"Are they here yet?"

"Yes Sir, they are walking up now."

The large doors opened to the fortress.

"Forgive us, we were out tracking down a group of stray betas when we got your message." A group of four alphas kneeled before the throne. "We got here as quickly as we could."

"It is ok. I understand, but I have a new mission for you. My son," The alpha growled, "Has escaped and I need him back here. Along with his... his pack." He spat the last word out.

"Give us the details and we will see it done." The leader said while the other three kept their heads bowed.

"There are eight of them total, including my son. I want them all brought back alive. I don't care how," he said with a smirk. "But I want them all alive. The little omega is worthless, so he can be your reward once they are brought back here."

"But Sir, aren't we needing breeders?"

"The piece of shit can't have pups."

The group of four exchanged glances and the two younger ones grinned. "Where do we start looking?" The leader asked.

"If they are smart, they will head to the edge of the pack boundary in the opposite direction of here. I'm sure they think they've outsmarted me. Fools. Find them! And stop by to see Percival on your way out. He has made some new toys for us."

The quartet bowed and hurried out of the room.

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"We need to look at organizing another hunt soon." Lizbeth sighed as she looked through the food storage for Luna Point. While they didn't technically have a leader, they did look up to her for guidance.

The beta running the pub nodded. "I'll get some people together and we will see what we can do."

"Thank you." The alpha bowed her head and started to make her way back home. She rubbed her forehead and groaned. A headache had plagued her constantly since the pack of eight had left a few weeks ago.

But it was partially her fault. She couldn't stop thinking about them and trying to get a reading on their future. They had left an impression on her. There was something about them that told her they could be the key to everything. If there really was a war that had happened, it was the catalyst that forced them all together.

That meant something to those who knew how to read the signs.

She was a strong believer in fate. And they reeked of it.

Mingi's father the head alpha of the threatening pack. The one who tore the hierarchy of packs apart north of them.

Hongjoong, a powerful leader with a kind heart. He had a wise mind and was the perfect one to keep the group together.

Yeosang, his gentle soulmate and able to keep his alpha calm in trying times.

Seonghwa, a hot headed omega who would give Mingi a run for his money and keep him in check. Lizbeth smiled at how protective he had been over Wooyoung too.

Wooyoung... Lizbeth slowed her steps as she thought about him. She understood his pain. When she found out she couldn't have kids it tore her apart and she sank into a deep depression. Then she wasted her life looking for a cure that someone from the Primera pack had told her about a long time ago... Hundreds of years ago...

But she could also sense something about him... Something... powerful. No ordinary alpha could survive losing their mating bond twice and survive. Normally when a mate died unexpectedly or an alpha wasn't there during an omega's heat, it killed them.

So what made him so special?

Lizbeth chewed or her finger nail as she walked forward.

San, Jongho, Yunho... All protectors of the omega, all forming their mini pack that was in perfect harmony.

Then the air shifted. She turned around and stared at the main road as four strangers walked down the road. She could tell right away that they were alphas, and there was something familiar about them. But they gave off a bad vibe.

Nonetheless, she had vowed to welcome any wolf that wandered into Luna Point. So she started walking toward them. "Welcome to Luna Point." She said, opening her arms a little bit.

They were all related, she could tell that much. They all had the same, cold stare and narrowed eyes.

"What brings you to our humble settlement? We have an inn, and a bar you can eat at. We-"

"Thank you for your hospitality. But we are looking for friends of ours. Have you had any other wolves pass through here recently?" The oldest male asked, looking down on her. His nostrils flared as he scented the air.

"We have people pass through here all the time. You will have to be more specific." Lizbeth lifted her chin up, not backing down. Her wolf bristled as she felt the others staring her down as well.

The taller smirked. "It would be a larger group." He placed his hands behind his back and started to circle her. "You see, they have something that belongs to a friend of mine. And he tasked me with finding it."

"Sorry, I can't recall any large groups coming through here." She turned with him, always keeping him in her line of sight. "And if they don't' want to be found then I wouldn't disclose that anyway. Settlements are free territory."

He chuckled as his eyes flashed red. Lizbeth knew hers flashed too as her wolf snarled.

"You're not very good at lying." He said, stopping and crossing his arms. He popped his neck and Lizbeth as she was slammed with the scent of herbs. It was a mix, coming from all four of them and she couldn't pinpoint who belonged to which scent. She could pick out rosemary, thyme, and oregano though. "When did they leave? What direction did they go?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to take care of. As I said before, this is free territory. Feel free to stay, but don't cause any trouble or we will kick you out." Lizbeth pushed her way past him and didn't look back.

She had to try and find a way to get word to them. The bracelet she had given Wooyoung would reveal his location to her if it broke, so she could run to him in a moment's notice, but she hadn't thought about a way of contacting him.

Her anxiety started to climb and she knew she was walking faster. She could leave, and just run like mad hoping she would come across them, but she could go right past them and it would be too late.

Maybe one of her old books would have something. Yes, it had to. Lunar Pack had so many ancient spells. All she needed was to find the right one and she could try to send her a message.

Lizbeth burst through her front door and was so preoccupied with going to her locked chest that she didn't hear anyone coming up behind her until she was grabbed and slammed into the wall. She cried out when she felt something in her arm break.

"Where are they?" The male grabbed her hair and pulled her off the ground.

"Get your hands off me!" Lizbeth roared, reached out to claw at the alpha, but the two younger males grabbed her arms and held them out to the side.

Before she could call on her wolf and shift, the female walked up and placed a collar around her throat.

Lizbeth immediately screamed in pain as her spine twisted and her lungs and heart felt like they were going to give out. Her neck burned as she collapsed to the ground, slipping out of her captor's grasp. "Take it off!" She pleaded, tears pouring down her face. "TAKE IT OFF!"

She couldn't feel her wolf... It was like there was a wall there.

"Where are they?" The lead alpha roared, slamming his foot into her stomach. "TELL ME!"

She couldn't breathe. Her vision was fogging up. Her wolf... Where was her wolf??

"TELL ME WHERE THEY WENT!!!"

Someone pulled at her hair. Another dug their claws into her arm, drawing blood. A foot slammed into her stomach again.

Everywhere hurt. But she couldn't give in. She had to stay strong.

Whoever was holding her hair dragged her over to a chair by it and hauled her off the ground. She felt her arms and legs being tied to it. She screamed again. "IT BURNS! PLEASE!" Tears kept pouring down her cheeks.

"Tell us where they are and this will stop."

Lizbeth screamed, hoping someone would hear her. Then her neck snapped to the side and her cheek stung.

Another hand slammed into her stomach, her chest, her nose, her knees.

"NOW!"

She felt so weak. Like her life was being sucked away from her.

Another punch to her stomach. Claws dragged across her arm, drawing more blood.

Her vision started to go black.

She didn't want to die...

"W-West..." She croaked out.

The beatings stopped.

Her heart broke.

"Thank you."

The collar was removed but they didn't untie her.

She was left to cry by herself as she bleed over her floor.

But then her wolf whimpered and pressed against her consciousness just before she blacked out.