Alpha Black

Nathaniel Black

I couldn’t draw my eyes from her, as the literal pile of bodies around her grew, I could see the growing fear, the desperation, the uncertainty. These rouges and rebels had once stood their ground firmly, but I could now see the hesitation in their steps as they face Alice – the white wolf.

Her fur, moments ago had been white like snow, but it was now dripping with blood and dirt, covering her from snout to tail as she bared her teeth at Nathan, letting a ferocious snarl rip from her lips. The rouges around Nathan quivered and stepped back, while the rebels from our own pack fell to their knees, at the feet of their Luna.

“No,” Nathan screamed in denial, looking at the wolves around him, “No! You can’t do this to me! I’ve been – this wasn’t meant to happen1” he said, his voice breaking. Alice let another growl fill the space between them as he fumbled in his pockets, pulling out the gun once again.

“I should have saved all of the bullets for you, you bitch,” he spat as he cocked the gun.

“Alice, no,” I groaned reaching my hand out.

‘You forgot, didn’t you?’ Alice’s smooth voice said, as she looked back at me.

The bang of the gun filled the air and I felt like I could see her glance back at me, the bullet collided with her, but she didn’t yelp, flinch or collapse, she stood, unwavering. The bullet passed clean through her shoulder, you could hear the crunch as it collided with bone and a red stream poured down her shoulder.

I looked at Nathan’s face – utter fear plastered over it. The beast in front of me stepped forwards slowly, a slight limp in her first steps, but it quickly vanished, as the wound healed and disappeared.

’What am I looking at?’ Jamie said, his voice interrupting how captivated I’d been with Alice.

I turned and saw his sandy wolf perched on top of the cliff, two of our warriors standing beside him. His blue eyes looked between me and Alice, and he leaped down the cliff side, landing next to me and shifting, “What the hell happened?” he asked again, taking a first aid kit from one of the warriors who followed quickly behind and gave me and Jamie some pants.

“She said it was her turn to protect me,” I said, not even believing it myself.

“Well, I hope she dosen’t feel the need to pay me back for all the times I hit her during training,” Jamie said with a chuckle and poured a clear liquid on one of my bullet wounds, making me draw a sharp breath and clutch his arm.

“Indeed,” I agreed, “I don’t think you’d win, I don’t even think I’d win,” I admitted, making Jamie chuckle and shake his head.

A blood curling scream filled the air and Jamie and I both quickly turned, seeing Alice’s fangs piecing Nathan’s leg as he tried to leap away. She flung him and he collided with the rock wall, above us bones shattering at the sheer force, rock crumbling down the sheer wall with him as he fell, Alice stalking up towards us now, her eyes scanning the faces around me.

“Shit.”

“She knows me, right?” Jamie said, standing and stepping back, ushering the two warriors behind him.

“Last time she shifted, the first time she shifted, she almost killed Angel, so I wouldn’t bet on it,” I hissed, stumbling to my feet and holding my hand out to Alice.

“It’s okay,” I said, trying to assure her, “They’re here to help, they’re friends.”

A growl ripped from her mouth, and she nuzzled her head into my hand and arm, slinging my arm over her neck and letting another growl ripple out to Jamie. Jamie looked between Alice and my self and fell to his knees, “My Lady, we would never dream on hurting your mate,” he said, lowing his head in respect and submission.

The growling stopped and her hackles lowered as the two warriors behind him fell to their knees, realising what was happening. I was no longer the strongest – Alice was faster, stronger, quicker. She was not my match, but I hers.

And her wolf, was uncontrollable.

Alice’s attention quickly snapped back to Nathan who began to groan on the quarry floor, as he rolled onto his back and coughed up a couple mouthfuls of blood.

“It’s over Nathan,” I said, hobbling towards him, Alice supporting my weight.

“Never, you are not worth to be Alpha,” he spat, the blood in his spit coating his lips and tongue.

“What about my mate then?” I scoffed, picking up the silver knife that Alice had dropped when she shifted, “Is she weak? Unworthy to be Luna? Did she not take our a hundred wolves in her human form and then a dozen more in her wolf form?” I hissed, pressing the weight of my good leg onto his arm.

He stifled a scream as the bones in his arm began to twist and fracture under the pressure, “You are a bastard,” he hissed, and I flung the knife down into his chest.

The sound was not dis-similar to throwing a dart at a dart board, a dull thud. But his blood curdled and gurgled in his lungs that the knife had punctured, the way he gasped for air as he drowned on his own blood. How his hands tried to grasp at the blade, the silver burning his hands, the strength slowly oozing from his body and the fear and desperation slipping from his eyes.

Another shatter, another soul slipping through my fingers.

* * * * * * * * * *

Jamie helped me hobble back to the pack – we’d ended up outside the city walls as we chased down Nathan and his cronies, who were now being slaughtered by Alice as she roamed the erring night like a feral beast.

“I never thought she’d be that powerful,” Jamie eventually croaked out, his voice hoarse from shouting commands.

I nodded, “I know,” I yelped, flitching as I trod on a particularly spiky rock.

“Do you think she’ll be able to shift back?” he asked.

“I have a feeling, when the sun rises. For now, all the pack members should stay indoors – anyone who wants to see said sunrise at least.”

“So, she’s really living up to that werewolf stereotype then,” Jamie chuckled shaking his head.

“I’m sure she’ll grow out of it, her and her wolf have a lot of bonding and catching up to do. Give it a year or two and Alice and her wolf will go together like rum and coke.”

“Rum and coke?” Jamie said, cocking his head to the side.

“I’m pretty sure it’s her favourite drink, she’s had it a lot back in Portland.”

“What, the rum here isn’t good enough for her?” Jamie chuckled.

“It’s been an intense couple of months,” I sighed, thinking about all the stresses we’d gone through.

“What happens now? What the order?” Jamie asked.

“Execution.”

“For whom?”

“Anyone affiliated, who had knowledge of, and is mated to, anyone involved with the rebellion. They will find themselves outside the pack house at dawn, to face trail,” I growled, the order sent off into the minds of all the pack members.

They would walk themselves to their own death, they would knee before me before their judgement was past. They would mark as a reminder to the rest of the pack, that a rebellion will not go unpunished and ignored.

They would pay with their lives.

“Nate, what about Tony?” Jamie said, stopping and turning to me, the colour draining form his face.

“What about Tony?” I said, nearly stumbling over at the sudden change in pace.

“He wasn’t fighting on our side,” Jamie said, his eyes filled with emotion and sadness.

“Don’t, don’t tell me,” I said closing my own eyes and flopping onto the ground.

“I saw him arguing with Nathan, to be honest it looked like he was trying to stop the fighting for a couple of minutes. But later, I saw his wolf kill a young set of wolves who were fighting for us, two young warriors.”

I shook my head, “then he’ll be there at dawn, and so will Jenny.”