Chapter 3: Blood and Fate

Soon the strategy came to be and the crickets chirped in the quiet night, the rogues operated when Connor gave a signal_ through the trees in stealth to the borders behind the forest.

They were swift and the lookouts baulked when the rogues slashed their heads off. Bodies dropped and splayed on the ground,

Zev paced about the desk with the stationery. He pointed at the [ X ] at the end of the forest shaped like a paramecium. He looked sternly from face to face. "First, we take out the sentinels,"

The uproar already caused the other sentinels to be aware and the rogues tried as hard to stop the rest from alerting the others. Screams tore through the quiet as they growled in fisticuffs amputating limbs and ripping out hearts painfully. Amy smiled dropping the heart by the dead sentinels still in their wolf forms.

"The scouts will be too involved in making the gathering a success. We take out the hunters in their sleep,"

A woman screamed at the splash of blood when her hunter dad was cut across the neck.

The truth was, not everything went as planned, it was a delirious Omega who hustled to the site where they were partying and unfortunately for her, they were already advancing toward sealing the pact.

She gasped when Zev lifted the pen when Elder Grazie pushed the script to the table.

"Lady, you can't just waltz in here," The scout said to her and she growled tugging at his cloth to move out of the way. "I need to speak with the Alpha!" Her eyes were feral and he dodged her fist. She took advantage of his next move and slipped past him, he dragged her off the grounds.

"The rogues are_" She muffled when he clasped her mouth shut and the loud cry forced the guests to look out to her, the scout screamed when she bit his hand.

"Why you_" He growled when she stomped on his toe and zipped to them.

Beta Jackson blocked her in the blink of an eye with a harsh look, "What are you doing here you sorry excuse for a wolf?"

She backed away, her heart pounded, he assumed she was here to foil their plans and Zev set the pen down, the aboriginal wolves saw his movements and ambushed them.

Some of the Lobisomems were quick to defend themselves and switch, the others were pinned and slaughtered before they had a chance to fight. The party floor turned into a battleground.

Wolves bit off each other and clawed each other's eyes out. The struggle went on for hours.

Zev faced the old man and swiped the pen from him. His eyes turned red. "See this? This is happening because of you," He trod forward and kneed him in the gut. Efilian keeled over unsteadily on the floor.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Efilian refuted risking a broken ankle. He screamed and groped it breathing heavily.

Before Beta Jackson had time to react, his senses rang and he grunted at the heavy kick to his face. Connor grinned pulling down daggers from his fists. He was in a state of euphoria when Jackson's claws grew out.

"You don't know who you're dealing with," He said.

"You're absolutely...right,"

Beta Jackson growled and then Connor crossed his arms in front of his head when Jackson scratched his claws against the splints on his arms, wounding him fatally but Connor pushed against his neck and his failed attempt to throw him down ended with a heavy blow to the jugular. His leg keeled over and he staggered and threw his other hand in an awkward but effective blow to the jaw.

Jackson held his bad arm and used his momentum against him to throw him down to the ground.

Connor pushed down with his good hand and kicked up. Jackson pushed his arm down throwing him into a state of agonizing pain. His bloodshot eyes bulged and he was laughing in sheer gratuity throwing Jackson off.

Jackson hurtled backwards and Amy leapt on him spinning a knife to stab him on the side of his neck. He growled in pain and powered through slamming her into the ground. She clasped onto his arm weighing him down with her body.

He screamed at his tissues ripping out of their seams and he knelt and pulled up with force, she gasped when he tossed her into an incoming wolf and leapt up stomping on a rogue's head. It smashed to pieces and he glanced everywhere with his hair out of place, pressing a hand to his bleeding neck. He growled in resentment and slashed a rogue tossing him off_Where is that fool, Zev?

Zev clung to his head and he gasped holding his wrist, he flew across the field to the tables when Zev threw him and flipped the pen. Walking toward him, he discarded the tails on his clothes and Efilian's watery eyes moved to the pen.

"Please,"

He scoffed drawing broken lines across his forehead and circles around his eyes and mouth. His claws grew out.

Jet picked from the ground and she saw what he was about to do with Efilian and bolted toward him, she screamed when he tossed her aside in the mess, she grunted covered in food and leftovers.

He started to carve out the lines on his head, the sound of flesh ripping and him screaming with blood flowing down rippled in his ears. "Almost there, you're being a very good boy,"

Efilian's head tossed when he scraped down to his face and Zev growled when Jet bit down on his shoulder, he let go and tossed her down. She plopped with excess blood running down her lips.

His eyes widened at the rogues coming. "No!" The bite was torturous and Amy held him up.

"Don't kill her!" He roared.

The Lobisomems were fighting back and the rogues were getting outnumbered, they drew apart and the others made away with their lives. Jet growled when she was taken and Connor helped a feverish Zev out of the place. Amy stood back and glared at Jackson who stood at the centre before she zipped off

_ _ _

As it is, both leaders were down and everything would have gone as planned. The rogues were injured. Amy's arms were folded in the cabin where Zev was bedridden and shivering like an invalid. He tossed on the small bed subject to the fatal bite and over time his claws would grow out and they would fly about, hurting anyone who got close to him when he experienced spasms again. They were able to stop the bleeding but it was still taking its toll on the inside.

"I kind of wish we were in Sirio Lupo again," Connor said crouching by a seat beside the threshold.

Amy turned "So we can help him?"

His brown eyes flickered "No,"

She turned grim and it appeared Zev's wound was not healing, it was still fresh and he stood the risk of infection if they didn't do anything quickly. She worried that things could be worse.

"Come on Zev, fight it,"

Connor scoffed getting up "I wonder why we even had to go through this,"

"Are you telling me you would rather have the Lobisomem's pull the rug under you than fight?" Her eyes narrowed disgusted by the bald brawn.

"I'm just saying we should pick on someone our own strength," He twisted his arm that a new layer of skin was covering.

"Coward" She grimaced.

His eyes met hers and then he flapped a hand indifferently, stepping outside, he turned when the other dragged the poor omega girl in.