Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
Fiona took a deep breath.
“No matter what Selene chooses, Summer needs an Alpha,” she said. “That is something she simply cannot be.”
The man growled in response.
“Well, we don’t need an outsider!” he shouted, looking at Landon. “Go back to your rock!”
The group all turned their eyes on Landon and let out low growls.
Landon grinned back at them.
“Alpha Landon has his own pack!” Fiona growled back. “He doesn’t want to deal with you pathetic wolves!”
The group turned back toward Fiona, snarling and growling.
She sighed with irritation. She was tired of the fighting, tired of the whispers. Her heart ached with the loss of her son, but she had enough of all the childish selfishness around her.
“Yes, yes… sad, pathetic pups, clinging to an idea without merit…” she said through gritted teeth. “Turning on your own pack when you don’t get your way.”
Two of them shifted into their wolves, letting out angry growls and barks, baring their teeth at her.
“We are protecting our pack!” the man at the front shouted. “The Goddess is punishing us for allowing you to chase away the one that should be leading us! If you had let Selene be our Luna as was intended, the Goddess would have sent Alpha Alexander back to us! Everything would be fine now!”
Fiona clenched her jaw, her hands curled into tight fists. Landon stepped forward.
“Ridiculous, unfounded garbage!” Landon spat.
Landon.
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“I don’t care about your pack,” Landon growled. “But I will not allow you or any other to doubt Luna “You have no right to comment on our pack!” the man shouted angrily, pointing his hatchet toward Landon.
“I don’t care about your pack,” Landon growled. “But I will not allow you or any other to doubt Luna Fiona’s loyalty and commitment to her people!”
Fiona looked up at the man beside her. She knew he meant every word, and it touched her heart to hear it.
The man growled in frustration and looked back at the two that had already shifted.
“What are you waiting for?” he asked. “Get him!”
The two wolves sprung forward, snarling as they ran toward Fiona and Landon.
Landon stepped in front of Fiona, determined to keep her safe no matter who or how many came for them. He stared at the charging wolves and gathered his will.
The powers bestowed on the Alphas of Summer, Autumn, Spring, and Winter had never been shared among the smaller packs. They could not force a group to submit through some mystical bond with the Goddess. Instead, they relied on their own strengths and abilities, on their own strong wills.
Alpha Axel was strong and well-loved. His people were devoted, and even the wolves of other packs felt a certain devotion and loyalty for him. He also still possessed some gifts from his bloodline, an affinity for the cold. All of this made him a force to be reckoned with.
Landon had no such power, and though he was respected by his people and many others, he was not held with an affection that would classify him as well-loved.
But, he had the blood of the mountain in his veins. Jonas had trained him personally since he was a child. Silver and iron were his playthings, and physical pain was a soothing song that helped him sleep.
Landon didn’t need any help from the Goddess. His will was stronger than any other. His fierce determination and confidence radiated off him in an aura rivaling even Alexander’s.
He never wondered if he was faster, stronger, or a better fighter than any wolf he came up against. He knew he was.
And at his moment, he didn’t question whether the wolves that charged at him could somehow overtake him and hurt Fiona. He knew they wouldn’t.
Because he knew he wouldn’t allow them to.
Landon moved one foot forward. He let out a growl that was low and threatening.
The charging wolves stopped. They cried and whimpered, lowering their heads and ears. Landon snarled, and the two wolves cried out before running away.
Even Fiona felt the effects of Landon’s growl. She swallowed, as deep within her body and mind, the wolf in her longed to submit to him.
“Cowards!” the man leading the group shouted.
He looked back at the others and motioned for them to go forward. The remaining five men lifted their weapons and shouted as they ran toward Landon and Fiona.
Landon changed his position, preparing to fight.
He felt Fiona’s hand on his arm and looked back at her. She stared at the men coming toward them. There was a mixture of anger and concern in her expression.
“Remember,” she said. “They have lost their minds, but it is temporary. These are still my people.”
Landon touched her hand briefly.
“I won’t kill them,” he said, then turned back to the approaching enemy. He removed his hand from
hers and added. “As long as they don’t try to hurt you.”
“This is insane!” Clara shouted as she struggled with two others to hold the door closed.
On the other side of the door, three people shoved and pushed, growling and snarling as they desperately tried to open it.
“We need something to block the door!” Clara shouted. “We’ll never be able to keep them out ourselves!”
She looked around the room.
“What about this?” Nessa called to her, standing beside a bookcase. “We can knock it over and use it like a blockade.”
“It’s better than nothing,” Clara sighed, knowing it wasn’t heavy enough to keep the crazy ones out for long.
She looked back at the three people huddled together on the floor. Each of them had injuries that made it difficult for them to help hold the door shut.
“Sam!” she shouted.
The man who had an injury to his forearm looked back at her.
“I need you to take his spot,” she said, motioning to the soldier who stood beside her, helping to hold the door. “Just for like a minute while he helps Nessa push that over here.”
Sam nodded and took the soldier’s place at the door. He pushed his back against the door and grimaced as each time those outside shoved, he felt the pain in his arm.
The soldier hurried over to Nessa. Together, they knocked over the bookcase and shoved it toward the door. It took a few minutes to move it, and they almost lost control of the door in the transition, but Clara was quick to use one of the books to beat back the person who tried to break through.
Once the bookshelf was against the door, Sam moved back to rest. The soldier and the other woman who had held the door sat on the bookcase, adding their weight to keeping the door closed.
Nessa returned to setting up the laptop she carried with her.
“How does it look?” Clara asked. “Are you able to get back into the system?”
“It’s going to take a few minutes,” Nessa said, rapidly typing in numbers and letters. “It looks like they locked down the weapons systems, armory doors, and some of the monitoring tools. That combo creates a secondary lockout of many other systems, but it’s only a few layers of security. Not a full lockdown.”
“There was hardly anyone here. A lot of people didn’t show up for shift. I thought they were just running late,” Sam said.
Clara walked over to him.
“At the time, it was just me and Henry,” Sam said, motioning to the soldier at the door.
“I don’t really do any of that stuff,” he continued. “The computer stuff… My job is purely watching the monitors and reporting strange activity. So, I just know the basic system locks. I didn’t even know how to set off the alarms.”
Clara reached out and touched his shoulder with a gentle smile.
“You did a good job, Sam,” she said. “Locking the weapons and armory is great. If one of the loonies got in and had access to that, it wouldn’t be good… like it would be really bad… so, you did good.”
“Thanks,” Sam nodded.
When things went weird, Clara and Nessa hadn’t been far from the central command station. Nessa immediately got a notification when any system was altered or shut down. But before they reached the central command, they ran into shouts and fighting in the hallway.
They found two people on the ground. Standing over them in defense was a single soldier. He tried to shield them with his body while three men with batons beat his back repeatedly.
Neither Nessa nor Clara were fighters, but they knew how to protect themselves and others if necessary. They worked together to subdue the three men, then helped the others down the hall.
More shouting came from behind them, and they quickly made their way to central command. When they arrived, they found another soldier and Sam. But just as they made it in, the others caught up to them and tried to get inside.
“How did you know to lock the systems at all?” Clara asked Sam.
“Like I said, my job is watching the monitors and reporting anything strange,” he said. “I had already seen a lot of weird movements and gathering throughout the compound. But when Alpha Landon arrived, things got weirder. I told my supervisor that it seemed like something was going on. He told me to let him handle it, and then he left.”
Clara nodded.
“Makes sense so far, but where did your supervisor go? And how did your arm get hurt?” Clara asked. “And if he said he would handle it, why didn’t he lock out the system? Why did you have to do it?”
“Clarebear,” Nessa called without removing her eyes from her screen, “let him finish his story, and you might get all your answers.”
Clara’s face was flushed with a light pink.
“Sorry,” she said to Sam. “I can get a little ahead of myself.”
Sam chuckled.
“I know,” he said.
“Continue,” Clara said with a smile.
“So, when my supervisor left, it was just me and Henry. But I didn’t stop doing my job. I kept watching the monitors, and after a few minutes, I got really worried.”
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