chapter 59
It was the best of time. It was the worst of time. I never understood that until now. We are fighting a battle we can't see always playing catch up. My enemy has no face but his name is once again filling fear in everyone. I was looking through old records. Trying to find a way to find the rogue king or at the very least a few of his top wolves. While reading I found that over the generations a rogue sees himself as a king and plagues the lands only to disappear again. Father had started a flow chart I found folded up in one of the books. He has a theory that its an alliance between packs and there isn't just one rogue king but several. I can't say I disagree looking at the list of things father has written. In my grandfather's time, there was a great drought in the lands. Everyone was hurting for food and water. All but the black rose pack. Being blessed by the goddess she made sure we had what we needed. We started sending supplies to the alpha of alphas to help the wolves. Several times the supply wagon was attacked as the goods were stolen.
We lost many wolves during that time. All our hard work was going to the rogue king who then offered it to the packs at a high almost too high of a cost. My grandfather lost so much during this time either by the attacks or from starvation. He lost not only his mate but my father's twin and their sister only 3 years old at the time. When the fight came to our door grandfather sent my grandmother and pups along with the other noncombative wolves to the alpha of alpha’s castle. Having spent hours days even mapping a route through all the areas that seem to be safe from attacks. It was all for nothing. The route got back to the rogue kings. To this day no one knows how he found out. The groups were all attacked. Most of the pups were taken by some women as well. Several wolves were found slaughtered. The wolves they did find had been violated in some way. Father was found barely hanging on along with Travis, johns father both huddled together their bond being so strong is what saved them. They believe if Travis and my father had not been future alpha and beta they would not have made it. Though they didn’t make it out unharmed. They both had been cursed to only bear one pup an heir and no more. And true to that only john and I had been born. Our mothers both died at a young age. They had both become pregnant once again and due to commutations no one saw coming they died. The actual cause was never found or never documented.
Father had spent years building a relationship with the coven nearby. Both our raced not that friendly with the other. This is because of land. We need it to run and live. They need it to siphon magic. To grow herbs. They didn’t need as much room as we do but they sure think they do. If we can shift and run at least three times a week we will go made. How Allie survived all those years I have no clue. I wonder if it was due to her wolf being just out of reach. She could brush it at the edge of her continuous but never actually touch or grab her wolf. All theories I am not willing to find the answers for.
I was so deep in reading this report I didn’t smell or hear Hannah come in. I had moved to the couch a while ago. I had my head tilted back looking at the ceiling seeing nothing trying to work through all the clues I had found. None of them fit together. Who has benefited from the rogue king and who has lost much from them? And there is no real answer. I feel hands on my thighs for a split second I had thought it was Allie but no sparks. Jumping back growling loudly. The walls shake Hannah now bowing so low her head is on the ground. “what the actual fuck Hannah. I told you to keep your distance from me.” the door flying open at the same time. Allie rushing in the first worry then anger fill the bond. She had no dought felt my shock more than anger. Hannah didn’t get a chance to answer when Allie grabbed a handful of her hair ripping her back. “you touched what is mine you shall pay.” allies fist came in contact with Hannah's nose making a sicking crunchy noise. Tossing her back she drops to a defensive stance in front of me. “this is your one chance to challenge me for my title and mate after this moment there will not be another. Try me whore!” Allie sneers at Hannah. To say I was mildly turned on would be a lie I was very turned on by Allie right now. Mentally slapping myself not the time for this.
Hannah stands up glaring at Allie with a smirk on her lips. Worry filling me at the thought of Allie getting hurt but I also know she been training super hard. “not in my office ten minutes in the training arena.” I order. I happen to like how my office looks right now so I want to keep it this way. Hannah storms out no dought to change out of whatever strip of fabric she is in not that there is much there but probably the best fighting outfit. Allie and I head to our room so she can change. Watching her strip her clothes off I am fighting myself to take her right here right now. “keep it in your pants and think of naked grannies I need to stay focused.” the look in her eyes tells me she's far from joking around. I can see murder in her eyes she doesn't plan to let Hannah remain here one way or another. “hey let's just banish her after you beat her you don’t want someone's blood on your hands.” I try and reason but it's like her ears have locked out all sounds of reason. She is a full-blown marked mated and named Luna. She is finally standing up for herself and what she wants. There is no one that cant stand in her way right now not even I. I just hope some of that anger burns off before she does something she can't take back.
