Chapter 88

"Now thats what I'm talking about!" Was the last thing I heard before there was a sharp prick at my neck and a darkness consumed me.

"Did you have to bruise such a pretty face?" A dark chuckle echoes around the room as a light hand sweeps across my chin. The pounding in my head heightens at the sound of heavy chains being dragged across the room.

My eyelids feel heavy as I try to push them open, but they wont budge. I'm consumed in the darkness. My ankles feel heavy as cool metal clasps around them and my wrists. My chest burns as I struggle to take in the slightest breath. Why am I struggling so hard to breath? Where am I?

"Ajax?" Where's Ajax? A groan escapes my dry lips as I try to lift my heavy foggy head.

"Shh," A velvet like voice whispers. "You won't be needing him anymore."

I push my eyes open, forcing them. I need to get out of here.

Blue. Ice cold blue.

I was hoping and praying for his unpredictable ocean blue eyes... Instead I received the ice burg that sunk the entire titanic.

Ajax:

December Second.

"We have three more intervals left before every nonessential pack member is tucked safely in the bunker." Cipher says as she scans her list one more time. I nod my head as I go over the numbers once more. I just wanted everyone to be out of harms way already.

"Good, hurry up. I want you to go over and help set up the med camp with the pack doctors when you're done with that. Once this thing is over I want to try and help all of our injured to our best abilities." I say shoving my fingers through my hair. A wave of frustration consumed me, causing my muscles to become tense.

"You got it, brother." She says quickly, before returning to her duties. I glance back over to Weston who just finished with the last warrior.

They step of the sparring mat and he sends the young man over to the other side of the room with the rest of the warriors. Hundreds of them stood around waiting. They waited for my command. They waited for another Alpha to invade our lands. They waited to fight for their pack, for their blood.

Weston and Samuel make their way over to me and I huff out an annoyed sighed. We have to go over the battle strategy one more time, just to make sure each of us has got it right. I spread out the map of the territory lands on the make shift table that stood off to the side of the large gym.

I was just about to speak as the gym doors were slammed open. A breathless Marcus scans the room. His eyes stop at mine and for a moment it seemed as though he feared for his life. He jogs over to me and I step away from the table. What is he doing here? He's supposed to be on his way to take over guarding Octavia.

"Alpha." He bows respectfully once he is standing in front of me. "I'm afraid I have some bad news."

I suck in a deep breath of air as my fist clench at my sides. The whole room goes silent and everyones ears perk up. This could be it. They could be setting foot onto our e

territory right now. I don't allow myself to breath, a moment of fear washes over me, but limmediately push it away. I don't fear Jalex or his

pack.

I nod once giving Marcus the okay to speak. His eyes shift for a moment. "I was on my way to make my shift, standing guard for the Luna, but when I arrived everyone inside had been slaughtered. There's no sign of Cynthia or Octavia."

Everything stops. Not one even dares to blink or breathe. The room fell silent, the

only thing that could be heard was the howling wind outside.

There's no sign of Cynthia or Octavia. His words ring through my mind.

I break. A ferocious growl rips through my chest as I flip over the make shift table and punch at the concrete wall beside me, causing pieces of it to crumble off. Everyone jumps and takes a few steps back. My chest heaves up and down angrily. My whole body is shaking. My wolf is beyond angry. All I could see is red. I'm going to murder someone.

"What the fuck do you mean there's no sign of them? Where the fuck are they?!" I yell out loudly stalking over to Marcus wanting nothing more than to strangle him. I refrain. This isn't his fault. He's just the messenger.

"There is only one survivor and he doesn't have much time left. He's currently being interrogated, before being brought to his family. I've already had our best tracker sent out to see how far the scents lead us." His eyes refuse to meet mine, finding his shoes much more interesting. I take in a deep breath. My chest hurts. I feel like I cant breathe. I'm aware that my lungs are receiving oxygen, but it doesn't feel that way.

She's gone. He has her. I should've kept her by my side. This is all my fault.

"Weston, select our two best warriors and go over the battle strategy with them once more. Samuel you're coming with me." I don't allow any room for argument and no one dares to disagree with me. "Take me to the survivor." I all but growl towards Marcus.

He leads us over to the med camp, all of us practically running. I push myself to run faster as a loud growl rips through the air. Everyone around the camp stops jumps in fear.

"How fucking dare she?!"

Cipher.

I push through people and the make shift curtains and cots before making my way into the building. Cipher storms out into the hall. A broken clipboard in her hands. Her breath is ragged and her eyes almost black. She tosses the clipboard to the side and lets out and angry scream.

"You!" She points her finger at me as I run up to her, grasping her by the shoulders as she shook violently. "You left our Luna alone with that psychopath!" She yells at me, beating my chest with her fist. My brows furrow at her words. What? What is she talking about?