Stronger by Ang Chris
Chapter 43

It has felt d*rty since the first night. The scent was supposed to be old and concealed but instead it wasstrong and poignant. We doubled back two days ago tracking the scent from afar. I felt like we werebeing trapped.

Grayson didn’t like the direction this was heading in, and now my gut told me the same thing. LunaLilianna agreed instantly to double back and take a far away stance on the scent, so I knew she was asuneasy as I was.

I also was having Beck the warrior from Waxing Pride follow behind us to see if there was a tracker onus.

was surprised the Alpha allowed me to come along. This mission was far more personal than any otherI had been on. This pack was the home of the man who assaulted my sister.

He had hunted Ella like prey and attempted a heinous act in her own home. I can still smell her tearsand blood mixed together when she got to my house safely..

She had taken a knife and sliced him down the face taking out one of his eyes and then she stabbedhim in the

stomach.

The scratches on her, my sister. My blood. She was mine to protect until she was bound. The failure Ifelt knowing I had left her to that monster.

I saw how it haunted her, I saw how her face sl*ps away every once in a while. The way she has to pullherself back to reality.

The day the intruder came I knew the fear that was swallowing her whole. I saw it choking her from theinside out.

The goddess answered my prayers with our Luna. Annette let Ell cry and distract herself and she gaveher a safe haven in her own home. She had called for me to come and she let me hold my sister infront of her with no judgement.

Now here the same stench clawing at my nostrils the gas and woods of different lands. They wouldwant nothing of

peace

if that was how someone who was raised there behaved.

If they want Ella my family, my blood, I would rip them apart.

But there was another fear….

They would want Luna. My Alpha and Luna had been bound but she could still bear a pup to anyenough to try and forcefully breed her.

y man

wretched

I doubt they’d get her if she had a fighting chance but this pack played by no decent rules. That’s whyGrayson dumped the sigmas b*dy on their lands sending the message of agonizing death to those whotried for revenge.

We were out of our region and in another province at this point having just crossed the border a couplehours ago.

The trees were becoming increasingly similar to stench of the intruder wolf. My gut twisted of whatcould come from this. Knots and sickness telling me to warn my pack now.

The ground felt dangerous like it would betray our footing to give us away. Luna Lilianna was a strongand diligent

tracker and even she seemed on edge.

She didn’t motion to me often and when she did I felt like she was preparing for an attack. Freezing andturning her head left and right, her ears focused on any form of alien sounds.

We both felt like the forest was sending word of us to someone. The grass keeping our scent, the treesholding our words, the wind carrying our intentions along to whoever waited at the end of the path.

Alpha had told me that all we had to do was confirm the pack the scent came from and then get backhome.

Ahead of me Lilianna stilled in the same half breath I did. Beck was calling to us in a howl.

There was someone tracking us.

We took off in a sprint west towards a river. We could lose them there, and our scents would drift allover the place.

Beck signaling meant this pursuer would know we were aware of them. It might come to blows but Idoubt he could catch up to us,

The sense of flight overshadowed all others and we felt nothing but the harsh wind and dusty floor. I feltthe heat in my lungs and tried to keep a smile off my face. I was a warrior for a reason: thrill of thechase, high of the fight and rush of winning.

Their smell would be caught by Beck and if it was similar to that of the intruder wolf we would knowwhat type of situation we were getting into.

We had the River in our sights when I heard the panting and thudding steps of our tail. It seems hedidn’t want us getting away and he had the speed to meet us.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

“Go ahead now!”

If she wanted to argue she couldn’t, she had a duty to her pack and mate. She had to go ahead andleave me to fight and run as far as she could until morning.

Wie weren’t in our wolf forms because they could tell our origins from our fur. They had Goey fr for theirmore

ountainous are

Whereas our pack though northern was in a valley and so we had white and brown fur with hints ofblack.

If he saw me be’d know. I was the most similar to the alpha in terms of fur. My fur was almost blackexcept for the brown that came through just enough to be visible.

I couldn’t shift while we fought or he would know exactly which pack I came from.

Grayson is a particular looking being in both wolf and human form. In wolf form. I just so happen to giveaway who m alpha was

I turned and bent down grabbing a fistful of dirt. I hid behind a tree.

He’s coming from behind to the left but he’s moving wildly through the trees to throw me off. My originalplan to

blind him is now screwed.

I knelt down to the ground and concealed myself as much as possible hoping that he would miss me.Luckily that did pay off.

He ran right past me caught off guard by the increase in stench stumbling his steps. I slammed my footinto his back after a fist into his ear.

His growl was loud and frustrated a laugh came from me.

He spun trying to take out my leg in a sweep but I had been trained to take a blow. I reached down andgrabbed him, throwing him in front of me at least ten yards. I believe I knocked the wind out of him theway he wheezed like a fish

out of water.

He turned and extended his claws, his eyes darkening. He wanted to shift but wouldn’t. It seems hehad to keep his

colors a secret too.

I advanced quickly as soon as he was on his feet. He sunk his claws into my back which hurt but Igrabbed him and slammed him twice against a tree keeping it hard for him to breathe.

He tried sinking his claws in further but I kneed him in his gut high and low. Then I moved out of theway so he could

vomit.

He got into me nicely with his claws. I was bleeding too much. But I knew what I had done, the kneehigh up had broken his ribs that had bent too much from my assault.

He apparently lost his temper because I saw him start to shift. His claws overextending, his eyesflashing, the fur shooting out on his limbs and the telltale crack of his bones to move into the shape ofan animal.

Before he could do much more to me, since he now had the advantage of sharp teeth and quickreflexes, I took off and jumped into the river.

I had left him in pain and wounded enough that he would get even more injured shifting back and thatmeant he was

going to have to stay put.

I was going to watch him, and when I was ready and he was low enough I was going to make him tellme everything.

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chika brooke

this is Brian’s pov. who is this intruder nd wht does he want

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