Rejected Mate and Following Fate

Getting close to the manor is easier than I thought it would be. Domi was right about the fact the valley is almost like a deserted
prison camp. Everything around the manor is still and empty while the valley has all those who are no longer loyal to their alpha,
pushed away. Separated by electric fences, speakers playing nonstop the silent frequency to stop the vampire weapon being
used against them. The whole place is eerie, like a deserted army barracks and strangely dark despite all the spotlights hanging
from posts. None are on.
It’s almost like the aftermath of a battle in itself and if it weren’t for the distant chaotic noise of a real war going on, it would be as
silent as the surface of the moon. There are no birds, no small animals, not even any kind of patrols and all the security cameras
are facing the ground.
It feels like life has slipped away in what used to be a bustling busy home filled to the brim with an eager pack. Most of the
windows are boarded and with only the moonlight as illumination, the place looks like a haunted house in some spectacular
horror remake.
“I don’t like this.” I murmur to myself as Sierra and Carmen turn human and come to my side, pushing Radar and my other
flanking wolf aside. We stand staring up at the dark building, no longer afraid of danger when the nothingness surrounds us. You
can sense the fact that there is nothing here to be afraid of.
“Are they even in there?” Carmen steps in front of me and peers long and hard at the top west tower and its balcony. The room
that belonged to Juan and we see not a single light in the entire place flickering through boards and curtains.
“He’s there. I can feel him. He is hiding like the coward he is, locked away tight with his few.” Sierra’s venom rings true, and I find
myself staring at her for a long moment and truly questioning what she knows right now. There’s a change in her now we are
here, and it makes me nervous to think she is suddenly unpredictable if she has the knowledge we are no longer bound.
If she knows, what will she do? Her death won’t affect me and that scares me more than anything. Her desire to see Juan
die....it trumps even her need to survive. I know how strong her will to put things right is, and her devotion to ending this.
“You’re right. They’re in there. At least a dozen of them or more last time the crows saw him venture out with his men and I can
almost guarantee they know about the vampires too.” Leyanne nods towards one sole camera which has a small red light
blinking in the dark. I stare until my eyes adjust and realize it’s moving, spanning the area and functioning normally. Maybe the
rest are dead, but he still has one eye on his surroundings. The camera room was always operational from inside those walls
and I shiver with knowing we are being monitored.

“So we just sit and wait? And do what? Play eye spy? Wave?” I snap, out of frustration, annoyed that while our people are out
there, we’re standing here like none of this affects us. I know Colton thinks this is for the best and eventually they will come this
way, but this just feels weird and wrong. Like we’re hiding from the fight.
Luna!
I’m side struck away from Carmen out of the blue, taken by surprise as I’m caught by another wolf and pulled down to the
ground. Covered with a heavy brown furry beast as he bears down shielding me. Panting heavily, my heart skyrockets through
my chest and I squirm on the dirt as I try to come to terms with what just happened. There’s noise of scraping claws, gnashing
teeth, and yet I am concealed and can only wriggle to get purchase from the wolf on top of me.
Luna. Are you okay?
The wolf protecting me asks via the link in haste, moving enough for me to scurry to my feet and get behind him, to be
immediately flanked by other guards where I can get a look at what’s happening.
My guards are fighting off three wolves from our old pack. They look haggard and feral, but I still recognize them as some of the
subpack which used to run as perimeter sentinels when we lived here. It’s not hard to see they are not in the best physical shape
and are quickly subdued by my own and pulled to the ground to be restrained as Carmen and Sierra shield me from the front.
They seem disorientated and the wave of bitter hate flows freely around them like a thick smog.
“Are they Juan’s men?” I blurt out into the chaos of noise they’re making. Grunts, growls and excessive heavy breathing as they
are held down, and it’s now I can even see how thin and unkempt they are in wolf form. They don’t look like they have eaten in
weeks. Shabby and pitiful and when they are finally held taught, my wall of wolves moves aside so I can get a better look.
I dust myself down as our prisoners turn to human and it’s now I can see exactly who they are. They are the offspring of loyal
followers to Juan. Sons of his close command and yet all there of them look broken and exhausted and not exactly cared for.
Filthy in naked skin and have sunken eyes and weary faces that have seen better days.
My Guard all turn to human form too and Radar pulls the closest one to him with force, holding him in a grip with arms folded
across his back as he bears down on his spine with a knee. Holding him still with that grim expression of a pissed wolf all over
his face.
“Who are you to attack our Luna? Do you want to die?” Radar snarls into his ear while a crushing crack as he applies force to his
ex-pack mate’s spine makes me flinch. In soldier mode Radar is known for being ruthless. He can be brutal and violent when
riled and I am seeing hints of him in war mode. It sends shivers down my spine.

“Luna? Pahhh..... We don’t have a Luna, nor an Alpha! Deserters who turned their back on us and left us to suffer.... Don’t insult
us.” Aiden, the wolf on the ground snarls right back despite being held tight but makes no attempt to break free. They three are
outnumbered by our dozen and it seems smart enough to know fighting won’t end well for them.
“I’ll show you what suffering is right now.” Radar leans in again with anger but I step forward and tap him on his shoulder to
loosen his grip before he does anything to him. A sudden surge of guilt flowing through me because what Aiden said isn’t
completely wrong and I know Radar won’t hesitate to break his bones. We did leave them, and they have suffered. I don’t blame
the ones left to roam free for hating us and believing we abandoned them. Radar relents a little and sits back on his haunches
with a sulking hint of grudged obedience, giving Aiden room to breathe once more. I exhale heavily and try to calm my swirling
nerves, knowing as Luna I really need to take command here.
“Aiden.... I’m Alora Santo, Colton’s mate. I’m the Luna Radar refers to and this is Sierra. You must remember her; she is Rema
now and once was Juan’s Luna. The woman he locked up for a decade and betrayed. You are still our pack and that is why we
are here. We’re here to help.” My heart bleeds for these wolves and I can already tell by reading their emotions that the intention
to attack us was not for Juan, but for their own heartbreak and pain. I wonder how many of the villagers were hostile towards our
wolves fighting for them for the same reasons. Nerves swirling that maybe already our wolves are fighting among them as well
as taking on that blood thirsty enemy.
“Help? How? Do you have any idea how messed up things have become because of Colton? What are you going to do?”
Another of the men on the dirt responds with that same bitter, curt tone. Stubbornness strong in his aura.
“The whole pack is here to fight the vampires off. Stop and listen to the noise in the air. That sound of war and death! Your
people are fighting for their lives and where is Juan? Who are the ones who came for you? Scoff all you want but she IS your
Luna, and WE are here to help.” Carmen steps forward and kicks the thigh of the second wolf with a sharp dig, gaining a snarl in
response from the one I recognize as Taemin. A once valued sentinel and someone Colton treated like a brother. A wolf who
couldn’t leave because his family were tied here.
“Don’t say that scum’s name. He’s dead to us. Just like his son. Nothing good ever came from the sacred Santa bloodline where
they’re concerned.” The third, Robyn grinds out to join the conversation, another from the same sub pack and yet despite his
hateful tone, there’s a sadness in his eyes as I lock my focus on his face. Behind their fury and venomous words, are wolves
who have been abandoned and are suffering from the syndrome caused by fracturing a pack and leaving them Alpha-less. It’s a
sense of detachment and can cause insane anger and bitterness among our kind.
“We don’t have time for this. We’re not here to fight or hurt you. We’re here to protect the pack and take Juan to the vampires.
You can either assist or be tied down until this is all over. You don’t want to live on as free roaming wolves, then help us and we

will reunite the pack when this battle is won. Your suffering can end after this.” Sierra becomes dominant in the conversation with
a commanding tone I’ve never heard from her. Stamping towards Aiden and towering over him with a fearless aura as she glares
down at him with all the presence of a queen. “You can go on with this attitude and become a hindrance, or you can get up, dust
off and do everything to free and reunite our wolves. The vampires are the enemy, not us and Juan..... we’re here to make sure
he pays for everything he has ever done. Don’t you want to be part of that?” She spits it at him and then places a flat palm on
Radar’s shoulder to move him back so she can lean down and gain eye contact with his prisoner. “We need allies. We need the
villagers to join the fight. If not, it looks like a lot of us will die here tonight.”
“Why should we trust any of you? Where were you all these months when Juan turned on us?” Taemin struggles to get free but
is kneeled upon by an extra wolf as they regain control of him. None of the guards are letting up and seems even if they were
once brothers, the priority is to keep me safe.
“You’re right! We weren’t here.... we were in another place fighting to survive and trying to figure out how to fix a fractured pack.
We were out there licking our wounds and struggling to know what to do, while being oblivious to your suffering. We have no
excuses.” I try and soothe with my words, feeling the intensity of betrayal among them and attempting to push this conversation
onwards.
“We need you to put it aside and help. You’re part of the pack here and you three can be more use if you go rally your friends
and family to Colton’s side. Look at me.... You know who I am. I was here until only a few weeks ago, so don’t give me your
bullshit and act like you were the only ones. I lived here; I know what went down. I’m telling you to suck it up and stop acting like
sulky babies.” Carmen walks around to the front of all three and stands with her hands on her hips, jutting out her jaw while
swishing her hair back with a flick of her head. “We’ve suffered too. We’ve been fighting and hiding, and we’ve had our own
losses. You chose to stay here so don’t put that crap on us. Cut the bullshit attitude and show some respect to your saviors.”
There’s silence for a moment as they stare her down and then break contact and all three look away. Clearly recognizing her and
knowing what she says is truth, but that high strung wolf gene is hard to dampen. I can feel their fire dying a little and look
around me to double check there aren’t more to contend with. It seems these three were patrolling near the manor, probably
scouting for supplies or maybe sightings of Juan and have no one else with them.
I notice the camera is focused on us and no longer moving around, so someone is watching this scene unfold and I second
guess whether these boys are with Juan or not. Whoever is controlling it is interested in what’s going on here and I wonder if
they have audio too. I have an urge to wave and throw them the bird.

“Look. You say Juan is the enemy, then help. He’s in there, right? Watching. Holed up like a coward and letting his people suffer.
So get up and do something about it. We’re here for the same purpose.” I aim for a level tone, a hint of warmth in my words and
pace around to get eye contact as best I can while ignoring the spying technology. I notice how Radar watches my every move
and that the guards follow me closely with a severe stench of mistrust for what were once their brothers. It makes my heart bleed
to feel the distance between blood like this and scowl at the manor with a quick glance, at the man who did this to them. A once
superior pack and yet we lay crumbled in ruins this way.
“Get up and die by the hands of vampires? None of us are healthy enough to do very much. Isn’t that obvious by how quickly you
took us down. We are living like wild wolves nowadays, hunting and foraging to survive. Juan uses the frequency to keep us
weak.” He shifts enough to nod at one of the speakers up high and I turn and lock eyes on what he’s motioning towards.
Confusion at his words invading my thoughts.
“What?” I quiz and glance back and forth trying to understand. “What do you mean?”
“You don’t feel it? I guess you haven’t been here long enough yet. The frequency, it has another pitch in the notes and exposure
over time dampens our strength and ability. He’s making sure we can never take him down and are too feeble to even escape
this place.” Taemin rolls enough to stare at that same speaker and in unison Carmen, Sierra, Radar, and I all turn and stare at
the black box hung up about forty feet in the air and scrutinize it for a moment. A sudden tense quiet as we all take a moment to
digest this.
“So your saying the villagers are all weak right now, and that .... up there....will weaken the rest of us before long?” I blanche
and scrub my fingers through my hair at my temples, suddenly worried and instantly afraid. My heart lurches into my mouth and
Radar and I gawp at one another as a problem suddenly hits us.
“Nailed it. We have no strength, and our speed is almost nonexistent. Look at us...we can’t even heal properly, we’re all sick.
Juan really knows how to hurt his own kind.” Aiden loses all fight and seems to cave into a disheveled heap under Radar, a long
sigh as he gives into the fatigue overtaking him.
“Oh my god.” Carmen verbalizes my gut reaction. A moment of panic sets in and I glance around at my comrades, meeting
equally shocked expressions as all our minds go to the same place.
Colton, we have a problem
I link him in desperation as visions of vampires taking down our strongest flood my mind and am suffocated by the sudden
nausea and fear that we just walked ourselves into a trap set by Juan. He can’t regain power over his people, but he surely won’t

mind seeing them all die.
He’s pumping out a tone to disable wolves, yet if we turn it off then the frequency to counteract the vampire’s weapon will also be
useless. It’s a no won either way and now as the noises drift toward sus on the wind of a full throttle war being raged in the
valley, I start to wonder which side is actually winning.