Caden’s POV
I’m at the front line, ahead of my warriors as I lead them to the borders where a herd of wolves are
nearing.
Alex and Raphael stay at my sides as we approach them. I may have never gotten the chance to see
Jude in his wolf form but I’m willing to bet that the average gray wolf in the front is him. The hate and
anger radiating off it is a dead giveaway. He feels that he has been robbed of an Alpha position and
he’s here to take what he believes to be his. Over my dead body.
Everyonees to a standstill as both sides face each other head-op.
I shift back to my human form, not caring about the state of my nakedness as I approach Jude’s wolf.
“Why are you on my territory?” I boom, my voice carrying over the silent woods.
The grey wolf’s bones start shifting and transforms into Jude.
I bare my teeth at him, anger rising through my spine. I force it down. If there’s a way for me to resolve
this without causing the death of a thousand warriors then that’s the path that I’m going to take. Biting
Jude’s head off isn’t going to get me that.
He has a stu pi d smirk on his face as he approaches me. “I’vee to take what is rightfully mine.”
I barely hold in a scoff. Just how delusional can someone get? At this point, I’m starting to think what
he needs is some ment a l assistance and not a pack of his own.
“You want to be the Alpha of this pack?” I inch closer, my hands clenching into fists. “You’re going to
need to take it off my dead fingers,” I say venomously, burning with a hate so strong that my fist
trembles.
He chuckles. “I thought as much.” Gesturing behind him, “That’s why I brought along some friends.”
I look at the wolves behind him, each of them vibrating with a taste for blood and violence. Their stench
is
revolting. Their eyes are red and vacant of any humane thoughts, showing just how depraved rogues
are. I hate
the bunch of them.
“This is between you and me. Let’s have a one-on-one battle and if you defeat me, the position is
yours.” I could
almost feel the disapproval from Raphael’s and Alex’s wolves as they take a step closer to me. But I
couldn’t let them go against those barbarians when we were severely outnumbered. We might win the
battle but at what cost? Half my pack will be dead and I don’t think we can survive a loss as great as
that again.
If there’s a way toe out victorious without a mass death, I’m going to try and achieve it. I’ve trained
every single day of my f u c k n g existence and Jude might be on the huge side but I’m sure that I can
take him.
Jude blinks at me and then heughs. F u c k i n gughs in my face. Once he’s done having his share
of fun, he straightens and swipes a finger under his eyes, wiping away metaphorical tears.
His face hardens, a three-sixty-degrees change from the smile he spotted a second ago. “You must
think I’m an idiot.” His hands re wide. His voice goes deadly low, “Why would I do that when it’s very
obvious which side is going to be winning this fight?”
The air charge with friction, the smell of violence already infused in it. There was no talking with a man
that was
out for blood.
“Then we fight till thest man is standing,” I say, shifting back into my wolf, my head held high in the
air and the eyes gazing directly at the man whose life I’m about to im.
Jude shifts as well and with a growl from him, they attack.
Chaos.
Death.
Blood.
That’s all I see all around me. Heavy masses of bodies thump dead on the ground. A few of them I can
recognize. People with families, ambitions, and dreams are all lying dead.
We’re trying our best. Despite the odds stacked against us, we’re holding on, fighting for the ones that
fell before us and finally getting the vengeance that they deserve.
From the distance, I make out a herd of wolves heading our way with a familiar wolf leading them to us.
Isiah.
He came through and delivered his promise. We’re so winning this fight.
Pumped up, I dig my teeth into the jugr of a rogue beside me, tearing his veins right out of his neck
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watching as the life drains out of his eyes.
Looking around, I try to fish out an average-sized grey wolf. In the chaos, Jude managed to evade my
sight, probably waiting to attack when I least expect it.
Two average-sized wolves pounce on me and I deal with them, snapping the neck of one and flinging
the other off my back as he tries to aim for my neck. He hits a tree with a satisfying snap, definitely
breaking his spine. If he wasn’t already dead from that impact, then his life is going to be one that’s
worse than death.
Turning around amid the bloodshed, I continue scouting out for Jude, and I’m just about to get a rogue
that’s trying to scurry away into the woods when my gazends on something that turns my blood cold.
Alessia.
She has three huge wolves on her and she lets out a howl that digs into my heart when one of them
bites into her
shoulder.
With Jude shoved to the back of my mind, I race in her direction, immediately getting rid of one with a
dig into his neck. He falls limp to the ground and I advance to the next one, pushing him away from
Alessia while she
deals with thest one.
Once I’m done with giving him a swift death, -a far cry from the slow, painful death I have in mind- I turn
around to see that Alessia has taken care of thest one. She’s standing over its body and other than
the bleeding wound in her shoulder, she seems fine.
I hold her wolf’s eyes, trying to ask if she’s truly alright without any spoken words.
I’ve been trying to get Alessia in tune with our mind-link. She has been getting the hang of it but at
times, she finds it difficult to connect to it. It is to be expected, given that she has never been in a pack
and has never learnt
it.
Zuri nods, answering my unspoken question but then her gaze shifts to behind me, her eyes widening
in size. They flick back to mine, horror infused in them.
‘Caden, turn around!! Turn around!’ A voice yells in my head. Alessia’s voice.
Confused, I turn around and feel a sharp, burning pain in my chest. A de has been lunged into my
heart, and Jude in his human form smiles victoriously as he pushes it deeper.