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Lycus's pov

Rogues? My nostrils flared as I found it hard to pick up their scent, it was strange, "Handle it." I growled at the guard before me.

"We need your help Alpha." He looked pale with fear making me wonder if it was just rogues.

"I didn't train weaklings, handle it," I commanded again and just then a shrill cry pierced the air. I motioned for him to get up, "what is the state of things?"

"Two warriors down." He gulped.

"What do you mean down?" I asked with a quirked brow.

"Two warriors dead." He said and I leaped in the air immediately shifting into my black wolf giving Spyro control. From the corner of his eye, he could see other wolves doing the same and running towards the border.

"Why the fuck are there two people dead?" Spyro asked the guard who had come to relate the news, "Did my training impact you with nothing? These are pathetic rogues for Pete's sake."

"They are aided externally Alpha." He said and I could sense the scoundrels getting closer, their scent got stronger, "Their scent was masked so we didn't notice them on time."

He said nothing to him, increasing his speed he reached the border where other warriors stood waiting for my orders.

"How many are they?" Spyro asked them as they reassembled themselves.

"About fifty." Willow's wolf answered and he nodded at her, "Excluding the ones we just finished up."

"Good." He growled, "Attack, kill anyone in sight and leave just three alive for questioning." He instructed and with that, we all leaped into the forest frontiers and began to fight.

He tackled a wolf down biting at its neck, before lifting and throwing it aside. Blood dripped from his canines as he snarled at the wolves in front of him. He got hit by the side, claws slashing at his fur with the impact throwing him against a tree.

He quickly regained his stamina to find three wolves snarling at him and advancing cautiously. Spyro let out a terrifying growl before lunging at one of them, he bit at its leg forcing it to the ground.

what do you think they want? I asked him as he bit a chunk of meat from its victim's neck, And who do you think is backing them up?

What am I? A mind reader? He snorted at me before cornering a wolf and slashing his claws across its face.

I bit back my words not wanting to start an argument in the middle of a battle.

Soon bodies littered the forest area and the pungent smell of rotten blood clouded the air. Spyro trotted over to where Willow's wolf stood. She bowed her head in respect of sighting us.

"How many alive?" He asked her immediately.

"About four your highness." She replied still keeping her head bent.

"Keep them alive for questioning and I want them in the cells, separate cells." He instructed, "As for the bodies, you know what to do with them. I also want a list of families deceased from our side during the fight so I could pay a visit to them."

She nodded and he went off towards the pack house to prepare for the questioning.

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I winced as I wrapped the bandage around my torso. The wound from earlier on had cut deep and it wasn't healing faster as usual, because of the state of Nyx. Since she was weak and away from me it affected me also and I wondered how Spyro got to fight like he did today.

I finished dressing the wound and threw on a shirt before going outside the pack house to the dungeons.

I passed by several cells smirking as the prisoners cowered at the sight of me but my smirk fell when I passed by one particular cell, it was where Nyx had been and guilt gnawed at my heart. My steps took me further to the cells where hardened criminals were kept and I reached the place. Two guards stood by the iron door, they both bowed sensing my presence.

"Your highness." They greeted and I nodded in response.

"Where are the prisoners?" I asked them, "They are in there, I presume?"

"Yes, Alpha." One of the guards spoke, "But only one is alive."

I rushed to him pinning him to the wall, satisfaction curled in me as I watched him struggle to breathe, "I hate being disobeyed, there had better be a good explanation!" I barked in his face. The other guard was already shaking where he stood.

"Please let me go Alpha." He gasped for breath, "There is a good explanation, I promise."

I watched him slide down the wall immediately I released my hold on him, "Speak!"

"The others died immediately they were brought and only one stayed alive, I am sorry." I shook my head at his words and immediately teleported into the cell.

My presence startled the bloody-faced rogue as he jerked in his seat. His face was a mess and he looked weak with his torn clothes, "Your highness." He said with a tone of mockery, "Is your cursed mate dead yet?"

My fists met his face for an answer, "Speak up! Who sent you and what do you want?!"

"And what if I do not want to?"

"I see you want this the hard way." I walked over to a table with different torture equipment laid out on it. I picked up a silver knife before turning back to him. I slashed him in the thigh with the knife and he let out a howl of pain, I chuckled darkly at the blood gushing out of the wound, "So would you start talking?"

"We want the silver wolf." He spat and I stabbed him with the knife this time, "Just give her up and we won't cause any trouble." He said panting in pain.

"I am not giving you my mate!" I thundered punching him in the face. His head fell back at the force, "Who sent you?"

"That I can't tell you!" He said and he was me.

"I won't ask again, who sent you?!" I growled again as my patience was thinning.

"The one whom you think is loyal is your enemy and the one whom you think will never betray you will." He said to me while trying to cough, "That is all I can say."

"Tell me who fucking sent you?!" I yelled at him again but he remained mute. I let out a groan before taking the knife and running it around his neck killing him. I would have tortured him some more but I didn't have that time.

The knife dropped to the floor, I looked down to see blood stains on my white shirt. I mind-linked the warriors to come in and clean up the mess. I stood there watching them as they went about their business with the words of the rogue ringing in my ears, I couldn't just shake it off, I had to call a meeting with the elders.

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I was finding it hard to control my temper as I watched the elders bicker over the situation at hand and they all didn't fail to blame Nyx.

"As you can see." One of them stood up, "This mate of yours is causing havoc, we lost some men today, those men have families and mates!" I pinched the bridge of my nose, "I say hand her over to them and it will be better if she is killed."

At that moment I didn't care who he was or how important he was to the pack. I sprung across the table and tackled him to the floor. I had a death grip on his neck shutting out his breathing before extracting my paws and bringing them down on him.

The smell of blood was quick to fill the room and a strangled cry left him as he breathed his last.

I stood up and turned to face them breathing heavily, "Is there any other person who would like to decide the fate of my mate?" I asked cracking my neck.

They all stared at me with their faces plastered with horror. Their skins had gone white in fear even my mother seemed scared of me.

"When I meant no one is above my wrath, I meant no one!" I growled, the sound vibrating in the room sending chills down their spines, "Keep your opinions to yourself if you do not want to end up like him!" I send them a warning before storming out of the meeting hall and heading straight to where Nyx was.

"Get out!" I growled at the healers and medical practitioners in the room and they all scrambled at their feet racing straight out of the room. I went straight to Nyx's bed. I could feel my anger dissipating as I neared her. Her presence calmed me. I kneeled by the side of the Bed and took her hand in mine, the sparks I felt were dull but at least I felt something, there was hope.

I kissed it, the hand I held. Her face was beginning to have color and she looked angelic in her sleep or should I say a state of unconsciousness, "Love." I began trying hard not to cry, "It's been days without you and I am losing it." A dry chuckle left my lips.

"I miss you." I said and a tear dropped, "Amara misses you too and she keeps asking if you will be okay. Everyone who cares about you is mad at me. Spyro, my mother, willow and Andros. I wish you would wake up soon. I am sorry for what I did. This sounds stupid but I was scared. I was scared of what you made me feel and I had no choice but to push you away for the fear of getting hurt again." The tears were flowing now, "I am crying." I sniffed, "I never thought I will cry over anything but here I am crying over you."

I caressed her fingers, intertwining mine with them, her pale skin contrasted with my tanned tone, "I need you to be awake love." I said, "I am on a killing rampage, I can't control my temper and I am scared I will commit something horrible out of it, that is if I haven't already."

"I hope you wake up soon and I promise that if you do, I will show you how much you mean to me." I kissed her hand again, "Please…I am begging you, please wake up love."

My hand moved to her face brushing her hair aside, I dropped a kiss on her forehead, her nose, and then her lips. My lips moved against hers for a while and then I pulled back at a slight movement.

Widely opened frightened green eyes met my somewhat calm dark orbs and then a horrid clamor left her tampering with the stone deaf silence of the room.

Nyx was awake.

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