Alpha Xander: His Contracted Luna

Xander phoned Manny that night. He made a stop at the ends woods till he heard water flowing. He stood at the banks and glared down at his reflection putting the phone to his left ear.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Meet me at the lake,” he ordered. “Eric taking charge.”

“Yes Alpha,” Manny said.

The leaves were rustling and the air was cold. Faint sounds were coming from a distance. Xander keened his senses and held on to the call.

“Any sign of her?” he asked.

“No Alpha,” Manny coughed. “Faye disappeared when we found the body.”

“How are you recovering?” Xander asked. He looked around when he heard a faint whistle in the trees.

“Sandra got me on some herbs but I’m good,” Manny said.

Xander covered the phone in his palms and crouched at the banks when the whistling was now audible with a sign of dialogue heard from the branches.

“Alpha?” Manny called through the phone.

Xander switched off the mobile and sneaked behind a boulder. Two men crawled down slowly from a tree and approached where he was.

They came from both sides. They looked behind the boulder and saw no sign of him.

“He was right here wasn’t he?” The tall rogue asked.

“No way in hell did he vanish,” the short rogue turned back to the lake till calm and serene.

A growl came from above. Xander jumped down from the top of the boulder slashing down the back of the short rogue. The other kicked Xander into the lake and leaped in after him. The short rogue tore his shirt and scowled in anger.

Xander sank deep into the lake patiently waiting for one of them to come down in the black water. He held on to a seaweed and knotted it around his arm. He was soon out of the air when one of the rogues swam in his direction.

He looked up and saw the other afloat and shirtless. He knew he had to hold out and take care of the latter. The tall rogue sent his fist across Xander’s face. Xander struggled and was out of the air, the bubbles came out of his mouth and she opened up his arms to swim up.

The rogue held one of his legs. Xander kicked down at his face several times till the rogue let go. His head came out of the water and a rock made a splash inches away from his head. The shirtless rogue was on the right bank throwing large rocks at Xander. It appears he wasn’t much of a swimmer and yielded to making attacks from land.

Xander swam very fast to the bank. He dodged all the attacks and kept an eye on the rogue swimming behind him. He got on land and stretched out his claws at the shirtless rogue. The rogue charged at him, Xander took him by the neck and squeezed tight, tied the seaweed around his neck, and snapped his neck to the side.

“Xander Marion,” the taller rogue walked up the bank pointing at Xander.

“Who sent you?” Xander grunted, dropping the body of the shirtless rogue.

His fingers were bloodied after digging it deep into the rogue’s neck. Snapping his neck alone wouldn’t do.

“Death calls for you,” the rogue snarled. “You are a traitor to your kind.”

Xander picked up a spike with his left hand and tossed it to the right. He set his mark and stood his ground for the rogue to make his first move.

“You killed one of mine,” Xander groaned. “And now you have the guts to make a threat to me!” he smacked his free arm on his chest and yelled.

The rogue ran to Xander with an open claw. Xander slid on the ground and knocked the rogue over his feet.

“The Delta pack will strike again,” the rogue packed dust in his fist and threw it at Xander’s face. He knocked the spike off his grip. Xander coughs out dust and guards his face with his arms as the rogue strikes his fists at him.

Xander’s arms bled out. He thought of Catherine, lying on the bed all alone in the dark. If he dies now by the hand of a rogue, it will all be for nothing, leaving Catherine to suffer at the hands of his enemies.

He held out the arms of the rogue and head-butted him.

“I’ll send Drew back your head,” he growled.

The spike was very close to him. The rogue aw it too and they both reached for it, which led them to push it away further into the sand.

They both rose to their feet and they heard wolves howling in the woods.

***THE MANOR***

The Alpha pack was outside the gates of the Manor. They circled a body bag. Eric in the middle held a torch in his hand, the fire on the wood spike was burning brightly. The betas and the deltas were saddened and struck with grief.

They had tied a pile of logs together to lift the body onto their backs. Eric pointed to Jamal and another Beta.

“You two, lift up the stock,” he ordered.

Jamal made no response, even when the other beta rushed to obey Eric’s command.

“What are you doing?” Joni whispered to Jamal. He had placed his hands on the wooden stock and expected Jamal to do the same.

Manny cut in and made the move for Jamal before Eric noticed his insolence. He was next to Sandra and came down to his knees to lift up the wooden stock. Joni didn’t make a fuss and complied.

“On two, let’s go,” Joni said. “One, two,” he and Manny lifted the wooden stock on their shoulders and Eric led the Alpha pack into the woods.

“We are heading to the lake down the cliff,” Eric said. “The Alpha is waiting.”

Faye walked out from the shadows. She tapped Eric lightly on the shoulder.

“I’ll be leading,” she smirked and slipped her hands off him.

“Luna? We have been out looking for you all night,” Eric breathed and handed her the torch.

She took it from him and moved it past Manny, almost burning through the side of his face. He flinched and maintained his hold on the wooden stock. He was hurt and depraved of many things. His time to strike was not now.

Sandra was confident in her stride. Her red hair matched the fierceness of the flames in the torch she raised high in the air. She stomped the ground to gain the attention of the pack, they listened to her call.

“The rouges are in our ranks and we have to be more alert than ever,” she looked back at the Alpha pack. “They took down one of us, so we will take down all of them. Yes, we will honor Jackson this night, but that won’t be the end for him. In our hearts and in our souls we will live to fight!” The Alpha pack was riled up and they jeered. They were motivated and their spirits were heightened by her words.

“To fight again and again, till we’ve wiped the rogues clean off the slate. The same goes for our enemies. So now let’s go to the lake and after we wage war!”

“You heard our Luna, let’s make it happen boys. Down to the lake!” Eric ordered.

He and Faye led the multitude into the woods. Sandra and Jamal had not been in contact since that night of their argument. She thought to say a few words to him.

“We need to talk,” Sandra tugged his arm.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Jamal shrugged.

“It affects us all,” she said concernedly. “If not now, it’ll be too late already.”

“Maybe it already is Sandra.’

“Jamal.”

Jamal hissed when Sandra made a glance at him. He receded into the crowd and walked slowly behind with a hood over his head.

The Alpha pack marched into the woods. Making their presence known with their howling and ferocious displays from the grounds to the trees.