And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Damian.

going to be my family.

It didn't take long for them to decide they were going to move forward with the plan, and before I knew it, I was dragged from the room, cuffed and blindfolded, and thrown into a vehicle. I knew deep down the destination they had planned. It was going to be my pack; it was Everything I had worked so hard to protect was going to fall.

Call me a pessimist if you will, but what was I supposed to think?

I wasn't there to protect my family.

I was an alpha, not able to protect his pack. What kind of alpha did that make me? Weak... pathetic.

I couldn't allow myself to go ahead with this frame of mind. I was better than this, better than them, and I spent my entire life trying to show I could be more than just damaged.

Plans started formulating in my mind.

I had to find a way to divert the attention.

If I could cause a distraction, perhaps I could find a way to escape. Find a way to make it back to my pack before it was too late.

From what I could tell, the Council had sent scouts ahead to assess the situation from the whispers and murmurs of the guards surrounding me. They were going to try for a surprise attack.

They were going to take down my pack little by little, with no warning.

There were defenseless women and children in my pack. I didn't make my women fight unless they wanted to. They had that freedom, so those who could not protect themselves, even though they had gained strength when Ivy completed the connection with the pack, would still be defenseless.

A sense of hopelessness washed over me, and before I knew it, the chitter chatter around began once again.

"I still can't believe that we're actually going to go in there and do this." A man with a gruff voice to my left proclaimed. "If she's anything like they said she is, she'll kill us before we get there."

I couldn't help but chuckle internally. He had a point. If Ivy could escape, pregnant or not, she would kill them all.

She was fearless when she wanted to be, and looking at her, you would never think such a thing because she was such a delicate woman, so petite, so thin and beautiful. She didn't seem like she'd be the type of person to hurt a fly, yet she was the most deadly out of all of us.

"Man, stop being such a little bitch. That stupid whore won't stand a chance if I get my hands on her."

A low growl echoed from me, and I moved to jolt forward and hit the man at my right, who said what he did. However, I was restricted and unable to move, and because of it, I found myself even angrier.

I couldn't even defend her honor. No matter how much I tried.

"Oh, look, the Alphas decided to try to be brave. What, you don't want me messing with your little whore? Maybe I'll try her out myself before I kill her."

"Fucking touch her, and I will rip you apart and then kill everyone you love dearly," I threatened in a low and menacing tone as I gritted my teeth together, wanting nothing more than to tear this man apart at my side.

No one would touch my mate, no matter the circumstances.

If they laid one fucking finger on that pretty little head of hers, I would kill them all. I had worked too hard to ensure her happiness, to ensure she had a life with my brothers, a life that she deserved, and for the Council to unhinge that... Well, it made me more lethal than I ever had been before.

"I'd like to see you try," the guard sneered.

"Yeah, you keep talking, big boy, but if I weren't tied down right now, you wouldn't have a mouth to talk from."

Laughter consumed the surrounding air, and as much as I wanted to rip them apart, I couldn't. I was drained, weakened by the silver in my veins and the silver on my wrists. There was nothing I could honestly do, and that upset me because I wanted to get revenge for my mate

I wanted to be the strength she needed.

"You talk a lot of shit about a man who's unable to do anything," the man to my left said with amusement in his voice.

If only I could see them. I had their scent, but I wanted to see what they looked like. Remember their faces so I could watch the fear drain from their eyes when I hunted them down.

"Yeah, and you guys talk a lot of shit for two men who have me downed with silver and afraid of a tiny, petite woman as if she could end your life at any moment."

My retort earned me a blow to the

back of my head. I could tell the man

to the left of me was not pleased

with what I had said because I was pointed out a fact. They were

yel

terrified of her, of what was to come, because they knew we were not

normal.

They ripped the blindfold from my head, and as it was, my eyes had to focus in order to see what was around me.

The two men, both burly and grim, stared back at me. The one to my left was fat and balding, while the man to my right had a large jagged scar down the left side of his face. Both of them tried to be intimidating and sinister, but it wasn't working.