He'd taken everything from me, yet I'm still here. My own brother, Ronan.

Ronan had lost himself a long time ago and selfishly enough, he dragged me down along with him. I was of pure innocence and he corrupted me. He made me bear witness to the most heinous of crimes, filling my mind with nightmares. I watched him in silence as he went down a black hole, returning to be what he secretly feared the most, a man with a dark soul.

He's claimed to not fear anything, a rebel who lives off instilling fear into others. He feeds off the control he has, the adrenaline rush he gets when a life ends by his hands. He can be irrational at times, a loud mouth, cocky, stubborn, dark and twisted, yet still, he can't control one thing.

His love for me.

In his own twisted way, he loves me. He's done so much hurt and pain, he's been cruel and left me bare at such a young age, but still, he keeps me close. He feeds off my strength and breathes calmly in my silence. Now that he's grown, he can't find it in him to destroy me any further, than he already has.

A murderer, a selfish and cruel man, and many more titles to everyone else, but a frightened, confused and an out of control little boy, in a man's body, right in my view.

A storm is brewing, I can feel it. He knows it too, because I told him before. He's tried so many times to ignore me, but today he can't, because like always, I'm right.

A crash sound comes from the living room. He's breaking stuff again. He's earned everyone's attention, all movements still, in his outburst.

I watch him silently on the doorway, while he loses his cool once again. He throws a glass to the nearest wall, and makes one servant to gasp in shock.

" Everyone, out!" He demands.

Not needing to be told twice, every present person scurries out of there, leaving us alone. Right after everyone has gone, he walks over to the drinks cabinet, pulling out a bottle of brandy.

I finally enter, walking over to stand by the large windows, not even sparing him another glance.

I hear him shuffling close, than the sound of liquid being poured, before glass is slammed hard against the wooden table.

He loudly gulps his drink down. He's frustrated, I can feel it.

"Be careful, brother, before you kill yourself." I say.

He growls as an answer, wanting to ignore me but he can't. I know he wants to have another and if he does, he might lose his senses. That's never a good sign, especially today. A drunk Ronan is the worst Ronan.

" You've done wrong brother, and now you just might meet the outcome of your actions." I tell him calmly, like always.

" Shut up." He growls in warning.

I do.

He paces up and down now.

" Damn troublemakers."

' More like you,'  I want to say.

A cold icy chill, runs down my spine, and my body tenses in the process.

" The storm is coming, the storm is near."

I hear a growl before I'm spun around to face him, and his brown eyes darken. I don't even wince, when he tightens his grip on my arm.

" Stop talking gibberish and say what you mean!" He seethes, his alcoholic breath fanning my face.

Like a lightbulb clicking in my mind, a certain wind washes over me. It's them. They are close. I don't know who they are, but they come with a mission.

"Be prepared, for just about anything." I tell him.

He growls in anger, before he back hands me across the face, sending me flying and landing hard on the floor.

" If you have nothing better to say, then shut the hell up!!" He shouts, leaving the room.

He has listened.

I close my eyes for a minute, blinking back tears, and softly rubbing at my burning cheek.

" Oh no miss!" Cara, one of the Omega's says, rushing over to help me up. " Please sit and let me treat you."

"There's no time, please take care of the glass and then go into hiding."

Her eyes search my own, until she gulps in realization of the situation." Trouble is coming once again." She mumbles.

All I do is stare at her.

" You've always been the calm one out of everyone here, and the most truthful. Ha." She sighs. " I will do as you say Luna."

I close my eyes, holding back my tongue from telling her to stop, referring me as Luna.

Leaving her alone to attend to the scattered, broken glass, I take my own leave to my room, wanting to treat my cheek and to try look presentable, because I know Ronan wouldn't be pleased with me, if I wasn't.

Coming back down the stairs in a long black jumpsuit with ballet pumps, though I may not see them, I feel them really close. It's a matter of time before they appear. I remain in the living room, half of my body visible through the window.

His footsteps echo as he appears, looking much more cleaner in dark jeans and white shirt, measuring his muscles. I can feel his gaze on me.

" What the fuck are you wearing?!" He shouts, and I almost jump out of my skin.

I turn to face him, opening my mouth to say something, when the cold chill comes at me, like a bullet going through my chest.

" You have visitors brother." I tell him, turning to face the window.

I hear his footsteps near.

" Shit." He curses before storming out of the door.

Ronan with his styled, cut, light brown hair, appears into view, standing on the front yard with 10 to 15 men. A few minutes pass and no one shows up, this making Ronan to glance over his shoulder at me. His eyes narrow and I notice him try to fight off a smirk.

This is a promise that there'll be consequences, if I'm lying, but I'm not. He's doubting me yet again.

All too soon, they appear, a group of tall men from the forest. Ronan's demeanor changes and his body tenses, when he turns back front. Amongst the approaching men, I notice the one in the middle. The leader.

He is more muscular out of the men, breathtakingly handsome, with his midnight black hair, striking emerald green eyes which meet mine, and a strong jaw and sculpted blank face. He shows no emotion to the onlookers yet I can sense him. I'm stronger than him in this.

He is feeling everything and he thinks I can't. His scent is of fresh pine and woods. Earthy and pleasant to my nose.

I know without a doubt, he is my mate, the one I'm destined to be with, my soulmate. Yet what he represents, what he stands for, his views on mates and all he's been till now, forms a defensive shield against the bond.

He is just like my brother.

I sigh and I slump in disappointment and defeat.

I watch the interaction between my brother and my mate. It's intense and doesn't seem like something good will be concluded. It's been a few minutes now and I hold no hope for what may be.

Turning away from the window and meaning to walk away, I stop in my tracks when I sense it, a strong and intense gaze. I glance over my shoulder, at the precise moment his head nods my way. My heart flips at his intense eyes.

He has just caused the first real reaction, from my already still heart.

When Ronan glances over his shoulder, I'm suddenly grabbed by arm and dragged out of the house, earning frightened eyes from pack members, and hard ones from my mate's company. I'm shoved hard towards the ground, only for someone's hard grip on my arm, to prevent me from going down any further.

Sparks erupt throughout my body and I gasp at the contact. It's him, my mate.

I almost whisper it out but bite down on my tongue, not wanting to expose anything. Being pulled up, I sneak a glance to my mate, my breath hitches at the sight of his beautiful green eyes. I notice a small, but deep and permanent scar on the side of his face, it still doesn't take away from his captivating looks. His scar is a sign of things he's passed through and conquered.

He catches me looking at his scar and that makes his eyes to harden, anger laced in them. I'm spun around to face my brother, whose eyes are trained on me.

" So are we talking now?" My breath hitches, when something sharp is pressed hard against my neck.

My eyes are only on my brother.

" What do you want O'Connell?" My brother grunts, clearly annoyed by the situation we are currently in.

" You know what I want Black, it's been long over due now. Give me back my Beta."

"Dead or alive?" Ronan arches his brow.

" Don't play games with me and give me what I want." My mate's deep voice sounds calm but deadly.

" Or what ?" Ronan asks, clenching his hands into fists.

" Do you really want me to answer that?.......Alright, let me demonstrate. " Without any warning, the sharp object is shoved into the side of my neck and pulled out. I'm immediately thrown across the yard, my body slamming hard against a nearby tree.

Growls erupt, bones crack, and bodies collide. I glance up from the ground to the horrific scene infront of me. Werewolves are everywhere, there's so much blood and fighting, my brother's wolf and my mate's, right in the center.

Pack members scream and run around , trying to get to safety.

Pain erupts from my neck and reaching up to where I was stabbed, a wetness coats the wound. Soon I'll be bleeding out.

My attention diverts when I sense it, my brother's life is hanging in the balance. I sit upright, pressing against my wound and facing what now looks to be my mate's dark grey gigantic wolf, standing over Ronan's midnight black one. My mate's eyes connect with mine, just as he digs his teeth in my brothers wolf's neck.

My heart hammers hard against my chest. He won't hesitate to kill Ronan, but his eyes tell me that I've only got one chance, to do something.

He's daring me to do something.

" Stop, stop please!" I plead, struggling to rise up on my feet.

I stagger close to them, a few of my mate's men remain, looking rather threatening.

" Alpha, I have a proposal. Let him go please." My brother's eyes narrow in threat but I avoid his eyes, looking at my mate's.

I'll deal with my brother's wrath after, right now I need to manage the situation. Though it may be my first time being given the platform.

My mate doesn't let up, his teeth putting pressure on my brother's neck, earning us both a growl and whine from my brother. Time is of the essence, I can almost hear him say.

" Your Beta will be released, so long you release our own." I take a ragged breath. " I will take upon any punishment and everything your Beta endured, in time of his captivity. I will accept with no argument or fight. The length of time he stayed here, is the length of time I'll remain there."

I gasp when I feel myself really bleeding out now. I watch my mate's eyes take notice of this, before he growls and takes a step back, loosening his grip.

" Please, release my brother. Brother for a brother." I gulp, though I choke a bit.

My mate shifts into his human form and I look away from his nudeness. From the corner of my eye, I see one of his men take a pair of grey sweats to him.

I'm getting dizzy now.

" What. Do. You. Think. You're. Doing?!" My brother growls, his body shaking in anger. He is injured but I know he'll heal soon.

" I'm doing what's best brother, you might not agree but it is. I - I will take my punishment once I return." I wish I didn't have to say this out loud but it's for Ronan, to clearly hear me and understand.

Ronan grunts before instructing one of his men to fetch the beta.

I sigh in relief for that, knowing a person will get to go home to his family. I stagger back due to the dizziness and almost fall, but my arm is gripped hard to the point of pain, by my mate's men.

I mistakenly whimper due to the pain, when there's a growl and the grip on my arm is loosened, being replaced by pleasurable tingles, that I almost sigh out in relief.

The beta is soon brought out, beaten and bruised yet still standing, his fellow troops help him to one of the cars. I take a much needed breath, in preparation of me looking like him when I return. Well if I don't die out, due to all the bleeding.

Maybe I might just die here. That'll be fine with me.

" My Beta." Ronan grunts.

All too soon his Beta is thrown at his feet, being helped up and taken in the house, probably to the pack doctor.

I can't even watch any more, for my vision gets blurry and my body weight takes over. I feel myself falling, only to land in someone's arms. The sparks give it away.

Before I can slip into darkness, I hear the parting words between my brother and mate.

" You know that I'll come back for her, she belongs here."

" No. She's mine now."

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First chapter done. Happy about that. Tell me what you think.