Chapter 69

**Cole**

“Alpha the scouts have not found her on Blue Moon Pack territory. They must be holding her in a prison of some kind. That we could not locate. But The scouts did report that he has a newborn he is calling his son.” Adam reports to me.

I know we are just outside of their territory. I think we still need to wait till we know where to locate Winter. I tell this much to Adam. He agrees and sends the scouts back in to do some digging. I cannot help but think that Alpha Ryan is parading my child as his.

Also why is it just one newborn? Winter was having twins. Did the other die. NO, I cannot afford to think like that. Maybe the newborn is not even Winters and mine but his. I just need to stay calm and relax. Things will be okay I will get My mate back and our boys will be safe in our arms at home in the packhouse.

Three days go by with no news on Winter. Adam and I decide if we do not get intel back in the next 24 hours, we will go in. Even if it is blind. I am trying hard to stay positive, but the wait and worry is tiring me. I am having a hard time staying positive at this point.

It is around 8pm and we see red flames. We start to hear screams and cries. What is happening. What is going on. I want to go and see but Adam advises me to let whatever is happening to let it happen. His plan sounds good in the carnage we can go in and see what happened and hopefully get Winter out.

**Winter**

I feel fully rested. It has been three days and I am going to escape. I have healed and feel strong. I spent the last few days healing and summoning all the power I have in me. I am getting my sons back and we are going home.

I stand up and force the silver bars apart. I know my hands are badly burnt but I do not care. The anger I feel is being filled by my scorched flesh. I feel the strongest anger I have ever felt overcome me. I stand there for a moment and heal my hands. But as I do everything I have been forcing down comes bubbling to the surface.

This pack killed my family destroyed my home. They took my kids and want to use me. Fuck no. It is time for them to know what I felt. It is time for them to know what having no one is like. I stride out of the prison. It comes out to the packhouse. I look around and see some man standing there.

Before he can send a mind link, I shift mid pounce and rip out his throat I start to hunt around looking for Ryan. I know I am slaying everyone in my way, but I do not care. They deserve it. I cannot find him so as I leave the packhouse I think back to my childhood seeing my home burn. They deserve it I think to myself.

I decide to light the house on fire and sure enough it starts to burn. But my need for revenge is not quenched. I Start to kill aimlessly looking for Ryan. But I cannot locate him. I am sure he has fled because at this point everyone must know their end is coming.

I decide to retrieve my other son from the midwife. I cut down everyone I encounter. I do not care who they are. They are responsible. They murdered my family they took my kids and I want to see them all burn and die.

I reach the Midwifes home and shift. I break down her door and start to look for her. When I do find her, she is cowering in the closet. With a small basket next to her and I see my beautiful baby boy. I go down to pick him up, but she shoves me away.

Who does she think she is? That is my baby, and she is keeping me from him. I growl and pick her up by the throat she croaks out. “Please please do not hurt the baby.” Why would I hurt my own child? Does she not know who I am.

I take in my appearance I am covered in blood. I have set aflame to this pack. And now the only women who helped me is now scared that I will hurt her. I drop her down and she crawls over to the basket with my son in it.

I walk over and pick up my son. She is walling. “NO don’t! Please he is just a baby don’t hurt him.” I look into his black eyes they look just like mine. I cradle him close to me and he seems so much at peace. I look at the walling midwife and just say “Thank you” and walk out of her house.

I take time to look at what I have done. There are hundreds of bodies splayed across the ground. Now the packhouse has ignited many more buildings. There are mothers holding there screaming children. I do not see one man alive. A few women and children. I sit down in the bloodied grass next to the masses of bodies and hold my baby.

Then I see him. He is holding a tiny bundle. It is Ryan and he has my other son. I stand holding the younger of the boys close to my chest and start to approach the bastard who turned me into a monster.

I think to myself he imprisoned me. He murdered my family destroyed everything. Then let me fester to make me into this thing. I won't let him get away with this. Oh no he is dying today, and I am going to keep my promise. His head will be separated from his body.