Nora's POV:
The night is quiet I lay in his arms and he strokes my hair until eventually I drift off to sleep.
Esme's POV:
The next morning the pack wakes up bright eyed and bushy tailed; everyone is ready for today. "If anyone wants to back out I suggest you leave now!" Enzo booms. No one moves. "Good!"
"Morning baby." I smile, kissing his cheek and completely ruining his tough guy act as he chases after me and hugs me from behind. "Is everyone ready?"
"Yup." He smiles, kissing my ear.
"Then lets go." I say, breaking the romance.
Nora's POV:
The next morning I wake up under the covers with Blake's arm attached to my waist. I sit up but he pulls me back down and growls "Mine."
I smile and lean back on to his chest realising he has forgiven me and once again trusts me.
"Alpha! Luna!" Xavier exclaims, running in.
"What?" Blake asks in an angry tone.
"Enzo has a new pack and I heard they're coming to attack us!" Xavier replies.
"How many of them are there?"
"I heard there's fifteen of them." He answers.
"Get everyone ready then put them on the front line, kill if you have too." Blake orders, getting up and beginning to change as Xavier leaves in a hurry.
"He's our son." I tell Blake, getting up.
"No son of mine leaves. No son of mine creates an enemy pack after betraying his own. And no son of mine announces war on me!"
"I get it, he's not your son." I say. "At least let me talk to him first."
"He'll kill you first chance he gets."
"Or it will fix everything, no one has to die." I snap.
"You do what you want but I'm ready to fight. I'm ready to kill." Blake says, walking out the room.
Esme's POV:
After a long day of travelling I hop on Enzo's back and let him carry me the rest of the way. The pack sets up camp in the woods for the night before the fight.
* * * *
The next morning we get up at dawn, forage for food and go.
By seven am we arrive at the Crescent Moon pack house; they're already waiting for us.
"Wait here whilst I go find my mom." Enzo orders me. We stand about ten feet away from the other pack, it's a stand off until the fat wild howls.
Enzo's POV:
I walk down the side of the house and as soon as I take a step inside I feel half a vervain shot go into the side of my neck which makes me drop to the ground, weak but not enough to knock me over. Over me stands Alex who begins dragging me along the floor. We get to the basement stairs and he carries me down, dropping me on to the table.
"I see you upgraded." I scoff as he fixes unbreakable spelled cuffs to my wrists and ankles at all corners of the table. "What are you doing?"
"Reversing the spell." Alex says, lighting some candles.
"Even without the spell, I'd be eighteen now anyway." I state.
"I don't care. I'm making you so you stay nine years old." Alex snaps.
"What!" I try to break what I know is unbreakable, slamming my firsts forward against the chains I hear Alex laugh from his desk.
"You know you can't get out of them so why try?" He questions.
Dipping his finger tips in the blood he walks over and rips my shirt open. "Your not my type." I scoff.
"Shut up." He mumbles, drawing the cross on my chest.
"Wait Alex!" I exclaim. "Stop!"