Chapter 46
Kaiden
“It isn’t enough!” Someone yelled while I snarled, glimpsing a red can in a young man’s hands. He had to be no older than his early 20’s. He stuffed a flaming rag inside the mouth of it, lit it, then tossed the can.
It was meant for the forest, but I would have none of that. I snarled, running as a human, then having to shift to catch it because I was too slow as I was. All the while I was shot at, but their aim was terrible.
With it in my hands, but not detonated like a pin-pulled grenade, I tossed it as far as I could, seeing it explode. Plastic and fire rained down on mostly their own people, leaving me an opportunity to go after some of them. I went after the one who had the fuel, killing him, tossing him into another man who shot at me.
My Warriors, as well as Leon’s replaced their ranks once anyone got injured. With the way this was going, and the bullets that flew, they Had to. It meant that it was harder for me to give orders to a specific wolf, so instead I common linked whoever was around.
/All injured, report to the clinic. Anyone else, dig dirt on top of the fires! Don’t let the trees catch ablaze!/ I shouted.
[Yes Alpha!] Many said in wolfspeach, but the elder human recognized it.
“He’s calling the shots! Focus on the black one!” He shouted, fighting off Warrior Higgins of LemonMoon with a knife…
I saw him get him good in the shoulder, but the cooperation of us is what saved that Warrior’s life… another wolf swapped, and I had to pay more attention to what was happening to ME.
I was a target now, and many wolves willingly jumped into the fray, breaking formations to make sure I was alright….
It was mayhem.
Humans were being taken down, but their technology is what saved their hides. Guns, bullets, knives and bite suits staved off my Warriors… The only advantage was that they got tired with all their heavy equipment…
Utter chaos was all around with my wolves climbing and jumping off the singed trees. Their weight surprised and crushed many, as there were many of us, but I felt it would be better to come out in waves rather than all at once. At least then, we were more spread out and harder to fight, as there would be more wolves who were battle ready out in the forest. Unfortunately, I had no such luxury. Every bullet that zipped past me was one that could end me.
“There’s too many! Gas ‘um!” Shouted someone else, while a middle aged human sprayed bullets at anything that moved. He was trying to make it to one of the vans, and once he got it, he grinned.
“On it boss!” He yelled, while I ran to him dodging silver left and right. He stopped shooting only for a moment, but in that short time, he held likely the most dangerous thing they owned…
This one had a canister with silver gas inside and he threw it high in the air. I bounded up with a running start, catching it in my mouth and tossed it in the opposite direction of my wolves. Some of the powdered, silver gas got in my mouth, burning my lungs and tongue, but that wasn’t enough to deter me. I wheezed, coughing up blood. I could already feel it going into my bloodstream, but I had to keep fighting for my mate and the pack.
They fired shots into my legs, trying to make me go down, as they still tried to preserve my void black hide while I gasped for air. I lunged at the human responsible, shaking him like a doll before running to another, who shot me in the nose. I winced in pain, and clawed at the stinging sensation of the silver grazing the top of my sensitive snout, fighting my wolf for control. It was times like this where had I not prepared myself, I would have lost it with him, but I kept my composure. I clawed him with all the might I had, slamming him into the truck making a large dent from the impact.
I clawed all the tires, and a wolf in human form had found the canisters of silver and chucked them into the trucks, making the engines explode and the ammo inside to get hot and go off inside the trucks. The explosion was a good idea, but with bullets spraying, nearly everyone in the battlefield got at least a graze from the stray rain of projectiles.
They scattered, running low on ammunition, and not suspecting that we would know that they had planned to attack us. 2 more vans showed up, with 5 people each inside, it seemed like they were trying to help the rest escape, but I would have none of it.
I shifted into my human form to throw a gun at the tires of one, causing it to lose it’s passenger side wheel totally, and the other sped to me. they all got out, and I shifted out the way to a barrage of bullets. They didn’t want my pelt anymore, they wanted revenge it seemed. They were surrounded by at least 80 warriors, and one very pissed off Alpha. I ran around them in a large circle, then I tried moving erratically when it wasn’t working. I was slowing down, but I didn’t have a choice. My legs were bleeding and I was getting tired, but the thought of my Luna kept me going.
POW!
I Screamed as my wolf, nearly instantly losing control, but there was no fight left in my limbs for Rakaam. I got shot in the base of the spine, making me lose my momentum, falling and sliding a few feet. There was only 8 or 9 left, and they still had 1 working truck. I played dead. Their leader walked up to me with his gun, and was about to shoot me in the head, before skinning me.
I heaved my body forward, grabbing him by the face and shaking him, causing him to shoot me in the stomach. My snarls alerted the pack, and they swarmed the rest. I was too tired to see if they caught anyone else. I just wanted rest.
And I swear I saw the Lady pat my head.
….She was a beautiful woman who’s skin changed as the moon does, but her hair and eyes were silver and white… she shined like a coin, but that was all I could make out….
“His blood smells like kerosene.” Said I think Marcy’s mate, but I wasn’t sure.
I don’t remember much of what else was said, but I felt my body moving likely slung onto an ATV. I don’t know how much time passed; my body was too heavy to fight even my eyelids.
“Alpha is the priority!” I heard Commander Marcy shout as she carried me with her mate. I could tell that much, but I could also hear arguing as I passed in and out of consciousness.
“No… save the survivors first….” I managed to groan, but I don’t think they understood me, and if they did, they ignored my direct order.
“What about Warrior Franz’s mate?” Asked a she wolf… I think it was a nurse.
“My mate was on that ATV too…. Where is he?” Said a panicked Warrior.
“He’s already dead… I’m sorry…. His heart stopped on the way…. So we had to make room for others….” She said to his mate, and I could hear him wail. I heard him shift and gallop off, and I felt for him… but as a Ranked Wolf in the pack… we could die. It was something that we as the protectors of the pack had no choice but to understand and accept, hard as it may be. I felt myself feel warmer and warmer as I closed my eyes, then cold as ice…. Then nothing.
…Then…humming. I couldn’t make out if it was a song, random, or what… but I felt my head be stroked as my wolf. The hands were soft and encouraging.
Was it my time? Was I forgiven for my blasphemy, and worst of all, my hubris all those years ago….
Then the pain returned… I could only assume by the soft beeps, that I wasn’t dead, but I’d gotten closer to it than I Ever had before… and hopefully never would again… I was in and out… I could hear voices of the doctors, though it was too distorted to understand, nor remember what they were saying…. I had to have been on a lot of drugs… but at least they didn’t give up on me.
Silver is our truest, most deadly weakness. I could feel that my wounds were not healing at the regular rate they usually do… even something as simple as opening my eyes felt like I was taking a boulder up a mountain…
I woke up to myself on machines along with other warriors, and I felt like shit. Rakaam immediately took over, healing what he could, we were so tired. “My Alpha, please don’t move, your spinal nerves are still reconnecting.” Dr. Goldman stated, and bowed as deep as he could.
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