145. Cade
Cade
The pack was ecstatic to be doing something. We had been training for so long but had not been doing anything. I knew how everyone was on edge when we still had not had contact with the rest of our pack. Kaya and I both had started to have concerns about the lack of communication. But when I got that package from Howi, a switch in my brain went off.
He had threatened my pack and my family, which he had done before, but hearing him threaten my daughter, I could not handle it. I wanted him destroyed, and if I couldn't get my hands on him, I would get my hands on anything of his and destroy it. He deserved to suffer. He deserved to have no home, and I intended to give it to him.
I could tell Kaya was confused about how I made plans without her. I saw it in her face when I told her to go back to bed. I had not given her an opportunity to have a say. I wanted action, and I didn't care about anything else. I felt guilty for addressing the pack without her knowing what I was saying. I had not mind linked her as I called the pack to action. I don't know why exactly. Maybe it was because I felt like she would be reasonable but I no longer wanted to be.
I wanted to act. Howi had acted and it was time for me to answer his stupid packages he insisted on sending to me. His stupid, taunting letters needed a response, and this one would set him up for failure. I ran fast, my huge paws hitting the ground with my pack around me. None of us hesitated. The pack wanted to get their frustrations out. We would dismantle any home Howi had.
We found no signs of life when we arrived at the pack lands. We all shifted, and the majority of the pack had come. Only a few remained, and I looked at Mark, who, like me, looked like he wanted to kill something. "Burn it all!" I shouted, and the pack cheered as everyone ran off in different directions. None of them cared. They were naked. I looked at Mark. "We need to grab Salt before it all gets burnt. There should be a shed with winter preparations, and there will be Salt there."
He smiled. He knew what we were doing. We would make it so even the ground would not recover for a long time. Mark and I made our way and finally found over 100 pounds of Salt for the roads. With the help of others, we got to work salting everything we could. I wanted this place uninhabitable. "How are we going to poison the water?" I smiled wickedly at Mark. The fires had begun. I called the pack to hunt.
They were surprised. "Kill, eat your fill, then drag the carcass back and stuff everything with water with the bodies. I know they have a well for their water supply. Find it, dig it up, and stuff the dead in there. Dig as your wolves. It will be faster." I commanded. The fire was blazing, and all of us ran to the woods as wolves and began to hunt in small groups. I could hear everything around me. Bones breaking of animals. It was just carnage.
The pack worked through the night. Stuffing Carcasses in every spec of water. The several wells were all dug up and stuffed with all matter of dead things. The pack and I stayed there to ensure everything was reduced to ash. When the next morning sun broke through, the howls ripped through the air. Mine starting it all. It felt like I could do something. The pack had turned more into a mob at this point. I called for us to not hesitate and run across the country to do the same thing to his old pack lands.
I wanted it so there was nowhere to retreat to. The pack felt the same. We took off running east. I knew where we were going. I had seen a map. We ran for days until we reached there. Just like his other lands, this one was empty. We did as we had before, setting fires, salting the ground, and poisoning the water. But as the flames and smoke filled the sky, I heard Kaya in my head. "Cade, Howi, he is here." I stopped what I was doing. I looked to my right to see Mark. "Howi is at Shadow Pack." "What?" "Kaya said he was there."
Both of us started to mind-link everyone, telling them we needed to head back and that Howi was at Shadow Pack. I felt so stupid. I had done it again. I had left Kaya, and she had fallen into Howi's hands. "Kaya," I mind-linked her. "Does he have you?" "Are you kidding me, Cade? I would not be taken as a prisoner in my home." "So he is not in the packhouse." "No, he is not; he is at the border. He tried to pass through, but he couldn't." "What do you mean he couldn't?"
I was so confused. Why was he not getting in? What had Kaya done? "You left the northers that Nieva sent us with me, and well, I didn't exactly go to bed when you told me." "Kaya, what did you do?" "I laid land mines and traps as soon as you left. I was not going to leave us unprotected." I was shocked by what I was hearing and how she knew how to make land mines. "Kaya, how?" "Well, it is not like I just read fiction all the time. I have been reading about humans and how they fight, and I thought it might come in handy. Land mines seemed like a good idea at the time. Robert and the others helped me make them and lay them."
I was proud of her, but then it also occurred to me how we would get back into the pack. We didn't know where everything was. We would be blown up, as well as our adversary. "Kaya, how are we supposed to get to you." "That had not really occurred to me when we were laying them. I just knew we couldn't be defenseless while you were gone. But Cade, we couldn't make a lot of them. There was not enough time. Once Howi finds out there are only ten or so, he will break through the border. The threat of being blown up like his first several wolves is the only thing keeping him at bay at the moment. But once he figures it out, Cade, we will be swarmed."
This was bad. We were in a tight spot. I knew it. Would I have to go through the pain of losing Kaya again? I couldn't, I wouldn't. I felt so stupid. I had left my mate and pup alone to vent my anger. I had been carless, and it was coming to bite me in the ass. I pushed the pack we had to get back. I knew we would be vastly outnumbered when we got there. But there was nothing to do about that. This was all coming to a head. We would die fighting, or we would survive.
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