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🎴Happen 34
As Produced By Sheriff Squinty
Theme: Saved At The Last
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~~~~~~~Eli’s POV~~~~~~~~~
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There are intruders from the Silver Woods Pack on our territory, I told Gabriel, br@cing myself for how he would respond. I was p@n-ting, having been running border patrol all day, but as soon as we’d caught the scent I knew I had to tell him.
For a second I thought I s-en-sed a glimmer of emotion coming throu-gh our mind-link and I instantly knew why: Skylar. For a brief instant Gabriel had probably hoped it was Skylar coming back, before he realized I would have called her out by name.
Who? He demanded coolly, all vestiges of emotion vanished. He had a prominent distaste for her pack as a whole, I knew, and it would be worse when he found out exactly who had come to visit.
There’s no mistaking it. The scent is very faint so they must have just crossed our border but it’s distinctive. It’s got to be their Alpha. There are three others with him.
Their ALPHA is trespas-sing on our territory?
Gabriel snapped and I winced, detecting the simmering anger there. If an Alpha from an enemy pack was crossing without permission that could only mean one thing.
Yes, Alpha.
There was a snarl in his voice as he spoke again. I’ll be right there. Rendezvous with me at the fringe of the forest.
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By the time we met up with Gabriel, I knew that the intruders would be quite far into our territory. The thought made me uneasy. Something must have happened to set the other Alpha off, I thought. He had never dared infringe upon our territory before.
We ran as fast as we could, all in Wolf form, as the overpowering scent continued to waft towards us on the breeze. Judging the trajectory, we made a rou-gh estimate of where we would intercept them and continued in that direction. Running along next to the Alpha I couldn’t help but feel concerned. Surely it wouldn’t have anything to do with Skylar, would it?
His Wolf would know if something happened to their Mate, my own Wolf said calmly. As usual, though, I felt his pang of sadness as he spoke of Mates. We had yet to find ours and we were long past eighteen, although younger than Gabriel, who hadn’t found Skylar until he was twenty-five.
I hope so, was all I responded. At this distance Gabriel could only feel Skylar’s pain if it was severe, like when the vampires bit her. He hadn’t really felt anything so she had to be okay, I tried to as-sure myself.
We continued on and the scent steadily intensified. I could see Gabriel’s fur standing up, and I knew it must have infuriated him that someone dared trespas-s. He was a very proud and unforgiving Alpha, after all. The other Alpha didn’t stand a chance.
Soon enough we had emerged onto open land, the trees’ shade neglecting us to be replaced by rocky hills and scraggly gras-s. We st©pped just out onto the open land, the trees still circling behind us and to our immediate left, while the rocky plains stretched out ahead and disappeared into a fringe of forest in the far distance. Gabriel told us to Shift back into human form and get dressed while we awaited the intruders. We weren’t exactly sure of the other Alpha’s intention, but it was customary for Alphas to address each other in their human bodies unless they decided to fight.
It didn’t take long for Skylar’s pack members to arrive. They bur-st out of the forest far ahead of us, alre-ady having Shifted back into humans. They approached at a ra-pid pace while we waited, tensed in defensive stances although it was not werewolf custom to attack another pack without exchanging words first. Their Alpha, Brett as I thought I’d heard him called in Meetings previously, was at the forefront. Three other werewolves were spre-ad behind him, all muscular and imposing.
We had the same numbers, then. I would normally have stayed behind to watch the pack but, since I’d alre-ady been out on patrol and caught the scent, Gabriel had allowed me to tag along. Vincent was normally pres£nt at Gabriel’s side but he was overseeing the pack for the brief time we were gone. Not that it mattered; the intruders were so far onto our land by now that we weren’t a terribly far distance away from the pack village.
As they grew closer, the look on the Alpha Brett’s face was unmistakable: pure, unfiltered rage and loathing. Something must have happened to set him off. His eyes burned with such ferocity that I highly doubted Gabriel would get out of here without a fight, not that he wanted to. If Alpha Brett trespas-sed on his territory and challenged Gabriel, the two would battle. Whichever wolf won would be within their rights to kill the other. It was the nature of Alphas to be harsh and unforgiving. The custom was one of our more primitive ones, but we had animals inside of us, Wolves that refused to bow to human morals. Killing was natural among Alphas. Survival of the fittest, as they said.
The group of intruders finally st©pped, several yards away from us, staring us down angrily, Alpha Brett angriest of all. He was trembling and I was surprised he was even controlling himself. He had the look of a madman.
“Why are you here?” Gabriel asked, a growling un-dertone in his de-ep voice.
“You,” the other Alpha snarled, balling his hands into fists. The veins stood out along his arms. “Those…those fv¢king monsters are here because of you!”
For a split second Gabriel looked taken aback, and I saw a fli-cker of betrayal cross his features. So Skylar had told her pack then, I thought. I wondered if she’d had a choice? She didn’t seem the type to just blurt out secrets like that. In the Black Mountains Pack, I was the only one who knew everything about Gabriel’s history. I had been Commanded to never tell anyone about his heritage. I’d been glad when Gabriel told me he’d finally confessed everything to his Mate.
“That doesn’t give you any right to trespas-s,” was Gabriel’s cool response, although I could see anger rising in his dark eyes.
“I have EVERY RIGHT! I should have done this a long time ago. You’ve abused your power far too much,” c@m£ the Alpha Brett’s snarling reply.
“I should kill you for your disrespect,” Gabriel snapped. His Wolf was likely not taking kindly to the power struggle.
“I’d like to see you try! My daughter is DEAD, you soulless bastard. Dead because of you and Skylar!” I blinked in shock at the revelation. The wolves behind Alpha Brett shifted, looking pained as the t©pic was brou-ght up.
Gabriel tensed up, looking murderous. “Leave Skylar out of this,” he growled dangerously. If he was surprised to hear the Alpha’s daughter was dead, he didn’t show it. Knowing him, he didn’t care.
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Alpha Brett laughed, the sound coming out distorted and cruel. “Too late. If she wasn’t such a spineless liar, none of this would ever have happened.”
A furious snarl erupted from Gabriel’s che-st. His fury was so palpable that my Wolf winced and shied away from his Alpha power. I saw the other two werewolves in our pack flin-ch as their Wolves did the same; I noticed uncertainty on the faces of Alpha Brett’s warriors.
“I swear if you fv¢king t©uçh her-“
“She’s in MY pack! I will punish her how I see fit! She’s practically a traitor anyways, thinking that you’re worthy of any sort of forgiveness. She deserves to be exiled,” Alpha Brett seethed.
Gabriel leapt forward in a blur of motion, coming to st©p directly in front of Alpha Brett. The two Alphas radiated power, standing mere feet ap@rt, Gabriel a couple inches taller. I, knowing Gabriel’s full heritage, could see that Alpha Brett had no chance despite his fury.
“And you deserve to have your throat r!pp£dout. I will tell you one last time: leave. Her. Out. Of. This. You will not harm a hair on her head!” Gabriel leaned closer he spoke, growling. There was a Command in Gabriel’s tone as he spoke the last words, and I saw Alpha Brett take a step back, gritting his teeth as his Wolf bowed to Gabriel’s Command. I knew that because of Gabriel’s blood he could Command other Alphas, but it was still disconcerting to watch as Alpha Brett’s veins stood out, his face turning red as he vainly fought the order and failed.
“This is the last time I will ask you. Why are you here?” Despite Gabriel’s obvious anger, he had to obey the formalities. If Alpha Brett was challenging him, it was customary to say it outright. At this point I didn’t think the intruding Alpha gave a damn about tradition, but Gabriel would follow it to retain the respect from us, his pack.
Alpha Brett stood upright, baring his teeth as he spoke the words and confirmed our suspicions. “I, Alpha Brett, the Alpha of the Silver Woods Pack, challenge you and all of your rights as Alpha of the Black Mountains Pack herein.” The words normally ended there, or at least I thought they did, as I’d never seen anyone challenge Gabriel before. Brett, however, recklessly continued, “I think you are weak and pathetic, hiding behind your Commands and your br@in-washed pack. Your actions against my pack are despicable and you don’t deserve to live. You-“
But Alpha Brett never got to finish. In a movement quic-ker than lightning that even Alpha Brett couldn’t prevent, Gabriel struck him with a powerful punch that s£nt him flying, rolling into the dust. Alpha Brett turned over, snarling, and then began to Shift, clothes ripping. Gabriel had time to quic-kly str!p his clothes off before he transformed into the midnight-black Wolf he was notorious for.
The two wolves circled each other, teeth ba-red and haunches high. Gabriel was bigger than Alpha Brett’s grey wolf, although not by much. The sheer f0rç£ of their Alpha dominance was overwhelming and the rest of us backed away, our Wolves intimid@t£d. We were mostly there as witnesses or back-up if the other Pack broke customs and attacked, while it was supposed to be a one-on-one fight. By the looks of the Silver Woods pack warriors, they had no intention of attacking Gabriel.
Menacing growls erupted from the Alphas’ throats. With a snarl, Brett leapt at Gabriel, but Gabriel dodged easily and c@m£ to circle around him. Alpha Brett, in his furious anger, attacked again. Gabriel continued to dodge and the dance continued, Brett never landing a single b!ow. Brett moved very fast, fast enough that I wouldn’t have been able to keep up with him. That being said, he wasn’t enough to take on Gabriel. Even I could see that Gabriel was toying with him, tiring him out. Gabriel knew he was the stronger fighter but he wanted to humiliate the Alpha that had trespas-sed on Black Mountains Pack territory, and it was even worse because Brett had insulted Skylar.
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After Brett lunged, quic-ker than lightning, Gabriel twisted around and sidestepped, sinking his teeth into Brett’s haunch as he did so. The grey wolf howled in pain and backed away, snarling. It got considerably more violent from there as the two wolves lunged simultaneously, connecting with a mighty roar. The two began to ra-pidly exchange b!ows almost fas-ter than the eye could see. From what I could tell, though, Gabriel was easily overpowering Brett in every exchange. The grey wolf howled in pain as a g@sh was opened on his th!gh, followed by one on his upper back. Gabriel’s face was a mask of snarling fury and sharp teeth as he continued to let into the other Alpha. Judging by the cries of pain increasing in frequency, he was holding nothing back.
Watching them, I knew just what was going to happen. Skylar’s Alpha was a goner.
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~~~~~~Skylar’s POV~~~~~
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I was exhausted. Luckily, my Wolf had incredible strength, because my human form would have pas-sed out long ago. I had run all throu-gh the afternoon only st©pping for water, no food, because I just didn’t have the time. There were leaves and twigs stuck to my light silver fur and my paws were caked with mud but I paid no regard.
I had to hold on to the hope that I could st©p Gabriel from killing Alpha Brett. I knew there was a very slim chance, because when one Alpha challenged another, it was usually a fight to the death. Alphas were proud and did not forgive. It was their animalistic nature to kill their rivals. And Gabriel was considered one of the cruelest of all.
Half an hour ago the scent had gotten increasingly fresher and I knew I was getting close. I had long since pas-sed into Gabriel’s territory but no wolf had come to st©p me yet; perhaps they were all focused on the more prominent trespas-sers. Or maybe they recognized my scent. Either way, I was nearing the edge of the forest, and I couldn’t help the s-en-se of preoccu-pation that struck me. This preoccu-pation wors£ned when I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder that wasn’t mine, indicating that Gabriel must have been bitten. I winced, briefly breaking stride as the simmering pain slowly faded, only to be replaced by another in my hind leg.
Was I too late? I had run recklessly all day and I thought I had gained some ground on them. But I would have noticed the broken mind-link if Brett were dead, and the pain I felt from Gabriel only indicated minor wounds; I probably only felt it because I was getting so close to him. Growling my frustration, I pushed my paws to go fas-ter. My Wolf, excited at seeing her Mate and wanting to protect her Alpha if she could, complied. My muscles burned but I streaked throu-gh the forest at a breakn£¢k pace.
Only when I heard the sounds of snarling fighting did I alter direction, deciding to follow the line of trees until I was as close as possible to the battle. I could use the element of surprise to my advantage, perhaps startle Gabriel enough that I could buy some time. While my lack of faith in my own Alpha would be disconcerting to some, I somehow just knew that Brett would lose. He had no chance.
And then I saw them throu-gh a break in the trees. What I observed made my blood run cold and my heart almost st©p, but I could not be surprised, because it was exactly what I expected.
Alpha Brett, in wolf form was on the rocky ground, battered and broken, blood oozing out of numerous open wounds. It looked like several of his bones were shattered. Gabriel stood over him, fur standing on end, snarling. Gabriel’s injuries were ba-rely visible. As I watched, sprinting throu-gh the forest parallel to the group, my Mate j£rked his head and sunk his teeth into Alpha Brett’s side, ripping his skin open. Then he withdrew, only to leap to Brett’s other side and do the same thing. Alpha Brett was too weak to retaliate, only able to cry out in pain as he beating continued.
Gabriel, my Mate, was basically torturing and humiliating my Alpha, and it honestly scared me. I had never seen such a dark side to him in person and I recoiled from his bru-tality as he closed his jaws in on Brett’s hind leg, crushing it. My Wolf whimpered, not liking the sight of our Mate in his cruelest form.
I was near the edge of the trees now immediately beside the group of werewolves. I felt fear strike my heart as I realized what I was about to do, what I had to do. Gabriel was circling Alpha Brett slowly. His stance was menacing. My heart was struck with fear as I realized that Gabriel was going to do it now, he was going to kill my Alpha.
I couldn’t let that happen. It would tear our packs up beyond hope, and I realized that was what Cain wanted . He didn’t nee-d his enemies uniting. Hell, he had probably killed Anne predicting something like this would happen!
So, for the first time in a very long time, I acted without thinking it throu-gh.
I exploded from the trees a scant few yards from the group. Gabriel was still circling near Brett, letting him suffer, but prepared to deliver the killing b!ow. I did the unthinkable. I tensed my b©dy and leapt, putting every ounce of strength into my lunge, sailing over the heads of the nearest wolves as they turned to gape at me.
Gabriel, intent on killing his foe, noticed my pres£nce at the last instant. I saw a glint of his eyes, cold and unforgiving, flash to me. He was in the middle of the battle, about to kill his rival, and I recognized nothing of him in his Wolf’s orbs. He was lost in his animalistic nature. I knew what I was doing had probably never been done. It was unthinkable to interrupt an Alpha’s fight; if I did so, the Alpha had every right to kill me, too. But it was what I had to risk. I had to hope he realized who I was before he let is Wolf annihilate me for interrupting the battle.
I landed somewhat unsteadily near the two and I quic-kly sidled forward, placing myself in the small space between Alpha Brett’s prone figure and my Mate. Gabriel snarled furiously at being interrupted in the middle of his kill. I looked up, trying not to cower as I made eye contact with Gabriel, who was approaching me slowly and menacingly.
He doesn’t know us! He doesn’t recognize us! I whimpered internally. His Wolf has taken over, we interrupted an Alpha’s fight, what were we thinking?
He has to know us, my Wolf responded, although she seemed unsure. It was much easier for an Alpha to lose himself in his Wolf than it would be for me. Perhaps his Angelic side would actually come in handy here.
All eyes, except Alpha Brett’s, were fixated on the two of us. I crouched low, acting submissive, praying my Mate would come to his s-en-ses. It would be much easier if we had alre-ady Mated but as it was, the bond was still tenuous. All I knew was I had to keep my figure in front of Alpha Brett, whose breathing was labored and unsteady.
Gabriel halted suddenly, his growls ceasing. He appeared to be having an internal battle. I saw confusion fli-cker across his eyes along with inner turmoil. After a few tension-filled seconds, I saw what I had been looking for most: recognition…which was quic-kly followed by incredulity.
My Mate straightened and continued to walk towards me, even more slowly this time, until his snout was less than a foot from mine. My Wolf wanted to curl up against him, seek comfort from his black fur, but I held her back. The pu-ll was still very strong but I could manage; I wasn’t sure what was going throu-gh Gabriel’s head right now. His eyes as a Wolf were much more expressive than when he was human, but I couldn’t be sure.
Gabriel whined, very softly, and I winced at the pain apparent in his expression. He had wanted me to come back, but clearly realized I had done so only for my Alpha. His eyes fli-ckered to Brett as if remembering he was there, and then back to me. He seemed to be struggling with himself as if he didn’t know whether to follow the Wolf’s instinct or listen to me, his Mate.
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#Tobecontinued……..
Sincere apologies for the very late upd@t£.
My final defence (external this time) c@m£ up yday, and it was really impromptu.
And then am tendering a forehand apology as subsequent upd@t£s might be very slow. (No more than 1 happen per day).
This week is a very thorou-gh one for me.
Hopefully we’ll be able to resume to 2 Happens a day.
I’ll see you guys 2mao….
Tbc
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