Chapter 47

Gabriel had sent eight werewolves. No ordinary werewolves, eight of his personal army. Elliot had never personally met any of them, they spent most of their time up in the hills or at the pack house. They trained a lot, that much Elliot knew. Their wolf form was terrifying enough to see and their human form too. They were also more wolf than human too, it was so easy to see in their mannerisms. The way they growled, the way they could talk to each other with just a few grunts or howls.

Elliot both feared and revered them but then they came with bad news. Tony’s dead body had been found. Killed with a silver bullet. His mate too. Elliot knew what that meant. It was obvious someone was out to get them. And his mind shuddered at the thought of the person being his own brother. He didn’t want to believe that Lyle would take such a stupid risk. It was very stupid and it sounded extremely comical to say the least.

Except Lyle had found support from some external forces, Lyle didn’t have it in him to go against Gabriel. It was suicide if he was putting it mildly.


He was talking to the guards when he heard them say they could smell other werewolves in the perimeter. They moved quick, taking precautions. Elliot rushed back inside to check on Lori and make sure she and the baby were safe.

He couldn’t avoid it, what would happen would be nothing short of a bloodbath and Lori would have no choice but to witness it all. The only thing he could do was prevent her and the baby from getting hurt.

And then he heard the first bullet and he went still with fear.

Elliot had never fought a wolf before in his life. Sure he had gone through the one year mandatory basic survival training that Moon fang werewolves were meant to take but that was years ago. And he had not visited another training camp again after that. He always stayed out of everything. Everything that had to do with the fights, blood and gore.

It was one of the reasons he lived with Gabriel. His best protection would come from the alpha. No other place.

But now the fight had come to him.

Even with the morbid fear in his guts, he still had to mobilize the staff.

“By now I’m sure you all have an idea of what’s happening.”

He said as he took another peek out the window.

Mr Gregory nodded.

“Yes. We are being attacked.”

“Yes. Barricade every door, or open entrance and stand guard.”

“We cannot let them get in.”

He added.

“But what if they do?”

Sylvia asked. There was fear in her eyes, real actual fear. She had probably never fought a day in her life either.

“Then we’ll fight. Protect Lori and the baby at all cost.”

He said and watched her cover her mouth with her hands.

“I’m sure you’ve all taken the blood oath. You know what it means, you know what it entails.“

“Whatever you do. Don’t let them get in. I will be upstairs guarding Lori.”

He said as he left them without any more words and climbed up the stairs.

He himself was ready.

He would be ready.




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Gabriel heard the wolves from a mile away.

He parked his car a few feet away from his residence and tore off his clothes in anger. It was the only way he could beat them. With Stealth.

They would never see him coming.

He would make sure of that.

He fell to his knees on all four. Gabriel stood rigid in the moonlight, his blue eyes turning a bright amber gold. His bones shifted inside of him and he bit his lips to stop his growl from getting too loud.

Every bone in his body broke and reformed. His skin became fur, fur as black as the night sky with not a speck of white, his legs became long, heavy and sturdy limbs and his face contorted. He could feel the sharp incisors growing out of his mouth and the pure feral rage that started to flood his senses.

Once he turned there was no going back. Gabriel would only be able to think of two things, to protect and to kill. And now the instinct to kill was overriding any logical sense or thought that he had ever had.


He took the path in the woods, a secret path that he used for his runs. The only other person who knew about it was Elliot and he doubted that the intruders knew about them. As he got closer he heard the howls of the wolves in his pack. It was not a howl of defeat, or warning, it was one of victory.

They must be winning.

Gabriel thought as he snarled in contentment. As he drew closer to the shrubs at the back of the pool house he started seeing a clear view of all of them. There were at least ten intruder wolves. At least the ones he could see. They had jumped over the gate, while another distracted his wolves with warning shots. There were at least two of his wolves standing guard at the house door in their wolf form, snarling and growling.

But there was another werewolf he could see, one that had taken the opportunity to deviate from the group and was now looking for an entrance in, seeing his guards were preoccupied.

Gabriel snarled deeply.

Oh no. He wouldn’t let any of them get away with it.

Not one.




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Lori sat on the bare cold floor in front of Gabriel’s closet while clutching Emilia to her chest. God she was dying of curiosity but she didn’t move from her spot. The sounds she was hearing. They, they were not normal. No, they didn’t sound normal. She tried Gabriel’s number again, it just have been the tenth time but he still wasn’t picking up.

Another howl pierced the air and she squirmed. Oh god.

At this point she was convinced something weird was happening. Something unbelievably weird and strange.

Emilia was calm and drowsy, despite all the chaos and noise. Lori set her down in a makeshift bed on the floor and crawled towards the window. She had to see. Had to see for herself what was going on just before she decided to call 911.

That was smart right? That would be the smart option.

In front of the window she peeped and saw the most horrendous thing she had ever seen in her life.

Blood. Fangs. Fur.

It was a gory sight. One she could not even explain.

Wolves.

Large wolves. About three times the size of any normal wolf she could remember. Actual wolves were fighting right in front of Gabriel’s yard.

They snarled. Teeth sharp and biting, their growls sent shivers down Lori’s spine and she slightly shook in fear. They tore at each other like the animals they were, feral, rabid with the unmistakeable thirst for blood. They would all kill each other.

It was terrifying!

Where? Where were all the guards?!

Did they run away? Would she have to call animal control instead?

No. These were no normal wolves.

Her jaw slacked.

What?!

But there was one, one large black wolf that looked so familiar to her. She couldn’t place it. Or decide who or what he was. But he was brutal.

He tore through the other wolves like they were rag-dolls. Some of the wolves who saw him ran away from him whimpering.

He looked like a demon. A demon wolf.

Lori was completely terrified, but still didn’t tear her eyes away from the gory sight.

The demon wolf’s hackles rose, and his muzzle curled back to expose pearl-white fangs. He had found an opponent, one nearly close to his size, a grey wolf with black stripes, eyes were liquid gold and gleaming in the dark like lamplights. His jaw was covered with blood and he seemed to tease the demon wolf with the snarls he was making.

The demon wolf didn’t even flinch. Ears shoved forward, tail held high, he circled his opponent.

Both wolves paced stiffly, tails lashing as they waited for the other to make a move. The grey wolf kept his weight evenly on all four legs, aware of the treacherous nature of the slippery grass they stalked upon. If he set his weight wrong when he pounced, he could end up slipping and provide the one fatal opening for the other wolf to win this fight.

Lori watched in bewilderment, surprisingly finding herself rooting for the demon wolf.

The grey snapped his jaws in an attempt to startle him, but the growl in the demon wolf’s chest kept growing and he didn't even blink.

His expression held one of amusement, almost as if he was questioning the audacity of the grey wolf to challenge him.

The growl evolved, fluctuated, and with a howl the demon wolf lunged.

Lori let out a shriek and Emilia cried out in fear.

She tore her eyes away from the window and rushed to the baby, grabbing her and rocking her. In the same breath she ran back to the window and found the grey wolf running away with it's tail behind it's legs, blood staining it’s grey coat in a deep dark red color. Lori didn't think the wolf would survive. Not with the amount of blood lost.
As the grey wolf whimpered away, a strange still silence covered the air. And Lori had the strangest feeling like it was all over. Relief washed over her but she still looked on in fear.


Some of the wolves ran towards the gate, as if searching for more wolves to fight with.

The demon wolf stayed, turning slightly to face the house. It’s eyes looked up, they were amber gold. And they seemed to glow in the night. Even though she knew she was far away from the yard and the window blinds covered her, she still felt like the demon wolf was staring directly at her.

She stood perfectly still, watching him, never breaking eye contact and right in front of her eyes, the demon wolf started transforming.

It’s fur completely left, it’s bones cracking, limbs became hands and legs and muzzle became a face.

“Oh my God.”

Lori whimpered as the demon wolf slowly raised it’s face, still looking right at her.

Gabriel.

It was Gabriel. 
The Alpha’s Nanny.
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