Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
“Lorelai. I was hoping you would arrive. Just in time to see me slaughter your new family.” My father smirked, and I closed my fists, anger coiling through me.
“They’re more of a family to me than you ever were.”
“But they are not blood.”
“That doesn’t matter,” I bit back, but my father just snickered.
“Naive little winter born, aren’t you, sweetheart?” he said patronizingly, and I pursed my lips, my eyes narrowing on him.
He was such an arrogant prick. I was glad I hadn’t known him growing up. If I had, maybe I would be on the other side of this war.
But my mother’s influence flowed in me, and there was no way I was backing down and letting my father destroy the pack I was meant to be a part of.
They may have taken awhile to warm up, but they were my family. I felt them in my link with the alphas, I felt when they hurt, and I felt the respect and trust they placed in me.
I was not going to let them down like my village had done to me.
“No. You are naive. You are fighting a war that you have no place in.
“Why couldn’t you just let the humans be happy? Now everyone is dying, and it is your fault,” I bit back, wishing there was any point in reasoning with him, but by the way his face contorted into a sneer, I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
“The humans were slaves!” my father roared, and my alphas growled in warning, stepping forward so my father had no hope of getting to me.
I grabbed their hands and kept them back.
If anyone was taking my father out, it was me. Not just for the way he was treating me but for the way he had treated the ladies of the village and how he had manipulated my brother.
“You have no idea how big of a role the humans played in the overall balance, Father.
“We may not have the luxuries of the city, but we weren’t dying, and if anything, our own customs kept us tethered to the life we led.
“We didn’t have to have a choosing ceremony. We didn’t have to have a widows’
village. We chose those things.”
“Of course you would lay the blame on your own kind. The virgin ceremony broke something inside you, I think, daughter.”
“Agree to disagree,” I snapped back.
There was no point in arguing with him. He would never see my point of view or understand what he had done, or was still doing.
“It has come to our attention, wolves, that you are harboring prisoners of our kind.
You do understand what this means?”
He smirked, and I knew something was coming. I felt the buildup inside me, a warning.
They didn’t plan on talking their way out of this stalemate, they were going out the hard way. I just didn’t know how many targets they were planning on taking out with them.
I looked around the clearing they had made in the forest, trees destroyed, roots and debris littering the moss floor covered with blood and bodies.
The sides were even, divided like a barrier was between us, and my eye caught a few of the humans at the back stepping farther away. I narrowed my eyes on the movement.
“They are not prisoners. They have chosen to make peace with our race and are enjoying the benefits of that.
“They have all the luxurious comforts of our city and are free to leave if they wish,”
Derik said, and my shadows bristled.
They wanted to leave my body, but I couldn’t let them. I wasn’t strong enough for that. I did have border magic though, and that warmed my palms.
“Keeping our kind behind your walls is an act of war.”
“That ship has sailed.” Kai scoffed.
“We want our females and widows back.”
“No. They have chosen their side. You can’t hurt them now,” I said, my voice strong and falling into the silence.
My father considered me for a moment as I reached Kai and Derik in my mind.
“They’re stalling us. I can feel something, and my magic wants out. I think they’re going to attack,” I said, and they both tensed.
“The humans are lessening, retreating one by one,” Derik answered, realizing, and I offered a small nod.
“Well then. I guess we will have to come and get them ourselves. We’ll be seeing you soon, wolves.” My father grinned before backing up, not turning his back to us.
I saw red that he would dare threaten to infiltrate us. So much bloodshed, so many wolves dying for his petty bullshit. I was done with it.
I threw out my magic, and a purple shield formed in front of the rest of the humans.
“Call a truce,” I demanded, my shield stopping them from going anywhere.
“Careful what you use,” Cain said in my mind. ~”Your body will tire before your magic does.”~
Kai grabbed my hand, Derik my other, lending their strength through the link.
And then Brax’s shadows were there with us. He pushed them through my body, and they reinforced my magic, renewing the energy within me.
I could take on my father and his humans. He had no idea what he had created by destroying the trust I held in him.
My father slowly turned to me, his eyes narrowing on my hands entwined with my alphas’.
“Traitor,” he spat, my magic highlighting him and the humans that flanked him.
“Call me what you want, I don’t care. Stop attacking, go back to the villages, and fix the balance by being a good human for a change, and then we can all go back to our lives as they are.”
“No,” he said simply.
I knew that was going to be his answer.
A vine of magic from my shield whipped out and latched around his neck. I pulled the vine tight, and he glared, grabbing at it. It seared his skin and he cried out.
I walked forward, anger turning and thrashing through me. I was powerful, I had shadows, border magic, an alpha heir, and the strength of three pissed-off alphas.
My father apparently wanted to learn that the hard way.
“Because of what you did, the border almost collapsed,” I snarled, clinching my magic tighter on his throat.
Tension clouded the air, his humans watching, their hands ready on their weapons, but I didn’t care. My wolves would take them out before they could get to those.
Well, that was the hope. If not, I knew my magic would protect me.
“Good. The vamps can help eradicate you all.” He chuckled, half choking.
I rolled my eyes. “You are delusional if you think the wolves will be the first stop on their bloodlust train.
“The vamps have even less control around humans than wolves do. They’ll kill every last one of you and then say oops, sorry, just like last time.
“Are you really that stupid that you think you can come out of this alive when facing vamps and werewolves?” I asked, and he spat at me.
I growled, telling the alphas to stay where they were before another vine whipped out and grabbed his hands, tying them behind his back.
“And you are delusional if you think I haven’t thought of every way this could play out and made contingencies for every single outcome.
“This has been in the works for years, daughter, and I wouldn’t have done it without knowing I would come out of it.”
“And the rest of the humans? Will they come out safe?”
“Casualties of war are inevitable. I made plans for you and your brother, even your mother, but it seems you have all chosen the losing side and can lie in the bed you made with your choices,” he snapped.
I grew hotter, angrier. Fucking asshole.
One more tightening and I was pretty sure his neck would snap. A split second and he would be gone.
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