~Lincoln~
SON OF A B***H!!!
THAT F**KING —
I SWEAR I WILL—
The shift was fast, and no time was spared while our wolves barrel into the forest. We are mind-linking each other, but we are also trying to gain control. Brutus is apocalyptic, and I’m sure Goliath is the same. Our mate almost died because these b***hes decided to try to play Goddess. They thought it was their place to decide someone else’s fate, and they used someone else to do so. I don’t think anyone will be safe if we don’t get control back.
I don’t know where Brutus is going, but he is zooming through the brush and trees as if there is nothing there that could stop him. I’m begging and pleading for him to give me back control, but I’m not sure he hears me. I can feel branches and rocks cut into us; we zoom past, and it hurts. Brutus is eating up the pain, not willing to stop for anything.
We careen through a large bush and tumble into open space. We are at the meadow where the lake is. Emerald Lake is what’s it called and where we got our name from. When this pack was created, we lived at the water’s edge. As we expanded and gained more land, we moved inward, away from the lake. We made sure the lake always stayed on our territory.
We find ourselves in the meadow and on our paws. Brutus rears his head back and lets out a soul-shattering howl. The trees shake, and birds and other animals scatter from the area. Brutus drops to the ground and howls again, this time a howl full of pain. I take his distraction as an opportunity to shift then I put a block up.
I look behind me and see Landon shifting as well. I stand on shaky legs and feel something wet on my face. I rub it, expecting blood, but my hand’s just damp. I have tears on my face, and I didn’t even know I had been crying. My heart hurts; it hurts that someone can be so cruel to their own flesh and blood. No matter their relationship, the twins are sisters to Tia, yet they almost killed her. Was killing her the plan, or were they just supposed to scare her? At this point, it doesn’t matter…what they did is treason at best.
I walk to stand next to Landon, his feeling as strong in me as my own. We both know and agree with what needs to be done. I will be the one to do it because Landon tends to be the more sensitive twin, while I can come off cold and harsh. There is no hesitation for me; the sooner I can get this done, the better.
Mark!
Alpha?
Get the warriors and find Adela and Aida. They are to be placed in the cells. A gasp and silence greet me on the other end of the mindlink.
Right away, Alpha.
Mark?
Yes?
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