18 No One Hurts My Family Or Friends

Warning: This chapter contains visual descriptions of gore. Read at your own risk.

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I woke up in an empty bed. Today is Saturday, the only day I wake when I want, nobody wakes me up. If they do they will suffer under my wrath. I stretched and I let out a groan before going down to see the commotion I could hear.

"What is the commotion about?" I growled as I made my way downstairs.

'ruining my peace' Zene growled.

I chuckled at her. Zene healed a few days ago, I was over the moon when she returned.

When I reached downstairs to see Knox who had an angry look, James and Reece who had a horrified look pointed to the living room from the kitchen. I snarled at them and turned to the living room to see Charlotte lay on the couch sobbing. I could smell the stench of blood, it wasn't strong but enough for me to tell its blood.

"Is anyone hurt, I smell blood?" I asked them panicked.

Char snapped her head towards me and walked to me with a pout.

"Mama," She sobbed and hugged me.

I looked at the boys shocked.

'She has her period, James gave her a drug instead of a painkiller and you look similar to her mom' Knox mind linked me glaring at James.

I nodded and hugged Char back.

"What is it, sweetie?" I cooed.

"Knox is not making me waffles" She pouted.

"Sweetie how about you eat pancakes now and then afterward Reece will take you to eat waffles?" I tried convincing her.

She thought for a for minutes and then nodded. But what she said next made me angry.

"But mama since the day you left me, dada and Reece, Reece has always blamed me and he has never talked to me!" She cried.

Being the Queen my motherly instinct for all werewolves came out. I turned to Reece and let out a low growl.

"Reece how about you spent the rest of the day with your sister?" I hissed.

"And sweetie, I am not your mother," I added sweetly.

"But you look like mama except for your hair and eyes" she muttered confused.

I gave her a sad smile giving her pancakes which Knox prepared. As she finished Reece took Char out for a little hangout as I mentioned earlier. I got upstairs with my tummy full of pancakes. As I entered my room a familiar pair of silver eyes. I noticed his shabby black hair was grown unevenly. I was too annoyed to deal with him again. I glared at him not breaking eye contact as I always do. Suddenly his eyes turned red.

"You will break up with Knox and hate him for the rest of your life" His voice deep and he spoke in a low tone.

He was trying to hypnotize me, one of the vampire's abilities. It's like vampires can control a person's mind.

"I will not break with Knox and absolutely not hate him for the rest of my life," I told him lowly.

I almost laughed at his confused state. He started whining and jumpy around.

"For someone who was about to be the Alpha, you should know that vampires can't hypnotize any person who holds power" I chuckled at him.

I noticed Zach's jaw clench. I asked him,

"If you don't mind me asking why do u want Knox dead?"

I never got a reply as he vanished as usual. I felt hurt wash over me. I haven't realized how much I miss my brother. As much as I want to forget everything and hug him, feel the comfort of brother, I cant. He killed my best friend. I shook away my thoughts and changed into a casual outfit and went downstairs.

"I am visiting my pack, I am also taking your car" I informed Knox.

"I am also coming," He told.

I shook my head and told him, "James and Mae alone in our house, not happening".

He let out a sigh and nodded in agreement.

"Hey I am mature enough of handling myself self" James yelled from the washroom.

Knox and I chuckled. I hugged him and was on my way to my pack.

As I entered my pack I was greeted by Luke and Blake, not really greeted I just happened to pass by them. I found myself frowning as I saw them. They had bruises on their face, Luke had a black eye and Blake had blood oozing out of his nose.

"Are you guys ok ?" I asked them.

I may hate them but they are still in my pack and I dont like seeing people who are hurt.

"why do you care ?" Luke scoffed.

I stared into his amber eyes challenging him to say something other than answering my question. He ran his hand through dark brown hair before answering.

"Yeah we are okay"

I scoffed and pulled both of them with me. They were freaking injured. I walk towards the hospital.

"As he told you, we are fine," Blake said.

I ignored him and asked them, "Who did you get into a fight with?

"Accius" Blake muttered.

A smirk made it's way up my face My brother's best friend beat them up, he is also Carrie's brother. He is really short-tempered, really sensitive, and stubborn. As I entered the pack hospital I instantly saw Fred.

"Fred !" I exclaimed.

As his eyes fell on me his face lit up but instantly dropped seeing Luke and Blake. Fred is a sweet person, doesn't talk much but is a really fun and caring person. He helps around the pack hospital when he is free. I ran and hugged Fred and messed his Black hair making some strands fall on his glasses.

"They got into a fight with Accius, can you help them?" I asked Fred.

"Can I ?" Fred asked me.

I rolled my eyes and handed these two idiots to Fred and left.

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"Dad, want some help?" I asked him.

I was currently turning around in the chair making myself dizzy.

"Go help your mom, I don't need help" He stubbornly told.

I let out a huff and dizzily stood up. I spent the next 30 minutes searching for my mom. I saw my mom walking around the pack. I smiled as I walked towards her. But my smile dropped sooner than it made its way on my face.

I let out a growl as I saw my mother's falling figure. The man responsible for my mother's state looked shocked as he started storming off.

"Take care of my mother," I growled at the lady who came to help before I ran behind the man.

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I ran towards the man who hurt my mother and caught him as he slowed down. He wasn't a pack member, but he didn't have a scent. This bitch masked his scent.

I pulled him close to me and glared into his eyes. He started clawing at my hands that gripped his collar. I winced and threw him down. I straddled him while I punched his face repeatedly as he tried to punch me as well.

I made a mistake and he took advantage of the situation by rolling over until he was on top of me. He punched my face and kicked my stomach, making me spit some blood. I tried to block the punches with my hands but it just hurt so much.

Tears were in my eyes but I blinked them away. I didn't want to show any weakness in front of the bastard. I caught his hands and dug my nails in them. I pulled his hand towards my face and bit it really hard until blood started oozing out. He screamed as I dug my teeth into his hand even more. I bit a chunk of his skin off and smirked as he screamed even louder than before.

That's what you get for hurting my mother.

The man screamed in pain as I dragged myself backward and away from the man. I found a vase buried in snow. Before the man made his recovery, I ran towards him while letting out a battle cry and smashed his head with it. The once screaming man stopped screaming and fell unconscious. I checked his pulse to see if I had accidentally killed him. He was alive.

I got up and dusted myself after setting the vase down. I grabbed the man's collar and dragged him to the packhouse, anger, and bloodlust still boiling in me.

I took the bastard to the training ground. I asked one of the guards to hang him upside down in silver chains. All the members who were training looked at me horrified. I heard a venomous growl making me turn my head.

"Not only did you try to kill my mate but also hurt my daughter," My dad growled at the unconscious body hanging.

"I am gonna torture this bastard while training the newbies," I told my dad, hatred clear in my voice.

"The rogue bastard is asking for war," My dad growled.

"All those who don't want to be near this bastard, please go back to the lower batch of training," I growled at the teen group.

I glanced at the group of kids. There were three batches in the teen group. One: 10 to 13 yrs old, two: 14 to 15 yrs old, three: 16 to 18 yrs old. I glanced at two warriors who train groups one and two and nodded at them signaling them to disperse the kids.

The hanging bastard groaned out in pain. I am actually not satisfied with his condition. I want him to scream in pain.

"Why did you attack my mom?" I asked gripping his hair.

"I won't answer you, bitch!" He grunted out.

As I growled a fist connected with his face.

"Call my daughter a bitch one more time I will slaughter you," My dad gritted out.

Warning! Gore Begins Here ----->

I took my silver dagger from my boot. I ran the silver dagger across his skin making him scream in pain as the blood leaked out of his body, crashing to the ground, making a growing pool of blood. I chuckled and asked him again.

"Rogue Alpha wants to convey you a message that if you don't agree to be his mate he will keep hurting your loved ones," He gritted his teeth while saying this.

Anger boiled through my skin. I let out a thunderous growl before swinging my hands to his face making him swing along with the chain. Blood was dripping from the claw marks on his face, it was truly a sight to see.

"No one hurts my friends or family, I will slaughter you!" I growled throwing a punch to his already wounded face. His body swung around and I watched with great pleasure until it stopped swinging around.

I motioned one boy to come forward.

"Punch him, he is your punching bag," I told him stepping back a little.

The boy smirked before throwing a punch at the man making blood ooze out of him. The sight made me smirk. I joined him punching and kicking the hell out of this bastard. He let out a blood-curdling scream. All of it was music to my ears. This is what you get for hurting my mother.

After a while, I stopped the boy so that this bastard doesn't die yet. I asked the guard to hold him against the wall.

"Who is good at throwing daggers?" I asked the group.

Two girls stepped forward, I motioned to one of the girls to come forward.

"I'm gonna test your aim, throw the dagger where I ask you to," I told the girl.

She nodded but I didn't miss the sight of her smirking. I knew exactly why they were all smirking. They have been training for too long but have never used it on anybody. So now they get to let out their frustration, anger, and bullshit. The guards hand her a couple of daggers.

"Right knee," I told her.

She swiftly throws the dagger at his knee making him scream in pain.

"Pl- Pl-Please l-let me go, I-I have an f-family!" He stuttered.

"You should have thought about them before you came here," I growled.

"Both the shoulders," I tell her.

He screamed in pain as the daggers made contact with his skin. There was a pool of blood around him. I took the rest of the daggers from her and threw them at his legs.

Suddenly I felt something snap. The pack bond. Which means mom..... All my emotions turned into anger. I grabbed all the daggers and threw them at him. His scream echoed. Soon the screams died. As much as I wanted to throw more daggers at him, I was out of daggers. I glanced at him breathing heavily.

He had a dagger at his right eye making me inwardly cringe, one in his neck which ended his life, one in his right knee, one on each of his shoulder, one on each of his legs and one in his chest. I threw a disgusted yet satisfied look at the dead body and turned away.

Tears were threatening to fall because of my loss. I blinked them away not ready to cry in front of people. I ran towards my car and burst into tears. I was pulled into someone's arms. I looked up with my teary face.

"Knox...." I sobbed.

"Shh... babe" He cooed.

He kept muttering sweet nothings to me until I fell asleep in his arms.