Twoset Pack and the Rejects

Chapter 26 - Ambush and Rescue

"We're here to fight for our Luna, our Betas, Deltas, and pack members," all warriors answered, in unison. "We will make sure you suffer the consequences of torturing our kin."

"Pshaw-" Jordan signalled to Mable and Sable. In an instant, the witches jumped on her and began chanting a spell loudly, while Matthew and Caspian tied her up and tossed her into their truck.

"Alphas, I know where it is; the prison is a stone building. I can move the stones around." Jordan said. As he led the way toward their private residences, the rogues Randall recruited launched a disorganized attack.

Jordan slashed through a rogue, killing it immediately. He then nodded towards Eddy. All of the sudden, the rogues were thrown into one big pile and they could not move. The building was up ahead, and it was made of stone, laced with old iron. Jordan joined the rest of the Alphas in looking for their mates. He stiffened when he smelled Alexine's blood. Using his Elemental strength, he broke the stone building and blew the stones away. The alphas and the others growled at the sight. Alexine was leaning on the wall, blood running down her legs and pooling around her. What horrified everyone was the sinister smile on Randall's face and the silver gun he was holding. An unknown girl lay unconscious on the floor, Devon standing over her. Devon was snarling. But Randall did not notice Beta Stephanie behind him. Snatching the gun out of his hand, she pinned him against the wall with the gun.

"Listen carefully, mate. I, Stephanie Zhao, Beta of Aurantiaco, reject you, Randall Liebermann, Beta of Lunsolae. Gosh, saying your name is rotten flesh on my tongue. F****** son of a b****." Ignoring his whimpers and struggles, Stephanie knocked his head with the barrel of the gun, knocking him out. "Rescue your pack members now. I will be dead in a few days anyway." Then she promptly collapsed. The Alphas furrowed their brows, not knowing what she meant, but signalled for warriors and doctors to get the others. Jordan rushed to Alexine.

He carefully picked her up and rushed back to the Musicon van. Austin ran like a mad wolf. Jesse had claw marks on her stomach. Blood still dripped from Alexine as she sobbed harder. Alphas carried their Lunas. Doctors carrying lifeless children to trucks with the pack name inscribed on them. Few were still conscious, besides Alexine, only three others were: the triplets from Aurantiaco, Kristia, Lorena, and Logan Kyteler. Others were in need of urgent medical care.

When the Musicon delegation returned, it was realized that Alexine had many injuries. She had four broken ribs, a concussion, multiple gash wounds on her back, cuts all over her body, and a sprained left anke. Alexine was barely conscious when they got back, and she was immediately started on an IV drip and placed in the ICU as her injuries were treated. 

Meanwhile, Isabelle was uneasy. Her due date was yesterday, but Theo was still unconscious. Slowly, she got up from her vigil beside Theo's bed and plodded to the washroom. When she was done washing her hands and tried to walk out, she took a step- and her water broke. And that was when Theo woke up.

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"JUST ONE LAST PUSH!" Samantha ordered, "You can do it!!!!" Mom encouraged her and another soft cry was heard, in addition to an already hysterically crying baby. Isabelle had delivered twins, and Theo was able to help her through.

Nearly a whole day had passed, and Isabelle was so exhausted that she could barely speak. Theo held the first child, a girl they named Charlize, and Isabelle was holding their baby boy, Raven.

In Room U5, Alexine was so pale that her face seemed to blend into the sheets. Jordan had his hands on her chest and a look of pain on his face. Sable and Mable were softly murmuring a spell. Several minutes later, Sable exclaimed, "Done sharing your vital energy! She should wake up in around ten minutes!" Mable cheered. Jordan was exhausted. "I've never seen a werewolf share its vital energy without screaming before, and it should be worse for alphas, but you handled it really well. Alpha Jordan, be proud of yourself." Jordan only sighed, and Mable and Sable left the room.

True to their words, Alexine woke up, not in ten minutes, but after five. And she immediately tried to sit up as Jordan handed her a glass of water.

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Viridiano's Alpha, Isaac, offered to write a full report for the council. Jordan and the other alphas gratefully accepted. His report outlined the frightening way the kidnappings were executed, the horrendous torture the victims suffered, and the sacrilegious (and pathetic) pack domination plan of Randall Liebermann. The werewolf division of the council responded almost immediately. All alphas were summoned to the Heptagon Headquarters of the Supernatural Council. Whoever held Randall was to bring him as well, and the council mandated that he be bound in silver chains and injected with just enough wolfsbane to weaken his wolf. The four witches in charge of him agreed to follow the instructions. The days had been extremely taxing, but Jordan was hopeful; Alexine was recovering very quickly.

The Heptagon was located beside Lake Hinds, in Western Australia. All alphas would fly to Perth, a 5 hour and a half flight, then take taxis north to Wongan Hills. They would still have to walk to the west to reach the Heptagon Headquarters. In total, it would take 7 hours and a half to get there.

On July 20th, 1997, Alphas from all over Upper Brisbane (as the council called their group of packs) caught the flight from Brisbane to Perth, hailed the taxi, and trudged west to the Heptagon Headquarters.

The werewolf division greeted them warmly, urging them to unpack later and have a hot dinner first.

By law, Randall required a trial, and that was scheduled for tomorrow. The judge would be Rosanna-Marie Richter, from the Western Wolves of Perth Pack.

The Alphas and Lunas hoped that justice would be served.