"Alec! Alec!!! Hey!"
Evander was running towards Alec, who was standing at the front of the gate, just where he and Jake had left him.
"Alec! I know you are angry, but come in. Someone is coming for us."
He could only see him, and was running to him, his mind too clouded to make sense of the chaos around him. He was just in time to see three bullets penetrate Alec. Alec fell to his knees, not quite dead, and he saw his head severe from his body. Evander almost passed out.
He saw more people running towards him, and away from where he stood, he saw about five men pouring what seemed to be petroleum on the houses, setting them on fire. It all happened so fast, it seemed to him like he was in a 3D film.
"Evander, get out of here. Even if we all die, we still need you."
Jake was holding his hand, running, before they both tripped, hitting the ground, tears filling Evander's eyes. His hands were wrapped around Jake’s upper body, his hair in his eyes. He stood up, panting.
"Jake, Jake."
Jake wasn’t answering. It was when he knelt next to him that he saw the blood that had stained his own hands. He turned Jake around. He was dead, just like Alec.
"Jake, please no. Please."
His hands were shaking visibly, his white clothes were covered in blood and dirt and as he looked around him, he saw that there was no one, not even a single member of his pack was around him.
His pack was on fire, his pack members dead, his two best friends, dead. He didn't even resist when two of the soldiers in black came and roughly held him up, his hands bound to his back. What was there to fight for? He had just seen his life shatter in front of him.
A smile pulled at the sides of her lips as the houses burnt to the ground, the flame reflecting in her glass green eyes. It was a beautiful sight, if only she could push off Evander's face from her mind. Well, it has ready happened. She had to own up to it.
Gripping her sword tight, one whose tilt was covered in red stones and design, she walked, not really slowly, but not fast either, just right for the powerful delta that she was. She walked regally, her soldiers parting the way for her between the dead bodies.
Finally, she came face to face with Evander, the alpha who loved her, who repeated the declaration in her eyes just hours ago, the alpha of the full moon pack. He was held on both sides by two of her soldiers, and he looked weary, and she even caught a glimpse of tears as he glanced over at his gamma, Jake’s body on the bare floor.
He looked back to her. She saw the emotions pass his eyes in rapid motion. Surprise, disappointment, heartbreak, anger and allot more, she had to look to her side to avoid seeing all of it.
"You?"
Yes, me.
"you're the delta of split moon?"
She croaked out a laugh. "You had been planning this all this while...why did you have to come to me as a helpless rogue? Why as a friend? I liked...no, I loved you. I helped you. Why? Why not attack upfront? You could have won."
He said, his emotions tumbling out. Her stunning green eyes were filled with pride, one that made him want to gag.
"What would be the fun in that?"
She said tilting her head to the side a bit and feigning a pout. If she was going to be cruel, she would be cruel all through. What's the point now?
"Just attack you and leave? No way."
She studied him. "You are weak. So, so weak. Love this, love that."
She laughed, moved closer and placed a long finger on his right cheek, then tapped it twice.
"Weak."
She muttered again, a sickly sweet smile on her face.
"I don't know, I never really had a home."
"You are beautiful."
"Well, you could be my delta and if you do, I never have to find a mate."
"I love you, Bella."
"You're alright."
" I will buy you some many clothes, cause you're here to stay"
" How about a forever?"
All those memories came tumbling and anger brewed inside him. He felt hurt and betrayed, but he chose to put that aside. She had done this to him because he was weak, he would stop that now. He let the anger in. She had turned to give orders and slowly, his vision blurred till there was nothing as he closed his eyes.
He opened it, his eyes a dark red. He raised one hand to the air and closed it slowly, balling his fist. Suddenly, there was nothing. No orders, no steel, no noise, just silence. The pack was silent and even her voice wasn’t audible. Her hands went to her back, her feet tightly coming together. She couldn’t move. Her lips were shut, with nothing visible holding her. He was looking at her, who was struggling to move.
Everyone around her was lying dead. There were literally the only ones in their world. Then just like that, the sounds came back, this time, not of steel, or their war shouts, or grief or cries, or falling bodies, but bones cracking, of liquids squishing and out of the corner of her eye, she saw beta Alec rise up, standing on his own two feet, cracking and stretching his neck. But....she saw him die. She saw his head roll off. She turned to Evander.
He was looking at the burning houses one by one, and each and everyone of them, went back, to the way they were, before she had attacked them. Jake came running to Evander's side, just as Alec got to him, and the two soldiers that were holding him were lying at his feet. No blood, no gore. Just like they'd fallen asleep.
The normal wolves of the pack, went around their business, like they did not know what had just happened. Only the three men standing in front of her seemed to still have that memory. Evander, whose eyes were now steely silver, with a shade of blue, walked to where she stood. All her soldiers were nowhere to be seen.
"Your soldiers cold corpses are on their way back to your pack."
She didn’t recognize his voice. It seemed like it came from somewhere else, it was cold and angry and hurt and she knew she deserved it. He backed away from her, Alec eyeing her and Jake just acting as if she wasn’t there.
"Well, I’m glad I was a good son,"
he said over his shoulder, his voice deep and cold and musical.
"And I made sure to listen to my mum when she told me not to reveal everything to even the closest of friends."