Chapter 6

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We spend a few hours cleaning up, disposing of the bodies, burning the tents, and then finally, we drove their vehicles to the junkyard. I know the guy who owns it, and he was happy to take them. He’ll probably tear them apart, take what he wants and crush the rest. I want zero evidence of them ever being there. Not only to cover our tracks, but I don’t want humans stumbling upon this, and thinking there was a mass execution, and that Red Riverview isn't safe anymore.  The three warlocks stayed and helped us clean everything up. I think any hesitancy they may have felt for us before, has seemed to lessen. They seem more comfortable, and less judgemental of us as they work side by side with us. Finally, when I get to the pack house it’s around 5 pm. I called Lauren earlier, so she relayed the message to everyone about what had happened, so I’m off the hook. There is no large crowd waiting for us, and I can head straight home to Lauren and the kids. Fighting to keep people safe, and protected, regardless of who I'm fighting for, gives me such a sense of purpose. I'm grateful I have a pack that respects and agrees with me, and we're able to make a difference for a lot of people. It always feels amazing coming home though. Unknown Point of view. Earlier that day “Hey dude, get out there. That alpha, he’s here with a f**k ton of guys,” Morgan says with panic. What the hell? I jump out, swinging the flap of my tent open, and start running towards the other end of the camp, where I see everyone gathering. I knew they shouldn’t have made their warning to that witch so extreme. Not yet, anyway. Ease into that s**t, so you don’t piss them off past that point. That point where they’d rather die than help us, but no one listens to me.  I’m only Hogan’s baby brother, what the f**k do I know? Jacques is already going to be in deep s**t when my brother gets his hands on him. I was meant to act as his beta on this mission, but he’s made his cousin Michael his beta. I’m too young, apparently. Yeah? I’m 17. That’s why I’m not leading this group, f**k face. The asshole was meant to train me, so I can lead future missions. If he makes it out of this alive, he'll be getting major s**t from my brother. Hogan has a temper and no one wants to mess with him. Jacques actually has really big balls to disobey my brother. That, or he's f*****g stupid. -Call your brother. Warn him. He needs to hear from you that Zac of Red River Pack is going to attack us- Jacques mind-links me.  I stop in my tracks, f*****g guy. I’m too young to help until now I guess. I slip into a tent, and pull my phone out, dialling Hogan’s number. Hogan: Hey Zane! I haven’t heard from you in a few weeks. Are you learning lots? Me: About that. No, but we can discuss that after. Hopefully. It’s Jacques, he pissed off the witches... Oh s**t, and now this Alpha from the local pack i’s here. Theymustbe allies orsomething. He’sgoing to- Hogan: Slow down!  (I can hear chaos breaking out, and I don’t know how much time I have left. I thought that maybe they would just come and kill Jacques, and maybe Hero and Tilly… the guys involved in the incident last night, but it doesn’t sound like that’s what's happening out there) Me: (I try to slow my voice, and stay calm) Listen, Jacques was an i***t, He pissed off the witches. They must be allies with the Alpha of the local pack. Zac… Zac... I don’t remember his last name. The pack name is Red River pack. They are attacking now. Hogan: Get out of there, you hear me?  (The tent door flap opens and I see a bloodied wolf snarling.) “Oh s**t!” I rasp. I don’t even have a chance to shift, and I feel claws ripping the flesh from my chest. Hogan’s Point of View Me: Get out of there, you hear me? (My heart is pounding out of my chest. My baby brother. f**k!) Me: Zane! ZANE! ZANE! Zane: Oh s**t!  I hear the phone fall, and then I hear my brother screaming, followed by growls and snarls. No!  “f**k!” I roar. “Alpha?” someone says, but I can’t focus on that. Me: ZANE? ANSWER ME!  I listen and it’s quiet now. Please be okay. f**k. Please, Zane, I say to myself. Me: Zane?  Nothing. I’m seeing red. MY f*****g brother! A growl rips through my chest. “Alpha?” I hear. I’m in a meeting with a few guys, and I’m so mad, I can’t even see straight. Who’s talking to me? I don’t f*****g know.  I let another roar out. I’m standing, panting. My eyes focus, and everyone is leaning against the walls, looking scared shitless. “SOUND THE ALARM! WE'RE GOING TO WAR!” I boom. “Alpha,” my beta Ollie says quietly. “WHAT?” I growl, and my chest is rising and falling hard.  “How many of our men do we need?” he asks timidly. “ALL OF THEM! WE ARE AVENGING ZANE! THEY KILLED HIM!” I rasp. I’m sure I look like a beast right now, but that's what I am. A f*****g beast that’s going to kill every mother f*****g one of them. And this Zac? I’m going to murder every single one of his family members, too. Every f*****g one of them.  “It’ll take 2 days, Alpha… to get everyone there. Do you want the witches we’ve managed to collect for our side there as well? Do we risk them? We only have 4 so far, and they’re proving harder to gather and manipulate than expected.   “Get everyone,” I say in a low, growly voice.  Then I stalk out of the room, throwing the door open to go outside. I hear it smash against the back wall, and I don't even f*****g care right now. I shift and take off into the forest.  I need to find someone to kill. To hurt. f**k! Of all the people. Zane? The only brother I had left. This is one of the reasons I need to be king. I need to be able to protect the people I love. I need to have enough people fear me that they don’t try this s**t. I deserve it too. I’ve yet to find an Alpha that compares to me in strength, power and size. I deserve this.  I take a few deep breaths. I remind myself that this is going to be okay. I’ll keep working towards gathering more witches. I'll find something the strong witches want, so they'll help me. Or I'll find a way to manipulate or hurt them to get them to help me. I wanted the witches to bring back my Natalia. My beautiful mate. She was killed in the midst of a territory battle I had with another pack. I lost her, and my brother Carl that day. This is why I need absolute power.  I just need these witches to bring them back. I need them back. Not just Natalia, and Carl. Now Zane too, and I won’t rest until that happens! The other pack, Opal Moon. They ended up losing the territory war, but what I lost was more. Had I known what I stood to lose, I wouldn't have tried to steal the man’s pack lands. Well, I still would have but I’d leave Natalia and Carl at home. I was successful, and it was the first of the big fights I’ve had to win to further my plan. Once I bring them all back to life, it will all be worth it. I just can’t waiver. Whatever it takes. 
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