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Imprisoned by Silk and Gold.

"You hit your head, Delany. You hit it when you were six. You looked dead, probably why your brother left you alone." "I don't have a brother dad and you don't have a son." Thomas looked broken and his eyes started to water. "I have a son. He is 12 years older than you. He has black hair and hazel eyes. He looks just like your mom! Thomas's eyes watered. Your brother had been brainwashed by his luna bitch to take out her rival pack...and that was us, Delany. Your brother killed my wife and led the attack on our entire pack. They slaughtered everyone, women, children men they killed everyone!" "This is the lowest shit you could ever pull dad." "Just look for yourself. Like I said. you lost your memory. You woke up and couldn't remember anything except for me and your mom i thought it was blessing in disguise. it meant my baby girl didn't have to remember the mass genocide of her entire pack. I mean just look at the photobook. It's all their." I couldn't help watch my teary-eyed father break down. He pointed to a photo book on the table and I reluctantly picked it up. Of course, I wished there was some magical excuse for his shit but I knew this idea was absolutely absurd. Until I opened the photo book. My head suddenly spun and an inner voice told me to keep going. Going through the pictures was startling. There I was, running around with distant but familiar kids. I had grandparents, and they looked in love with me. And I had a brother! My dad was right, he looked like my mom. Actually, we looked a lot alike too. Memories of a past life flooded my mind. I'm from a pack of werewolves. A large and happy pack. And then my stomach dropped. My brother's wedding was a murder scene. I watched as my memories flooded back into me and I watched my loved ones being slaughtered by my brother's mates pack...on his command! My heart began to break as I watched my mother's sad eyes. She had amber color eyes. They were soft and loving and I watched as she was sliced apart by large wolves. Her eyes her distorted and bloody. She was gone. How could I ever forget? I fell to the floor in pain and a voice told me to hold it together. "I know how rough I've been on you but I needed a wolf. And I thought if I was rough, you would..." I had so much anger. I wanted to rip my brother apart. I wanted to slice that mate of his into a million pieces. "I know what you were thinking dad. You were thinking about uncle Peaty. You were thinking of how his anger changed him into his wolf at 10 years old. I wish I could have been a stronger daughter for your father. I wish I could have been there for you." I stood up with a sense of conviction. I finally understood it. My father had dealt with the over baring pain of the loss of his entire pack. As Alfa, the pain must be unimaginable. During the slaughtering, he felt each one of his pack members pain and fear. He would have felt each and every one of their deaths. The burden he felt, brought tears to my face. I couldn't help but run into the arms of the man I waited my whole life to get away from. "I missed you, dad! I'm so sorry." "I missed you too, baby girl! It's good to have you back!" This was like having a reunion with someone I hadn't seen in years and then it was interrupted. BANG. BANG. BANG...The front door flew wide open.

PiperShea · Fantasia
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Chapter 8: And Then It Began

Luca pov

I watched my mate be steered away from me by a member of my own pack.

Kodiak is frantic. He growled angrily demanding that I retrieve Delaney immediately.

Amalie was a gentle soul who seemed not to even have one single enemy amongst the pack.

Until now!

I have to take a deep breath and try to calm Kodi. The last thing I need to do is murder one of my future pack members.

I've only been back from the Alpha Authority for about a month now and being a cold-blooded murder isn't the first thing I want my new pack to know me for.

My violent and dangerous reputation doesn't need any kind of boost at the moment. The entire pack seemed nervous and frigid on the day of my arrival and every day since nothing has improved.

After being ripped from my home and secluded from family and friends for the last six years I have to remind myself of what's socially acceptable. I've been trained to feel no feelings and fear no threat. The training was harsh and left me with little interest in the people around me. That was until I pulled my mate out of the lake. I want to feel everything..for her. For Delany.

Besides, I'm sure the future Luna would be upset If I killed her friend. The thought of upsetting Delaney in any way made my heart twinge in discomfort. Even Kodiak gave a reluctant howl before giving up on ripping the hands of the girl that took our mate away from us.

Once Delaney had completely disappeared behind the dressing room door my blood started to boil. Being away from her was excruciating. I didn't realize I was walking straight to where my eyes had just lost sight of her until reality smacked me square in the face. Ronan.

He stood directly in my way daring me to take one more step.

Unfortunately for him, I've never lost at the juvenile kids game called chicken. And now, I play adult games. I will destroy this weak ass alpha with my bare teeth. It would be easy like sinking teeth into a ripe peach.... and then ripping it apart! Kodiac loved the challenge. I can feel him pacing and hear him whining. "Let me out. I can feel his wolf. He wants her, Luca. He wants our mate."

I can't help but feel anger and yet a slight surge of excitement. I haven't been able to allow Kodiak to utilize our Alpha training since being here. And he is more than ready to let loose.

"Outside. Now." Ronan barked.

I can tell he tried to use is Alpha command on me. It's normal for werewolves not to be able to resist alphas orders, even if the alpha is from another pack. But that crap won't work on me. Fortunately for him, outside was exactly where I wanted to go. Regardless I will make sure in the end Ronan knows even though I'm not yet an Alpha I am already 10 times stronger than him.

I allow him to feel like his order had some influence on me and we both calmly leave the tent not drawing much attention.

I didnt wast time. As soon as I left the tent I let Kodiak take over. My body burned with enthusiasm for crushing this bastard. He touched my Mate today. That will be the last time I ever allow such foul shit to happen again. I refuse to waste my time talking to a low-rank Alpha. I decide if Ronan wants to talk outside then he will talk with Kodiak. I have nothing to say to the guy. Delaney is mine. No discussion is necessary. I am hers and she is mine!

"That disgusting, weak, big for nothing alpha touched her. I will slaughter the fucker, " Kodiak said as he took control.

I chuckle, "You evil asshole, don't go overboard."

Ronan pov

I gave the freak a command to test my influence on him. He accepted my authority in seconds. So much for the future Alpha of the black claw pack. I was slightly worried after hearing the rumors that the infamous Alpha Authority chose Luca to be the successor as this region's chief.

Apparently, that was a lie told to make their miserable pack seem untouchable. My mother has big plans for that pack. I laugh to myself. Now that I'm alpha I'll put the mutts in their place. I will end that silly little authority rumor right here right now.

Once out of the tent I discover Luca in mid-transformation and force my wolf Torak to take control. He is as ready for this as I am I get excited. I will have Delaney for my mate, whether this loser likes it or not. I'll force him to take his eyes off my prize.

Torak was thrilled about the exercise. "This wannabe alpha is about to die." That's when Torak looked up to see a wolf twice his size plowing straight for him. What the hell. That's Lucas wolf? Kodiak is an oversized pure black wolf. His overbearing presence is enough to intimidate any werewolf even Ronan's wolf. It wasn't long before Kodiak was digging his pure black claws into Torak's thick hide. Torak let out a loud yelp but used his pain to push himself to destroy his enemy. And then it began.