Long  ass chapter!

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Violence up ahead

"Shh," a mother right next to me rocks her baby as their cries fill the basement full of people that are unable to fight. The baby doesn't listen and continues to cry. 

"I can take him," one of the other pack members says, holding their arms out to take the baby. 

"Thank you," she sighs in relief as she passes her child onto someone else. The other person walks around with the baby in their arms, until their cries are no longer heard. I stare at the scene, not thinking much about it. 

We have been in the basement for about an hour. The door leading into the basement was shut tight with a stainless steal shield of protection, that blocks anyone from coming in and going out. I sit on the floor with my head in my hands as I think about everyone that I know that is up in the battlefield ready to fight. 

Maybe if you weren't a slacker than you would be out there with them. 

Oh shut up my inner thoughts! I know my flaws, I know what I should've and could've done, but did I do it.  No. Time and time and again I have somehow failed in being what I should be. 

I was supposed to be a good daughter that represented the legacy of my mother. As you can see I failed miserably in that department. I was supposed to be a good mate to Daniel and make him feel as though he was not alone. As you can see I also failed miserably in that department too. 

It seems as though I am not good at doing anything. The only blessing the Moon Goddess must've given me was being a literal dumbass, I guess. I can't make up my mind for what I want and if I try to choose, I just end up loosing what I want in the end. 

My mind always creeps back to what that dream I once had was all about. I couldn't make a decision on who I wanted to save more. And I ended up losing both in the end. I guess the Moon Goddess doesn't like lukewarm people.

"April?" I look up at Daniel's sister, Lena. "Can I braid your hair?" the girl has been though so much, but she still is so sweet and respectful. If I was in her position I probably would've gone insane. 

"Yeah," I give her a smile and her dark brown eyes that are similar to my mate's brightens up. I turn slightly and she gets started. 

"Wooo!"

Before I am even ready for it, a wolf's howl cuts through the semi-peaceful atmosphere, bringing everyone out of their calm state of mind. A cool shiver runs down my back, but Lena does not stop braiding my hair. 

Loud snarls and growls can be heard and everyone knows that the war has begun.

"Mommy is daddy going to be okay?" a small five year old girl with a curly poof on her head asks her mother.

"Yes he's going to be fine, now go to sleep," she pats the blanket that is on the floor. There are a group of individuals that have gathered their children to rest while this war is going on. Honestly I don't blame them, I would want my baby to sleep through this nightmare as well. 

Something crashes into the pack house making a huge noise. I squeeze my eyes tight as another crash goes through. There are more growls and snarling before there is a loud bang up against the metal door. 

Everyone flinches. 

Lena stops braiding to hug me and I hold her just as tight. There is another bang, but it is put to a stop when it sounds as though someone intervenes and fights the intruder away. Everyone calms down a bit  as the fighting is taken elsewhere. 

The baby that was crying earlier, begins crying again. Lena's grip on me becomes tighter. The children are too scared to sleep. My heart races to not think about the people I love getting hurt. 

Why must I be so weak at a time like this?

I squeeze my eyes shut and something happens. All of the anxiety I was feeling vanishes from my body. I feel as though I am floating and when I open my eyes, the room with all the pack members disappears. I am in a hazy blue room. 

I turn around, but there is nothing and no one in sight. A finger taps on my shoulder, I twirl around to come face to face with someone who is the exact replica of me. 

What the hell?!?

I look the person up and down, but I notice we do not have everything in common. Her curly black hair has several grey strands running through it, the skin around her eyes has crows feet that seems more distinctive than mine. And what really makes me realize the difference is her eyes that hold a tired look. 

Not a, 'I need to go to bed look,' but a, 'It has been a long journey look.' 

I take a step back as I know who this person is. 

"Mom?"I ask quietly, afraid that she will disappear. She gives me the most heart warming smile that instantly makes me feel like I am on top of the world. 

"Hi baby," her comforting voice says softly. I wrap my arms around her and she does the same. We hug each other tightly for quite a moment and when we pull away, I wipe away tears that I didn't even know were streaming down my face. She brushes my curly hair out of of my face as she stares at me with her own tears welling up in her eyes. 

Pure love can be seen in her eyes. She looks at me as though I am the most important thing in her life. The same emotion comes over me too as I look back at her, but I don't think the love I have for her is as strong as hers for me. 

"My sweet baby," she kisses the top of my head and pulls me in, "I love you so much," the emotions and the feelings she has for me feel so generous and not artificial at all. Visions of her pregnant form comes into my mind and one vision in particular shows how she was in a chair rocking back and forth while singing and rubbing her belly that held me inside. 

"You have been through so much," she breathed as she gazes back into my eyes. "I know your father and brothers have been so hard on you," she whispers, "they do it because they love you." 

"I know," I tell her. 

"I wish I could have been there when you met your mate, at least I could have eased some of the pain off," a tear escapes and rolls down the dark skin on her face, "He seems like a gentleman even though he has a dark past." 

"He is," I say. 

"You both have gone through a lot, but the love you have for one another is so strong," a smile crosses her face. 

"He rejected me mom," I croak out as the pain I feel from the rejection still hurts.

"He only did it because he loves you, he knew you were strong enough to handle it and keep going," she places a hand on my cheek. 

"I am not strong mom, I am weak," I state. 

"Shush. You are strong. You might not be physically, but you are mentally and that's all that matters. Do you think I was the best at PE or the best at hand to hand combat. No, I wasn't. But I made up for it because I knew what I had to do. People get so blinded by what is on the outside that they do not see what is on the inside. I became Luna for a reason April." she states.

"Your father could have rejected me because I was a plain small grey wolf, but he didn't. He looked beyond what he saw and what others were telling him. He saw a mate that would help him lead his pack and how I wouldn't crumble under pressure. You have that same ability baby, you just have to unlock it," she finishes, leaving me speechless for a minute. 

"But how am I supposed to unlock it mom? How am I supposed to be like you? How am I-" she places a finger on my lip to shut me up. 

"You be yourself and when the time comes, you will know," she smiles. "Look," she points at the ground we are standing on. We stand high enough to see everything that is going on in the fight. My stomach wrenches as I see the gruesome and bloody fighting. "I am going to send you back," she states.

"Wait, what? Mom I don't want to go," I whip my head to look at her frantically. "I have so much more I want to talk about," I cry as she waves and starts to fade away. 

"Another time baby, another time," tears stream down her face and gentle happiness is the last expression I see on her face. 

"Mom! Wait!" I try to run to her but my feet stay glued to where they are at. 

My eyes open and she is gone, I glance around my surroundings and my body freezes. I am outside of the pack house. I stand in a shed. No one sees me, but I see everyone through the dark tinted windows. Blood splatters as someone rips off someone else's paw. I want to puke as I see this, I walk to the exit of the shed. My bones transform me into my wolf as I think it would be better for me to not be in my human form. 

Two wolves that I know are not on our side, stand outside of the doors. I pause and stand like a statue as one sniffs. They growls when they pick up on my scent, but the other wolf barks for them to go. I breathe out in relief as they leave. 

I walk out of the shed making sure to check that no one is in sight. Thankfully there isn't. I look around the side of the shed to see someone coming, before I can hide they catch me and run to me. 

Tiana's reddish and gold wolf jumps from out of the shadow. She snarls at me and I cower away. But I stop cowering when I notice the limp of her back leg and the blood coming from her half bitten ear. 

I know she is questioning why I am here, but I shake my head. I push her body to go into the shed. She tries to fight me, but finally obliges to my wishes. Her body transforms into her human form. 

"Aah," she touches her ear that bleeds. I grab a towel that is on a cabinet in the shed with my mouth and give it to her. "Do you mind telling me what the fuck you are doing here?" she whispers loudly. I shake my head and turn around to leave, "April! It is too dangerous!" I look back at her one more time and leave. 

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In history class we used to read about all of these wolf wars, but they were nothing like how I thought they were.

Currently I am hiding behind trees as I watch what is going on. So many people have died and their wolf forms lie on the ground lifeless. What the history books left out was how people lost so many people that they knew and had relationships with. Seeing people that I grew up with, now staring at the sky with no life in them is breaking my heart, but I keep going.

It feels as if this fighting will go on forever, I don't know how or when this will end. Or even what the consequences will be if we win or if the Rogues win. My eyes catch Mateo and Tina fighting beside each other. They seem like a power couple and I wish I could be like that, but I remember what mom said.

'You be yourself and when the time comes, you will know.'Her soft and comforting voice rings through my mind.

I see Maximus swing a wolf's body a yard away. Other wolves try to jump on him, but he expertly dodges them. George pounds the face of a wolfs head in. Hazel rips off the tail of another wolf, making it scream terribly loud.

Damien pushes a wolf that is on top of him off, making them fly across the field. Mia runs across the field while a wolf chases from behind her and another wolf comes running to her in the front. She jumps before she slams into the wolf in the front of her, making the wolf behind her smash into the other and the two collapse from the impact.

My father with his dark brown wolf easily takes down several wolves at a time. He seems so strong and it makes my heart hurt as I remember how my mother's face softened as she spoke about him.

"Beautiful isn't it," a deep voice speaks in my head. I jump and look behind me to come face to face with a light brown male wolf. His stance screams Alpha as he looks at me. His wolf somehow smiles at me creepily, but then it ticks.

The guy from the party at the Survivors pack grounds who had light brown skin, a bright smile, and a pair of glasses pops into my mind.

"Wow your'e beautiful and smart," his charming smile becomes bigger. I back away out of fear. How does he know what I was thinking about, but something else clicks in my mind. The Rogue pack's members had special abilities that they used to their advantage.

"Exactly," he comes forward. I move to the side so, he does not come closer to me, I run as fast as I can away. The Alma river is by my side as I run, the adrenaline in my veins Is the only reason I am semi-fast right now. After about five minutes, I slide to a dangerous stop on my haunches as I stop at the cliff that leads into the waterfall.

"Took you long enough," he stares at me nonchalantly. My heart squeezes as his wolf stands next to me now. Before I can run away, he goes onto his hind legs and falls on me, pinning me to the ground. "Now that I have you where I want you," he takes me into his visions.

Visions and memories of his childhood run across my mind. Of how his parents left him at the border of a random pack, of how he was bullied for being an Omega in his old pack, of how kids would try to drown him in the schools toilets, of how he discovered his abilities, but did not know how to use them to his advantage.

But then his visions take me to when the old Rogue pack tore his old pack apart and they were about to kill him, but Janice came in and stopped them.

"He's one of us," she stated and she took him in as her son. There are memories of her training him on how to control what he wants to see and hear from individuals.

"I though Janice's son died!" I say, managing to pull out of his visions. He grins again, taking me back under his memories. It goes back to the old war where the Rogue pack was ended the first time. It shows me how he denied being a son of the Alpha and begged for mercy. He was forgiven because he was a child, but really he knew how to use his abilities (thanks to Janice) to sway it his way.

He used to stay on the Blue Moon Pack grounds. There is a small memory of him gazing at a small dark skin girl with black curly hair.

It's me

The emotion that overcame him was immense and intense as he stared at me. All the dirty images he wanted to do to me came though his mind. A shiver of disgust ran through me.

Then his visions show me how he left the Blue Moon Pack's grounds with one goal in mind.

Revenge

For the rest of the visions there is a montage of him building the Rogue Pack back to what is was before, but better this time. And when they began to attack their first few packs he felt proud. The memory of him meeting me on the balcony on the night of the attack on the Survivors pack popped up. He was left speechless and joyful at seeing me. He made up the story that he had a dangerous mate, to form a bond with me.

But the anger of seeing me being marked made him angry, but he allowed me and Daniel to escape.

When he met Janice who was cowering in fear. The admiration he had for her as a mother was long gone because she abandoned him like his biological parents. When he needed her the most. He killed her with no questions asked. Her screams filled my ears.

He shows me the memory of how Daniel and the refugees came to fight against them, while they were on the way here. He saw them as nothing more than a speck of ants as his members easily disposed the already damaged refugees.

"I hope you like the movie," His wolf's tongue licks the side of my face. What he wants to do with me makes me flinch as it slips into my mind.

"Get off of her!" I hear my father's Alpha's voice booms. I look to see him standing a few meters away.

"Alpha Raymond, it is so great to see that you have joined us," his wolf grins. My father is usually composed at all times for the most part, but he loses his cool as he lunges at the wolf on me. The two fight as I try to stand to my feet, but what I see next does not prepare me.

The guy manages to snap my father's neck, making a loud crackling noise go throughout the misty air. The life in my father's eyes disappears, my weak legs give out and the guy lifts my dad's limp body, throwing him over the edge into the waterfall.

A howl that doesn't sound like mine at all runs through my whole body, making the whole forest shake.

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I am not the best at writing stuff like this, but hopefully ya'll understood what I was trying to convey. 

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