It’s now a little past midnight and we still haven’t found Amara. My parents including our former gamma and beta have traveled to pack lands near our borders to check for clues or to find out if any of them has seen or noticed anything, while Dakota, Wyatt, Hunter, and I have divided into different search parties and are now leading a group of eight members each. We figured we will be able to cover more areas faster and more effectively this way rather than sticking together all throughout. I am beyond distressed because I have no clue whether or not she is injured. However, I can still feel that she’s alive and that fuels my hope more than ever and I’d give anything to see her again.
Her scent is faintly everywhere and it’s making everyone go in circles which I believe is successfully keeping all of us off track if that is indeed the enemy's plan of attack. However, I have realized that the strongest and most recent scent I have caught was in the direction of the lake, so I dashed through the woods heading for it eyeing every shadow, tree, and movement. It has been weeks since I’ve been here and it’s making me hope that Amara would miraculously show up at any given time unharmed. This became her favorite place too despite the fact that the last memory she had of this place was very unpleasant. This is the last area we’ve checked and if I can’t find her here, then I might possibly go insane with rage.
I stopped right in front of the lake to gather my witts and the rest of my pack stood quietly behind me as I concentrated harder than before. This has to work, I thought to myself, so I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I called out to her once more letting her know where I am before letting my alpha senses wash over me like a tidal wave. I stood very still like a statue and took a deep steady breath. I cleared my mind of any other thoughts and focused on one objective and nothing else.
I extended my claws and felt the earth beneath my feet then I shook my entire body to feel the air ruffle my fur gently. I lifted my head upwards and perked up my ears. Since my sense of sight or smell is failing miserably as of the moment, I'm going to force my sense of hearing to pick up even the most subtle sound until I am able to hone in and listen to the single and most important thing. As an alpha, I am able to hear a person’s heartbeat better than anyone else. That said, This is the only thing I need to capture right now. I’ve memorized every stutter of her heartbeat under different circumstances and if she was able to recognize my mind link, I will be able to hear her heartbeat rise in response.
I stood there immobilized for minutes and just when I was about to move to a different location, I heard it. It was faint at first, but steady. It grew louder and louder as I headed towards where the sound is coming from. I reached another clearing near the lake and I nearly tumbled down at the sight. Eric was carrying her limp body and he was covered in blood, but whose blood? I growled and howled in fury before baring my fangs ready to tear him apart and show no mercy. I stalked closer to him like a predator pouncing on its prey, but he stood there unphased and unyielding.
"Careful alpha, we don't want your mate to get hurt now do we?" he warned coldly and that made me want to kill him more. "She is unharmed, just unconscious. I am not your enemy," he explained. Like hell, he isn't! There's no fucking chance that I am going to let my guard down and agree that he isn't my enemy so easily. I knew from the start that there was something odd about him and I should have listened to my instincts the first time. "I'm going to give her to you, but you need to listen to what I have to say." I snarled in response. Does the prick think he can order me around just like that? I don't think so. "There are things you don't know about Amara. Only I will be able to tell you everything, so stand down and listen for a while."
We stared each other down for quite some time. There are only two choices here. Either I concede and listen so that he'll let Amara go or I rip him apart and never get to hear what he has to say. "Should I let him speak?" I asked mind linking my gamma and beta who are about to be here very soon. "I'd say go for it, once we hear what he has to say, then we can decide what to do with him," Hunter replied. "That's also what I think plus we have to choose the option in which our Luna is the safest," Wyatt answered.
I shifted to my human form for communication purposes and also he won't be able to try anything because he is well surrounded by my pack now. "If you hand her over to me right now, then I'll let you speak. If you don't, I'll quickly end you before you can even say the first letter in the alphabet," I challenged and he nodded in agreement. To be honest, I didn't expect him to agree with that so easily. Let me tell you, he's got some balls to agree without leverage. This can only mean that he is not shitting his pants though he's completely surrounded by my pack.
"Should I come to you or do you want me to lay her on the ground?" he teased and that had my blood boiling. Who the fuck does he think he is? I didn't say anything and just strode towards him. He stretched his arms out so he could pass Amara to me and he carefully deposited her in my arms. He met my gaze with a cold look on his face and I watched as his eyes turned from blue to black. I knew it. He isn't human, but what is he?