|Bryson|
The Lupus Pack has slowly become one of the most powerful packs in North America. It's a relatively large pack, taking in anyone that deserves a home. Even the worst looking rogues might just be going through a hard time and need a warm bed to sleep in. In return they train and help the pack to become stronger.
I've helped to build it to this. Why? To one day take revenge on the people that took my mate. It was fourteen years ago, to this day. I was six at the time and my precious Everett would've been four. I'd known from the moment she and her twin brother Logan were born that she was my mate. We were the best of friends.
An enemy pack had attacked on Everett's birthday, October 3rd. I would never forget that day. Everett was dressed in her pirate outfit and bouncing around as cake was brought out. But her bouncing stopped when wolves with red eyes stalked out. I remember transforming and trying to get to her, but my father stopped me shoving me towards the house as the pack warriors shifted and defended our pack.
I never saw Everett again and the sound of her scream was the last thing I heard. Logan lost his twin, their parents, the betas of the pack at the time, lost their daughter, and I lost my mate. Though I was only six at the time and probably would've died as well if I tried to save Everett, I still feel an immense amount of guilt for not being able to save her.
My parents, Logan's parents, and the rest of the pack also feel immense amounts of guilt. The pack hasn't been the same since that day.
A knock on the door brings my attention away from the photo of Everett and I in the clearing the summer before she disappeared. Our parents had been sitting under the trees and had taken a picture of Everett scratching my ears while I laid in wolf form on top of her.
Logan walks in, his hair is unruly and eyes blood shot. I know what he's been doing today and it's the same as me and the rest of the pack. Mourning.
"Her birthday is today," is all he says before collapsing into the chair on the other side of the desk.
"I know." I can't bring myself to say anything else.
We sit in silence for who knows how long just knowing that we have each other to comfort but can't bring ourselves to.
"The Blood Moon pack attacked another pack again. The survivors are coming on their way here and should be here in an hour." I try to take both of our minds off of Everett and back to pack business. Being the Alpha and Beta we are very busy in order to keep the pack up and running.
"Are you sure that we have enough room to take in many more people?" Logan rubs his eyes and sits up straighter, going into Beta mode.
I shrug, "We'll make room. They will help us grow stronger. We need to be able to go against the Blood Moon Pack."
"Do you really believe we will be able to find the Blood Moon Pack? No one has been able to find them in years. They just appear and then disappear." I know Logan is skeptical. He wants revenge just as much as I but he is close to giving up on trying to find the Blood Moon Pack.
"We will find them Logan. I promise," I say firmly and stand up placing my hands on his shoulders. "We will find and avenge Everett! I know she's out there."
"Bryson, it's been fourteen years. She's gone. We have to accept that!" Logan says standing up and turning away from me.
He doesn't believe that Everett is still out there. But I know that she is. I can feel our bond still. The light thrum of her life continues to burn in my chest. I know she's alive. "Logan! I know she's alive. I can feel her right here!" I place a hand on my chest.
"Bryson, I don't know what you are feeling and I'm sorry but I just don't know if she is alive or not," Logan says, his eyes down, staring at the floor.
I place my hand on his shoulder, "Logan, I know that you are unsure. But please I'm asking you as your best friend and not your Alpha. Please believe me. I'm going to get Everett back."
"Okay," he takes a deep, shaky breath, closing his eyes before looking me in the eyes. "Okay."
A knock on the door, breaks our conversation.
"Alpha, Beta," a male warrior of the pack opens the door and bows his head before continuing to talk. "The survivors of the Silver Creek Pack have arrived."
"Alright thank you, Karl. Have them brought up and I will talk to the adults individually and the children together." I dismiss him. "Logan, I can handle this. You go relax for the rest of the day. I'll come see you, Emily, and Micheal tonight with my parents."
"Are you sure? I can stay if you need me." Logan says. He has bags under his eyes and I know that he hasn't slept.
"I'm sure. Go sleep. Let your parents know, I'll be over for dinner." I push him lightly towards the door.
He doesn't say a word and leaves the room with a grateful smile. Talking to the adults went by quickly. Sadly there were not many survivors, only a handful. They all agreed to join the pack, grateful to have a warm bed to sleep in after what they went through.
Karl comes in with two kids, a boy and a girl. He leans close and whispers, "These are the only kids that survived. The boy is the son of the Alpha of the Silver Creek Pack." Karl leaves, closing the door.
The young boy stands protectively in front of the girl, though tears are in both their eyes. They must be scared out of their minds. No wonder. They lost everyone. I kneel down in front of them both and the boy grabs her hand pulling her closer to him, while still standing in front of her.
"My name is Alpha Bryson. Is she your mate?" I ask the boy. He nods, with a small smile on his face. "I have a mate too. Do you want to see a picture of her?"
"Yes please," the girl says her eyes peeking over the boys shoulders. Her voice is hoarse, her eyes red from crying.
I grab the picture of Everett and I in the woods and show them. "This is my mate, Everett. She went missing years ago because of the same people that attacked your pack. I know how important mates are and I promise I won't let you two be separated. What are your names?"
"Justin," the boy says and pulls the girl so she stands beside him. She clutches his hand in hers and I see her arm is all stitched up. She must have been injured during the attack.
"My name's Alice," she whispers and pushes her black hair behind her ears. Justin's brown hair is full of dirt and so is Alice's. They must be tired and need to clean up.
"How old are you?" I ask them. They seem to be the same age and relatively young.
"We're seven." Justin answers. They are young. Almost around the age I lost Everett.
"Welcome to The Lupis Pack. I promise to protect you two. Nothing will happen to you here." I smile and open the door. "Why don't I show you around and then we can get you guys settled in?"
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|AUTHOR'S NOTE|
Hello everyone, I have made a Twitter account and will be tweeting out along with posting on Wattpad when I plan to update. Sorry about this post being late but I just got home for winter break from university and have been busy because of school work I need to do to prepare for my second semester in university. Depending on you're guys' participation in voting, commenting, etc. I will possibly provide bonuses such as playlists, peeks into upcoming chapters, and possibly double updates.
As said before updates will be Friday through Sunday. I do not want to set a set date like every Friday because I know that my schedule may become too busy or hectic so having it span over three days allows me to update for you and keep some what of a schedule.
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