Zillon stepped out of the darkness of the dungeon and into the light of the outside, turning to stare at Liam and Fredd. "I'm leaving Celeste with mom and dad as soon as the sky gets dark, we're going on patrol tonight because if it really wasn't Xavier all along, then we're in trouble. We need to delve pass our borders, we need to take this more seriously...we're under attack and here I was thinking that it was just a petty little revenge. We have the same product they have...it might not be much, but it's probably enough to cover our tracks for tonight."
He sighed, the stern look on his face not changing. "I want you to the east Liam... Fredd to the west...I'll take the south as for the north borders...I'll get one of the best fighters here to cover it. The link between us will be open and there'll be no men on patrol, just us. I want everybody at there best games...nobody else should die, especially not you guys."Fredd and Liam nodded at him. "Noted."The meeting was nothing but a warning to the pack members and a restriction to the patrol men. He reassured them that he'd keep them safe, reminded them that he was Gregory's son and despite all the previous occurings, they had all rooted for him.He didn't really fill them in on the situation, however he told them to stay in their homes tonight because there will only be four men on patrol. After that, he had asked Liam to choose one of the strongest fighters amongst them since he was the one who trained with them most recently...and now it was time for the hunt.He had already dropped Celeste off, long before the meeting started. She didn't want to let him go, and honestly, he didn't want to let her go either. But it wasn't about what he wanted, at least not now...He was an alpha and he had to protect her as well as his pack.Sighing, he looked towards Liam, Fredd and the newcomer he barely knew a thing about. John...at least he knew his name.
The woman's hands covered her breast and in shame brought her legs close together as she sat on the floor. "Please...I beg of you, don't kill my mate...we come in peace...Xavier... we've come to see our alpha."Zillon would've tilted his head in confusion if his jaws weren't hinged around the beast beneath him neck."We're from the underground cave you raided a week ago...though I can't pick up your scent, I know it's you who took him...your colour is one of a kind." Her eyes glided down to the wolf she had claimed to be her mate, then back up at Zillon. "Your men already killed some of us, even tonight we're being hunted like dogs… blood there was so much blood, if we didn't run away, we'd be dead too...have mercy we've never harmed a pack before and we'd never harm yours."Zillon's eyes squinted at that...blood? His men knew better than to kill before questioning, moreover, they'd ask him first.Connecting to the open link, Zillon reached out to
Zillon skidded to a stop beside Fredd and Liam who hovered over John. He really did lose a lot of blood, and even though Fredd's hand was putting pressure on his neck, the blood still ran immensely. Zillon knew what that meant, his vein was damaged, he wouldn't be able to survive unless they got him back to the pack doctor, but they wouldn't make it, he'd die before they got there...he was sure of it...Like Fredd and Liam, he transformed back into his human form, ignoring the rogues that were crouched behind him. He was already dead anyway, if they didn't kill him, then the alpha king would. "I'm sorry John...I shouldn't have brought you into this. I didn't know it was this serious...I didn't kno—"John's mouth opened and closed as if he was trying to speak, but only incomprehensible sounds came forth. He reached for Zillon and Zillon leaned closer to him. "It's alright, I'm sure you did your best.""He...He...w-was wearing a r-royal coat...too...took me
Zillon started his walk back to his parent's house, naked and dirty. He was tired and stressed out. Last night he had told the pack that he'd protect them no matter what and now he doubt he could. He was even considering negotiating with the enemy, but that would damage his pride too much. He had to fight back...but how? John was the Pack's best man and if they could take him down bare handed while he was in his wolf form, then they could do the same to every other warrior in the pack. Sure the Forrester pack came second to the alpha king's, but it was nothing incomparable to theirs. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes fluttering to the left when he heard footsteps. An elder...the same one who told him about Celeste's heat approached him, his staff in his hand. "Greetings Alpha..." Zillon bowed his head and c
"My dad?" "He's the cause of this, the letter...it said...it said..." "What did it say?" Celeste bit her lips, eyes glancing away from his. "I don't know...he took it..." "Don't lie to me, Celeste. You know something, talk." "Well...the letter...I thought it was an apology at first, it was, but at the back of the paper was something more. Celia wrote that she knew that a war was coming and she also stated that she knew why. She said it was something she overheard, but your father is a royal too...well technically he's the brother of the current king and there was more." "What did it say?" "I didn't get to read it...he took it. He said it was only stressing me out, he said an apology from Celia was not what I needed now." "My father took it?" Celeste nodded.
Zillon started his walk back to his parent's house, naked and dirty. He was tired and stressed out. Last night he had told the pack that he'd protect them no matter what and now he doubt he could. He was even considering negotiating with the enemy, but that would damage his pride too much. He had to fight back...but how? John was the Pack's best man and if they could take him down bare handed while he was in his wolf form, then they could do the same to every other warrior in the pack. Sure the Forrester pack came second to the alpha king's, but it was nothing incomparable to theirs. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes fluttering to the left when he heard footsteps. An elder...the same one who told him about Celeste's heat approached him, his staff in his hand. "Greetings Alpha..." Zillon bowed his head and c
Kissing her deeper, he pushed her back against the bed until she laid flat against the mattress. He'll be gone again for the whole day, he couldn't leave her high and dry, if he did.. the same thing would reoccur. Pulling away, just to give her enough space to breathe, he looked down at her. "Are you tired?" Celeste shook her head, her eyes becoming hazy. "I'm not..." "And can you be quiet?" Celeste nodded. "As quiet as a mouse..." "Then take off your clothes princess." With no hesitation, Celeste pulled at her blouse, her eyes watching Zillon as he moved away from her and walked over to the door. He twisted the nub, locking it completely before walking back over to her. "I know it isn't the time for this, we're in a crisis...we might be doomed and in three days we might all be dead, but bear with me. Last night was hectic
Zillon slipped a finger between the wetness that was her womanhood, running it along her soft clit before sinking it beyond where his eyes could see.His digit scraped gently against her walls and not much longer, he added another, scissoring her deeply.Every twist of his finger, every motion had her moaning breathlessly, her hands gripping onto his shoulders, her eyes looking up at him with nothing but desperation in their depths."You said you could be quiet, Celeste..."Celeste shook her head, her legs spreading wider. "I don't...I don't think I can...I'm sorry.""It's okay, kitten. I know how sensitive you are.""B-But your paren—""Shhh, let's just forget about them, it's me and you, Celeste. It's just us."Celeste nodded. "J-just us..."Zillon pecked her lips, his