less bleak than the last few weeks. I know it has been challenging. The fact that our pack was attacked, and she was halfway across the world running away from her issues, has eaten away at her. None of us blamed her. Hell, she wasn’t even supposed to be Alpha. As the youngest daughter of Alpha John and Luna Anne, the title went to the oldest, Mark, or so I thought. He took over at 18 and was an incredible Alpha. We were stronger and more organized than most packs in our area. The attack was so out of the blue. How Alpha Mark died still shook us all to our core.

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*Flashback*

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The sirens blared across the pack house; we were under attack! I rushed out to see over three dozen rogues. The smell was foul, and they were snarling, waiting for something. I saw a wolf coming out from the middle of their lines and noticed it might be their leader. But that was not what had caught my eye. He had something in his jaw, dragging it… something was not right here. Then we all hear the painful howl of our Alpha, whose Luna is in trouble. The wolf has our Luna Sara in his jaw. She barely fights back, and I see marks all over her body. I noticed Tyler on the other side of our lines growling savagely. Luna Sara is hurt badly. There is a lot of blood trailing them.

“I DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING!” Alpha Mark commands the rogue leader. The rogue throws Luna Sara to the ground and pins her under his foot as he shifts back to his human form. “Now, I have your darling mate under my foot here. Is that how you should talk to your Alpha?” He sneers out. “How dare you touch my mate!” Alpha Mark roars back, “You will never be Alpha, you filthy mutt.” Luna Sara whimpers out, calling for Mark, and my heart shatters for them both. I can tell she doesn’t have much left in her.

Mark's attention immediately shifted to her; he knew in that instant what I had just figured out for myself. “Now, Alpha," The rogue spit at Alpha Mark's feet, "I had been foretold this pack would be mine. Your darling sister will be MY mate, and we will rule the supernatural together. I know her secret, you see; I know her power.” Mark tenses, what is he talking about? With that, the rogue pushes down on Luna Sara’s neck, and we all hear the snap. All hell breaks loose as we immediately attack. I am lost in the chaos, killing all the rogues my wolf sees. Blood is everywhere; only a handful of rogues remain, and we have them trapped. It takes us little time to dispatch the “army” this rogue has brought, and he looks terrified as Mark is circling him.

“You dare to enter MY land, attack MY mate, attempt to take what is MINE by right.” Mark spits out, “We are not wolves to be messed with. You made a mistake today, killing my mate.” He looks feral now. I see Beta Peter also notice and get closer. Everyone missed the lone wolf in the tree line. When Beta Peter moved, he left his flank open to the rogue. The rogue flies out and clamps down on Peter’s ribs, ripping them apart.

He was gone before I could shout my warning. I am speechless. I see Tyler flying at the rogue, clamping his jaws down its throat and ripping it out. Our packs howled in pain at the loss we all felt. Mark can’t handle it and attacks the rogue leader. The battle between the two males is nasty. Mark is feral now, taking rips of the rogue left and right, but the rogue senses his end, too, giving everything he has. Mark is bleeding everywhere; it does not look good. “Who are you?" He snarls. Mark’s family could communicate in their wolf form with anyone. It was a rare gift.

We don’t know the extent of what they are, but they protect all that cannot, and our loyalty to them surpasses the need to know. The rogue is having trouble now and shifts back, stumbling, holding on to his neck, blood spurting everywhere. “If you must ask, cousin, I am ashamed.” Mark lunges as soon as the words are out of the rogue's mouth and tears the rogue's head clean off. He falls to the floor himself.

Oh shït, the rogue is Adam, Mark's cousin we banished from the pack a few years ago. They aren’t blood cousins. Mark’s Aunt and Uncle adopted Adam when they couldn’t have kids. Adam was caught molesting a young wolf and was banished immediately from our pack.

I ran to Alpha Mark and knew immediately he was gone. I let off a long, sorrowful howl; our pack followed. I shifted back and directly called for Alpha John. Some warriors also shifted back to their human form, and we carefully carried Alpha Mark, Luna Sara, and Beta Mark's bodies to the house. Alpha John and Luna Anne are sobbing on the pack house steps.