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***Author's POV***

The assisting parties from the Red Moon Pack and The Crescent Moon Packs were perched deep within the woods. Their scents had been masked and their bodies were camouflaged amongst the dense trees that populated the forest. They were laying in wait. A predator carefully stalking it's prey.

The Blood Moon pack was carefully winding their night down. All borders had been secured, shifts had been changed and exhaustion had seeped into their weary forms. Like any other day, living the life of a rogue had brought its merciless torture, even if they were part of a pack. They were none the wiser to the hundreds of wolves who patiently awaited the battle they would begin and hopefully finish.

Alpha Landon was so high on the power he fed off of, he was oblivious to the minds of his members. As they were not a true pack, no internal communication was available between him and his pack members, no mind link was present. As the selfish man that he was, he took no pleasure in creating bonds between him and his members. He hastily went about each day nurturing his barbaric ideals, his distasteful practices were robotically played out.

Landon's lack of personal affect with his pack was always to his detriment. However, as with most selfish beings, he would not notice the flaw before the repercussions would bring themselves to light. Landon aimlessly wondered thru his days hashing out cruel punishments with promises of worse to come.

So, as night fell across the makeshift pride lands of the Blood Moon Pack, Landon tucked himself safely in his shack, laying with one of his pack member's mate. A simple price, in his opinion, for the assurance of being a part of his pack.

She laid beside him, thankful that tonight, she didn't endure anything too awful. Praying once again to the Moon Goddess, she laid still counting the hours until morning would come and she could return to her mate. A shitty life, but a life nonetheless.

Stillness swept across the fields of tents. Guards relaxed and fell to their secret slumbers, rogues rested their human forms and children breathed their small breaths, all awaiting the havoc that once again would ensue by sunrise.

Silently, the warriors waited for the perfect moment to unleash the hell they would surely bring.

Less than an hour from now, the scene would change and blood would paint the canvas of the moss that laid below the feet of the Crescent and Red Moon Packs. The red moisture would pour, taking with it the shackles of tyranny controlled by the demonic presence of Alpha Landon.

***Demetri's POV***

Staying silent while observing the scene before me turned out to be one hell of a trial. Anger claimed every vessel in my body. Disgust licked at my patience. The need for reform lit the fire needed to end this, quickly.

A portion of me, over the last few weeks, wavered in my willingness to blindly attack other's. That small shred of mercy had melted and left a hot licking flame of passion to do what I deem right over what seems fair. The peacekeeper in me was little more than a voice of conscience, the Alpha in me was seething to be sated.

I gave the order thru the pack link, signaling Alpha Collin to do the same. It was time to start this shit show.

We slid from our makeshift watchtowers and surrounded the territory of the Blood Moon Pack. Our graceful leaps, from the towering trees, made little noise as expected. So far, no one was privy to our presence.

Four teams of warriors found their targets, awaiting the green light to advance. Collin and I were discreetly hedging our steps towards the wooden shack of our own target.

The plan was to secure the women and children, kill the vile men who blindly trusted their leader, imprison those who could be reformed and kill the maggot known as Alpha Livingston. His name made Renzo anxious, his existence stirred the beast that resided in us.

Our final mission would hopefully lead us to L.

The sounds of crackling bones filled the night air, screams of pain bellowed thru the forest as our warriors moved swiftly thru their targets and extinguished the screams without pause.

The Elite Ladies could be seen escorting the women and children towards the fields that laid further out from the battle grounds. The look of relief that was mixed with terror on the small faces of the abused women left no room for doubt in my mind. We were doing what was just.

As expected, Landon stirred abruptly as the smell of rotted blood no doubt intruded his senses. Panic was not present, more like curiosity that painted upon his features. From his small window, we could easily witness his slow steps towards his door. Like the rat he was, he hid in the confines of his home.

The prisoner that occupied his bed demanded that we wait for him to exit the building. So we waited.

And waited!

"Some Alpha huh?" Collin whispered.

"A disgrace." I grimaced.

Lindsay's screech turned our heads in a moment of fear. It ripped thru the other sounds that saturated the war zone where we stilled.

"Efran, what the hell? Is Lindsay okay?" I barked thru the mind link.

"Sorry Alpha, this kid fucking latched onto my arm. All is good." Lindsay laughed.

Collin was stifling his chuckle as I relieved him of his momentary discomfort.

"If he doesn't come out soon, we will be forced to go in." Collin explained.

"Let's wait until the last of the survivors are accounted for. The less casualties the better." I confirmed.

So far, the warriors had demolished their targets and were currently sweeping the grounds for any stray opponents. We figured this wouldn't take too long. We were not disappointed. Rogues have a tendency to be predictable when caught off guard.

"Alpha, the prisoners aren't giving up the location of L." Alex informed.

"Keep trying." I gritted out.

"What's wrong?" Collin asked.

"They're not talking." I admitted.

"Might have to imprison the shit head." Collin rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same." I huffed.

Keeping this piece of trash around wouldn't be my first choice, but I refused to allow L to suffer from my impatience.

After the final sweeps had been completed we made the decision to advance on the man of the hour.

With Alex, Efran and Collin's Beta, Max, in tow we entered the dump considered a home by Landon.

His eyes were filled with several emotions.: curiosity, irritation and most prominent, recognition. Standing so close the false Alpha gave me the direct source of every feature that made Collin physically who he was. Aside from age, this man was the spitting image of the Alpha who had quickly gained his place as my friend, Collin.

"Who are you?" Landon spit.

"You're not in a position to be performing interrogations." Collin spoke with venom laced words.

"What position would that be?" Landon ground out.

"First, we will secure the lady in your bed." I announced.

"I see no lady, that's a whore." Landon smirked.

Renzo was begging and pleading to rip this fucker's throat out. I had half a mind to appease him.

No sooner than I had the thought, the sound of crunching bones sated my irritation.

Collin punched the shitbag, effectively reshaping his nose.

"Care to rephrase?" Collin ordered.

Max escorted the lady to the back door, into the waiting arms of the Elite Ladies. Leaving us to imprison the worthless filth that had his nose back in position.

"What did you do with my pack?" Landon yelled.

"You would know if you were a real Alpha." I seethed.

"The ones that matter are no longer your slaves." Efran bellowed.

"I will kill you all, you fucking brats." Landon roared.

"Now, now, no need for threats." Collin tsked.

"Shackle him." I ordered.

Landon's lack of manners was grating on my god damn nerves.

Alex subdued the bitch with a quick pinch to his pressure points, shackling his massive form with the silver induced manacles we provided.

Alex and Max dragged his knocked out body to a nearby tree and chained him to his new pillar.

Collin's Gamma, Jak, smacked Landon hard across the face, bringing him back to consciousness with a start.

Landon spit the pooled metallic blood onto the ground beside him as he smiled viciously at his attacker.

"What the fuck do you want from me?" He bellowed.

"L" Collin stated with crossed arms as he towered over his bound donor.

"Not happening." Landon laughed.

"Yes, the fuck it is." Collin promised.

"You have nothing to use as leverage." Landon deadpanned.

"Have it your way." Collin shrugged. His foot collided with Landon's face as his words came to a distinct close.

"You fucking asshole." Landon groaned.

"We got all day." I informed.

"What do you want with her?" He spit the word as if it was acid upon the flesh of his tongue.

"She's my mother, that you ripped from me." Collin screamed with a harsh blow to Landon's temple.

"She is a slut." Landon argued.

The shrill shriek leaving Landon's bruised face was enough to leave a smirk laying upon my own.

Efran was laughing quietly as he removed his foot from the twisted fingers of Landon's now deformed hand.

"You broke my fingers." Landon confirmed.

"All day." I repeated.

"Tell us where Lily is." Jak demanded as he held Landon by the jaw, his hand wrapped to the base of Landon's hair so tightly it would surely relieve itself of the roots.

"Hidden." Landon smirked.

"No shit Sherlock." Collin spat.

"Tell us now, or else." Max interrupted.

"Or else, what?" Landon laughed.

"Or we quit playing nice." Alex offered.

"You kids are insane." Landon huffed.

"Guess you will find out." I threatened.

With a wave of my disinterested hand, Efran called for Lindsay and Alisa to come thru the mind link.

I was happy to just kill the bastard. But, we really were on a rescue mission.

"You called, sexy?" Lindsay smiled sweetly as she bounced on her heels to peck Efran on the lips.

"How's your arm, monkey?" He asked while looking at the healing wound.

"Just a bite, almost healed." She soothed.

"That kid is gonna be fun." She giggled.

"Apparently, us kids are insane." Alex grinned at Alisa.

"Is that a fact?" Alisa countered cheekily.

"We thought you ladies could persuade our informant." Alex released.

"Sure, I got time." Alisa gleamed wickedly.

I wasn't sure what they were about to do, but the evil glint in their eyes made me excited to find out.

In all their beautiful glory, I watched the two female ranks as they introduced Landon to their methods of coercion. It was magnificent.

They unveiled a series of shiny objects, one at a time. Each ridiculously more torturous than the next.

I'm not a violent man, but considering the level of disdain we all felt for our captive, I could appreciate their skill.

Alisa and Lindsay continuously poked, prodded and sliced details out of Landon. His flesh carved into a masterpiece of flesh canvas.

My favorite method of demise was the wolfsbane salve they rubbed into each wound with a silver putty knife.

His burned flesh squelched with sizzling approval after each wound was inflicted.

We were lucky to have these gorgeous creatures as one of our own.

"Location." I demanded.

"Three miles north, in an underground cellar." Landon gritted thru the pain of Alisa's knife removing his fingernail.

I cringed thru the sight. She was a maniac.

"Landmarks." Alex demanded.

Landon squirmed delightfully as he endured the inflictions of persuasion delivered by his interrogators. The landmarks were whispered painfully thru each new assault.

When we were satisfied with the details, we left Collin to administer his sentence and headed out to find his birth mother.

"You guys are viscous." Efran grinned.

"We know." Lindsay smiled.

"Remind me to never piss you off." Alex beamed at Alisa.

"You could never." Alisa squealed within Alex arms as they kissed. Her body wrapped around his massive chest, legs hooked around his back.

"We could get there faster if you put her down." I laughed.

"Yeah, but nah." Efran laughed as Lindsay piggy backed upon his frame.

"You guys have mates?" I changed the subject, directing my questions towards Jak and Max.

"Yeah." They both grinned.

I noticed the smile they sent one another's way. But, they didn't bother to reveal.

"Wanna elaborate?" Efran questioned.

Their hands slipped into one another's and their fingers interlaced.

Jak lifted their hands in a duh moment.

Lindsay laughed and Alisa smiled proudly.

"We are mates." Max stated hesitantly.

"Were you afraid of our reaction?" Alex questioned.

"Yeah." Jak confirmed.

"For fuck sake! Kiss your god damned mate." I laughed.

With no further instruction, Jak leaped towards Max' awaiting arms and kissed him with fervor and passion. The sight making me miss Alivia.

They were adorable!

"We aren't judgmental." I explained.

"Love is stunning in every form." Efran cooed.

"Thanks guys!" Max appreciated.

We laughed with their relief.