In The End

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"Scream. This isn't a drill, it's an update guys. Don't forget to vote and comment, I really appreciate every single one oh um there might be some gloomy part in the A/N."

*Fans waves back happily*

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Bubbles finally gave in, because he has a soft spot for the boy. Alright Shane, after we're done handling this Rogue.

Shane held his school shirt, feeling nervous for his older brother. {What? A Rogue? What about Al? does this mean the other High Rank Rogues got pass him?} Bubbles was taken aback, the hound didn't know any of that problem.

What High Rank Rogues!? Don't tell me Al ordered them, is he completely insane!? Bubbles couldn't believe what he heard from The Younger Alpha, his human now became rather serious learning this. Al seriously hasn't changed.

Shane didn't know what to say, he can't lie to Bubbles.

{Wait, hold on---I!} Suddenly, A hand roughly covered his mouth and Shane tried to struggle himself free but the person held him firmly in their arms; It's Chase. He puts a index finger to his own lips, signalling The Younger Alpha to keep quiet. {Shhh...We've got company scouting outside, we need to hide somewhere.} Shane nodded obediently.

Shane looks to his left and sees Emmett is behind Chase.

Hurried footsteps were echoing outside the hallway and before the two could say anything, Shane grabs both of thier arms and drags them to the clinic's supply closet. He couldn't think of anywhere else to hide fast enough, Shane carefully shuts the door and all three of them were now jammed inside the small closet, with what little space they had Emmett was facing forward The Delta. His right cheek pressing Chase's chest, which was actually weaking the werewolf because of Emmett's Silver dog tag. But he bears the sting of his skin and numb feeling so that Shane won't have to. While The Younger Alpha supported The Delta's back, Dagger was slightly whimpering from being close to the Silver tag which made Chase almost lose his balance.

(I'm now honestly surprised how much difficulty Chase is taking for Emmett and Shane while denying being afraid. I wanna see how far I can go with Chase, until I break him.)

Emmett could sense the friction of Chase's leg rubbing in between his thighs, he cringe because as much as Emmett wants to make a loud outburst; he can't. Because it was Shane's idea to hide inside the supply closest. Speaking of him, The Younger Alpha suddenly looked down feeling pressure on his crotch, he blushes and internally screams, because their position together seems rather...scandalous.

Bodies warm and inviting.

Emmett also could imagine how this weird tight position would lead to so much unwanted misunderstandings if they're caught. The Human boy had no clue why they were hiding here in the first place, though he doesn't question Shane's fair judgment often. Meaning Emmett was right to think that there was something going on, but he couldn't focus on other things when he accidentally brushed one of Chase's hard pecks with his soft cheek. Emmett was burning up.

It was JUST an accident Emmett, hold it together! You didn't mean to feel up this perverted asshole's nipple! He tried convincing himself. Chase leaned downwards his head, he pressed his chin to Emmett's dark brown hair murmuring.

"Try that again, and I'll really suck ya off here midget."

The Younger Alpha heard this and felt flustered that Chase could be so open about such sexual advances to Emmett, Shane didn't notice he gripped Chase's shoulders roughly.

The Delta taps into Shane.

{Ahh~! HARDER Ah-Alpha Shane, please, I've been VERY naughty~} The Delta was distracting himself, all the while pretending that he wasn't affected by the seriousness of the situation.

Shane told himself.

Nooo, I'm too young and innocent for these things, well technically we're the same age but that's NOT the point. The Younger Alpha shook his head nervously. Restraining his shy arousal. (Pls. Send help for this Choco cinnamon roll.)

Shane was sweating buckets, feeling The Delta's ass rub on him more. {Please don't wiggle your behind on me further Chase, I'm not interested in guys that way. I've never even dated a girl before.} It wasn't helpful that Chase was good.

He's known as a pack slut for a reason.

Being a few inches taller than Chase, The Younger Alpha could smell The Delta's scarlet hair; autumn wilderness.

Then maybe all of you should have a threesome? Dagger suggested, containing his voice from sounding distorted.

It's like they were sandwiching Chase, who's versitel.

The sound of running foot falls was now nearer.

The Delta was really somewhat swaying about.

He grunts out his breathing; his head hurts.

Get it together Chase, just a little longer. Chase hears his wolf urging him to be alright, well. Dagger was...trying.

His body slumped as The Delta tries to hold out, if any of those guys found them Chase was going to up against his older brothers. Just like every damn time a hunt happens.

Chase thought to himself.

Fucking hell, Emmett's silver dog tag keeps weakening me, I don't think I can stand it much longer Dagger. The Delta whince, it hurts to be this close to anything silver being Chase isn't a first class Delta werewolf. He's more affected than he let's anyone believe, Chase doesn't want people to see him transparently for who and how he feels inside.

Then the supply closet door opened. "There you are!"

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"I'm not fond of repeating myself, I said; who are you?"

The silence dissatisfied him immensely.

"Are you deaf? I asked you a question cadet." Despite speaking in English this time around, the gigantic guy's thick Spanish accent was still noticeable within their charismatic deep voice. (If you simp for him already, you're weak, just like me lol and he's single everyone!)

Cyrus only glared back at this person holding him up; he's strong. It didn't make sense to him, how couldn't he have known that this was a guy beforehand. Cyrus never allowed his guard down. His arm was hurting as he tried struggling to break free, Cyrus then became more uncomfortable when his face was brought extremely close proximity to theirs.

Let go of me! I don't wanna talk to strangers! Cyrus thinks.

Weiler's own dark grey eyes meet Cyrus's cold onyx ones.

"Fine, then let's try something else." Weiler mused calmly.

He appeared stoic as stone, though Cyrus was already thinking on his feet. This dude is larger than me. His arms have a longer range and can punch me with ease, they seems to be alone. Because if he isn't, he should have called his back up buddies already. Cyrus gazed at him carefully.

He wanted to fight, wanted his space back, but most of all Cyrus wants to deny the urge and thrill of violence. You have to think Cyrus! You shouldn't give in, hold yourself back! Contain it! Control yourself. Think your way out.

That he did, directing his own anger onto something else.

Cyrus began strategically thinking. I can't go for his throat, I'd lose my connection with my arms to my body. I won't be able to block him AND protect myself if he starts punching me. I can go for his solar plexus, that'll work. Wait for it...

"You run, and if I catch you; you're finishe---" He gasped, the unexpected direct strike to his mid chest section had Weiler startled. Cyrus saw the wide opening and went for a head butt and knocked Weiler's chin then yanks his arm.

Deep inside Cyrus feels a wretched emotion; excitement.

He stumbled to the ground but quickly recovered, getting up and making a run for it. Cyrus isn't a coward, yet he certainly isn't naive, this person was seriously taller than himself. Just like Al and can surely hit heavier punches, if Cyrus let's that happen he's in big trouble. There's a huge difference in being a fighter and being a smart individual.

His boots squeaked against the wet titles attempting to get away, Cyrus didn't care if he seemed like a wuss to that guy, he can't afford to mess his clean record at Northwood.

With Al's incident, he could've explained himself to the principal but Cyrus wasn't going to risk squaring up to this stranger. He could put the whole blame on him, and with how his previous bullies managed to do just that to Cyrus, he isn't going for their bait. He also didn't want to find out what this person had in store for him if he was caught, Cyrus kept running.

Weiler felt his slick jawline, tracing with his thumb the fresh stream of blood pouring out of his busted up lip Weiler's long jet black wavy hair was disarray and messy. Some droplets of his own blood even got onto his Red dog tag too, Weiler and his wolf; Bubbles, were gobsmacked.

Bubbles coughs out. Akgh! I didn't see THAT coming. Shit Weiler, this one's clever. He must be a Young Rogue, his dog tag was masking his deathly smell. I don't understand WHY your mother took him in here. But we can't let him go, he's probably going to hurt other students. Weiler only looked onwards, his icy grey pupils locking onto Cyrus's back.

They changed into a jade colour.

"No he won't, I'm not going to permit another Young Rogue traitor to infiltrate this institution. I'm just giving him a fair head start, not necessary for you to fret Bubs."

Weiler brushed himself off casually and picks up the doll Katie lent them, he began strolling confidently in no hurry whatsoever. He's trained hard enough to even outrun the fastest in their pack, he smiled to himself really impressed with what just happened. Which for Weiler's case doesn't happen frequently, it takes something---someone special to peek his twisted interest. Bubbles reminded his human.

I'm just saying; be careful Weiler. We don't know exactly what we're up against. That Zeta could be dangerous too.

He nods. "In any case, I would agree about this new Zeta officer. He's experienced in combat, he knew I was a larger enemy and was quite sensible deciding even to hit me in the essential points; so he could escape. I'd like to see more too. I much prefer going against a strategist opponent, rather then some knucklehead imbecile."

Bubbles's sharpened teeth displayed; grinning. You're excited to catch and fight him? That's a fucking first ahaha.

Weiler lightly chuckled to himself. "Eagerly so, besides that...I---There's something...awfully familiar about that boy, I can't put my finger on it exactly." Bubbles snorted.

Save it for later, he's getting away.

He agreed. "Alright understood, we also still have other important matters to attend after this. Mainly; my idiot cousin." Weiler frowned. "The fool ordered High Rank Rogues to be brought here at Northwood High, of all places. He's endangering everyone I swear, Al is going to damn us all to hell with his careless irresponsibility. "

Lucas taps into mind link with him. {Hey Weiler, we didn't find Shane and our bratty brother at the clinic. We'll try scouting around they couldn't have gotten too far away.}

Bubbles spoke for his human. Knock yourselves out, but remember the new Zeta sector rank officer is OUR target.

{Yeah Yeah, I can't believe your mom actually let in a Young Rogue. Jessie wasn't kidding us.} Weiler knew what Lucas had to say next. {Do...You think they're responsible for the fucked up Rogue killings lately? Well I mean, that's why we suddenly came back, right? We also gotta report back to Head Luna about the corpses we found near Northwood.}

Weiler decided to speak for himself.

{Innocent until PROVEN guilty Lucas, I have my respective principals. Though whoever is behind this is a remarkable copycat. IF that's the truth, because I don't rule out that Al could be doing an excellent cover up for these murders.}

Weiler swiped off his long hair to the back. {We know Al's resentment for Rogues is relatively personal, do what you have to do already. Find Shane and your brother, guard them well.} He added. {But don't shift Lucas, I saw them earlier running with that small Silver human officier.} (Yup, that sick creep was Weiler looking at them very amused.)

{Roger that, Alpha Weiler} Lucas ends their mind link connection before he could react. Bubbles became moody.

They both dislike hearing that lie.

Weiler mumbles to himself. "Odio ese título repugnante"

(Spanish translation : I hate that disgusting title.)

Once he saw Cyrus reach the exit, heading out the school's fields running quicker than Weiler anticipated he decided to pick up his pace more, when from the corner of his vision Weiler suddenly gets thrown the opposite direction and slips into a downward slope far away from Cyrus now.

Cyrus on the other hand, kept heading into the woods.

Weiler's jade eyes matched golden one's, he smirked at Al. "Well, if it isn't my little black sheep cousin. Missed me?"

The Alpha scowled at him ferociously set to kill, his body conventing, nails growing sharper, teeth gritted tightly and although exhausted. He's ready to throw hands at Weiler for even going after what's his property and his only. Grim and Bubbles growling while snaring the other.

Both Alpha ranks determined to slay. A booming flash of thunder triggered them to charge fiercely at each other.

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Before Lucas, Tate and Izon separate ways for hunting. A strong scent made all three of them completely freeze in their tracks, the hairs on their necks spiked upwards as they heard rough breathing, then peered behind them.

A pissed off head principal was there.

"WHERE'S MY THREE OFFICERS!"

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"I was in town when the black out happened and I received a message from Ernie earlier, he asked me if I could pick up the electrician on my way back. That's why it took me long." Nurse Nick explained, still eyeing the three sector officiers. "So. What's your story?" He smiled knowingly at each of them. They all were sweaty and hot.

Nurse Nick seemed curious.

"Oh and don't get me wrong guys, if that's what you... teenagers are into these days just remember; safety first." He then pulled out from his drawer, some condoms and hands it to Shane. (Hear that? That's me laughing/crying)

"You're responsible enough sport." Nurse Nick said.

The Younger Alpha looked mortified and embarrassed beyond all this, Shane gently pushes away Nurse Nick's offered help though Chase tried grabbing the condoms to use later but got his hand swatted harshly by Emmett.

"You're mistaken Mr. Callahan, we...I, what you saw was just...a misleading coincidence and we really weren't doing anything practically weird in there. Honest." Emmett declared, then Nurse Nick simply pointed to his face.

"Then why so red Emmett?"

"I HAD A NOSEBLEED ALRIGHT!" All three of them looked towards him, slightly shocked. Emmett realized, he just unintentionally lost his cool and embarrassingly clears his throat. "I'm sorry...Mr. Callahan, I-I'll see myself out now."

He thought. God, that was really rude of me.

Emmett then turned to The Younger Alpha, his back straight and serious. "Officer Shane, may I be dismissed?"

He nodded and Emmett heads for the exit, Shane then lightly nuges Chase's back. "Go with Emmett, protect him. We still don't know yet if it's safe enough to go outside."

Chase whines. "But I'm suppo---"

"As your Alpha; it's an order." Shane pouts his lips and stares at The Delta. He looked more cute than anything.

He grumbles. "Fine, you're lucky Al is your older brother and my friend too." Shane just guided Chase to the door.

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"Hey! Wait up short stuff!" The Delta quickly adjusted his artificial right leg before quickly running after Emmett.

Outside the hallways Chase catches up with Emmett who pretends he didn't notice The Delta, keeping his features straight and even The Human marches returning to their dorm room buildings. Dagger's wolf sensors skyrocketed.

Chase, on your 9 o'clock! Dagger warned.

"Mrs. Harrison?" Emmett said rather surprised, Miranda glances at the two. More surprised seeing these officers.

"Prescott, Coleman. What---I thought I told you to stay inside the school's clinic." The Head Luna remembers, Emmett is just human and he didn't have pack mind link.

"Never mind, where's Shane?"

Chase was going to reply when he saw the pair of heads behind Miranda zoning in on him. It also caught Emmett's attention, seeing the identical twins staring at The Delta.

Both had short brown hair and aquamarine irises, though the one the left has his hair dyed ash blonde styled up and the one on the right was plain having his hair style down.

(These two are super cute, Tate is on the left Izon right)

Emmett spoke up instead. "Um...officier Shane was left behind ma'am. I think he should still be back there with Mr. Callahan, oh and he also picked up the electrician they should be fixing the tower already." Miranda sighs. "Good, that's one thing that's off my worries." A doornob jingles.

"Ughhh..." Rainier then walks out of a storage room, after shifting back into his normal human body, wobbling on. The twins drag him there after Lucas knocked Rainier out.

"WH-WHY IS OFFICER RAINIER BUTT NAKED!?" Chase then immediately shields Emmett's line of sight with his muscular body, before The Human glanced downwards.

Miranda then panics, how would she even explain this to the Silver officer. Rainier then came back to his senses, unaffected by being seen unclothed The Beta walks back into the storage room and yelled. "Goddammit Chase!"

"Prank! I got Rainier good this time." He laughs.

The Head Luna went with it. "Y-yeah, and your pranks are gonna cost a whole week's worth of toilet duty Coleman!"

{I don't really have to do that, right?} Chase asked.

Miranda responded to Chase. {You will, if we don't make this believable. Emmett can't know about us werewolves.}

{Don't worry Head Luna, we've sold this excuse millions of times already.} Emmett was just freaking out now. Tonight just wasn't making any sense, this had to be some dream.

"Emmett! You're alright!" Maylin goes for a bear hug and closely almost squeezed the life out of the poor human. He saw Chase from the left glaring at the older redhead guy with some freckles and the identical twins who walked in with Maylin and was speaking with Jessie in the corner.

(Lucas Nigel Coleman, the eldest of the four brothers)

Miranda looked at all of them. I need them all safe.

"Miss Xing, please take Mr. Prescott back to his room. He needs to rest with his injury." She ordered, Maylin replied.

"Sure, just gimme a sec." The Gamma then walked over to the storage closet door and knocked on it. She hands a bag for her naked step-brother, Rainier's hand snatchs the bag of clothes, then she remembered. "Wait! we still haven't seen neither Cyrus or Al. Where are they?" Maylin asked.

Miranda turned to Jessie, she answers. "Outside the fields, and Weiler's winning." the Head Luna commands. "All of you get your dorms. I'm dealing with them myself."

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"You're lucky I saw Lucas and the twins before he got to you, they were almost headed to my clinic when I stopped them. Of course, I scared them off using some Wolfsbane."

Shane had his head down and feeling insignificant again.

"if they had found us, they'd make us do laps around the lake for being caught in a hunt. It's Weiler's strict way of training us in case a pack of Rogues came hunting here." He fumbled with his fingers thinking about it. "My cousin is always worried, especially when Weiler isn't in school. Al doesn't really train the student body like a united pack."

Shane peeks at Nurse Nick behind his bushy hair.

"Sit down sport, those green eyes can only get you so far."

Nurse Nick then pulled out a small combination briefcase.

Doing as told, Shane sat down.

"I meant what I said Alpha Shane, you're responsible but are you sure this is what you really need? It's dangerous."

Shane meet Nurse Nick's gaze. "I don't have a choice."

They stayed quiet until Nurse Nick agreed. "Understood." He carefully punched in the combination and the case unlocked, in it was a single tiny bottle of bright purple pills. Shane's eyes took in the sight of his own medication.

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*FLASH BACK*

"That's no child you're housing, that's a DEMON!"

A woman pointed an accusing finger to a meeting room while she helped her injured husband to his feet, frankly this wasn't new to the other orphanage staff members. If anything, they were counting on the fit of rage from daring foster couple who came to meet Cyrus.

Denise tried to calm down the situation but the couple left immediately. She glanced back at the door and peering inside, it seemed a hurricane passed through.

She even saw blood splashed on the ceiling.

A couple of teeth laying on the floor.

Then, a broken soul collapsing.

Denise saw Cyrus was in a corner, huddling himself and seeing the broken wooden table and chairs. She wanted to rush over to him, and say it's wasn't that bad though there's no way she'd ever convince Cyrus.

With his knees pressed to his chest and head faced down Cyrus bit his lip, hating himself more than ever.

I can't---I'm not like that! That's not me, I don't want to hurt people anymore, I wanna change---I'm no demon!

He cried, shaking with anxiety and fear.

Cyrus reapeats inside his mind.

They're wrong! All of them!

I'm not a demon! I-I didn't mean for ANY of this to happen! I'm not some future criminal! They're wrong! Why does everyone keep provoking me!? WHY ME!?

*END OF FLASH BACK*

What if they were actually...right?

Everyone called him demon, in school, at the orphanage, and that nickname stuck with Cyrus for so, so long. Even before he was brought to the Hope orphanage foundation.

His dark hair and uniform was now soaked from the rain, but he ran all the way without looking back. Cyrus didn't want to explode losing his mind while fighting anyone.

He doesn't want to hurt people anymore.

Cyrus gazed down at his own hands, seeing the bruised bloody stained knuckles. He cranes his head up, blinking once, then twice, thrice focusing on a disfigured tree trunk.

His body began shaking violently. N-No, they're wrong.

Cyrus sank to his knees, and hugged himself tightly trying to calm down. His tears mixed in with the pouring rain.

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"HERE! SHOOT YOURSELVES FOR ALL I CARE!"

Miranda puts one loaded handgun for each of them. One for Weiler's hand and Al's, she glared at the two Alphas.

Both of them looked at each other, then at the guns.

"YOU'RE COUSINS! AND YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE LOVING FAMILY! BUT FUCK THAT! NOW SHOOT, I'M WAITING!"

The Head Luna was infuriated seeing them both out here beating the other up, she's surprised thier still breathing.

"WE DON'T GOT ALL NIGHT!" Saber eyed them seriously.

"He started it!" Al pointed towards Weiler.

Even though it was raining all three stood there.

Weiler narrowed his eyes, rather collected than angry.

"Me!? That's rich, I'm not the one who ordered High Rank Rouges to be brought here, that move was all yours Al. I don't have to tell any of you how irresponsible that was."

"They're all dead anyway! What does it matter!" Al balls his fist as his older cousin looked disgusted at him. Weiler can't stand Al's negligence and lack of remorse. "It matters Al! we could have gotten a real Rogue invasion tonight. Students---your future pack members could've gotten killed or worse, all because you were careless and arrogant."

Weiler unloaded the gun's bullets, ignoring the burn of Wolfsbane tranquillisers and threw the handgun to the ground."In fact, I don't need to deal with your behavior. I didn't came back to tell you how to handle yourself. You're seventeen already Al, start acting like a genuine Alpha."

Weiler sharply glanced at Miranda; bitter.

"If you need me, I'll be waiting in your office. I think I at least deserve an explanation of what's going on. Madre." With that Weiler left them, Miranda released a sigh then turned back to her nephew. "What are you still standing here for? Go bring back Cyrus, this storm is getting bad. And don't think your parents won't find out about this."

Al tsked. As if that's going to fucking change anything.

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How far off could he have gone? Al wonders.

Grim answers. I'm not sure Al but I think I smell his blood. The Alpha's eyebrows meet. You're not sure of yourself!?

Jesus fucking Christ Al! if you hadn't smoked earlier I would have my nose working right! But nooo, you just had to.

We should've ran after Cyrus instead of confronting Weiler. But YOU just had to convince me otherwise. Al counters.

I don't take shit from the likes of Bubbles. Grim bit.

He doesn't need Grims rambling right now, The Alpha tired his best sniffing around. Searching for Cyrus using the mate bond instead, to get a feeling of where he was.

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[A/N : I'm gonna hurt you all so bad with this one :3]

Al trekking forward followed the faint vibe of emotions.

The weak bond lead the blonde boy to a black haired one.

Cyrus was all alone, hunched over while crumbling apart.

The Alpha felt like his own heart was shredding in pieces. Al reached out for the black haired boy's shoulder. "C-----"

"Leave me a-alone, please. Go." Cyrus's voice was horse.

"No." Al asserted. "I can't do that to you Cyrus. You're..."

My Fluffy soul mate, my Rocky fated partner, my---

How dare you Al. Grim whispered. You're thinking Cyrus can replace Selena? A second soul mate can NEVER replace her. She and Aurora meant everything to me. Al shivered.

Just the thought of Selena sends Al into deep depression.

No that's not it---I wouldn't ever think that way Grim.

Screw you. Grim then made Al's hand grab Cyrus.

Thwak!

Cyrus seized then twisted Al's wrist into a new degree. His dark deleting iries full of sole despair captived The Alpha.

Cyrus glared at him, both distrot and homicidal looking.

And it pained Al greatly too. Yet Cyrus let's go.

Cyrus reminds himself.

I shouldn't take my anger out on him, Al has nothing to do with my personal issues. I'm just his "responsibility" anyway.

Al was like a deer in the headlights, he didn't even feel the bend of his right wrist just now. Cyrus walked passed him.

The Alpha yelled at his wolf.

You shouldn't have done that Grim! he's really sensitive! I don't understand you! He's OUR mate, can't you tell Cyrus has already gone through hell before meeting us. His body! Don't you recall the scars and silver bullet wounds!? Grim, stop pretending you don't care about Cyrus; I know you do.

Grim spat. That's where you're mistaken Al.

Thud!

The Alpha swung his head around, and saw Cyrus there collapsed on the ground unconscious. Grim felt instincts take control of him and had Al ran to the black haired boy.

"CYRUS! OH MOON GODDESS PLEASE NO!" Al panics.

His amber eyes reverted into gold as Grim takes over.

He's got a pulse, we need to get Cyrus back indoors Al.

The Alpha cradles Cyrus's limp body for a minute before Grim forced Al to lift him up, carrying Cyrus properly. He jogged back fast to campus being careful not to bump into anything, holding Cyrus like a fragile precious possession.

Al held him closer, scared of...what if Cyrus won't make it?

We're almost there Cyrus, s-stay with me. Don't go. Rocky...

He knows it's wrong but Al just couldn't help himself, The Alpha kissed the top of Cyrus's damped hair. He doesn't care if Grim will get mad about it later; Al just needed it.

The Alpha was barely keeping his sanity together, Al won't ever forgive himself if he lost his baby boy; Al will forever blame himself. Because he should have chosen Cyrus then, Al should have ran after him and made sure he's alright.

By the time they got back, the electricity was on again.

He storms Nurse Nick's office and shouted at the man to do something because Al was responsible for Cyrus's state, after a couple of minutes Nurse Nick called The Alpha in.

"He's fine Al, just a little exhausted doing workouts. All he needs is a good night's sleep and maybe some vitamins."

"Can he be transferred back to the dorms tonight?"

"I wouldn't recommend that." Nurse Nick was going to touch Cyrus to feel signs of fever, yet Grim snared at him.

Grim was seething at the man, using Al's mouth he urged. "We're taking Cyrus back tonight, he's our responsibility and don't you try to speak any of this to anyone. Especially to Saber and Miranda understand." The Wolf noticed the hesitation etched in Nurse Nick's features. Grim growled.

The Wolf yanks at his collar glaring. "Understand?"

"P-Perfectly." Al scooped up Cyrus's frame, and quietly got back to thier room. He delicately positioned the mute boy on his own bed, Al sat on the carpet looking worried at his baby boy. On normal circumstances Cyrus won't like any of this, and The Alpha knows he might not remember this.

Grim sighed, and ran his hand down Al's face. He was still using Al's body while taking care of Cyrus the whole time.

The Wolf took in the sight of this peculiar boy.

Grim could remember the damage that was on Cyrus's body, even the large XI scar across his chest. He could only imagine how excruciating it was for him, Grim wanted to hunt down whoever did that to Cyrus. Realisation hit him.

Grim sighed, and his predictor instincts kicks in.

I shouldn't be feeling like this, Cyrus isn't important to ME. What I WANT is more important than what Al FEELS, I...I can't fall in love with---with someone else. I don't need him, Al might have attachments for Cyrus but not me. I hate him.

Cyrus can't just come into OUR life and mess us up because of what Moon Goddess thinks is best for us; she's wrong. I don't need another second chance...or another soul mate. I just want to have a good fuck and murder Cyrus already.

Al is MINE, if I suffer from heartbrake then so will HE. We don't need Cyrus and his love. It's poisonous. I'm protecting Al from his own demise, MY needs are superior than Al's. I won't allow Cyrus to steal the control I have over Al's head.

Yet Grim forgot; the heart wants what it wants.

Cyrus whimpered in his sleep, catching The Wolf off his guard and immediately Grim felt the need to protect him, hoard Cyrus for himself and do everything for his Fluffy.

"N-nay." Cyrus murmured weakly. Al and Grim stills.

I'm gonna fucking slaughter whoever this person is.

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[A/N : Warning! some pretty morbid and fucked up shit on the way in this part! Gore and cannibalism as well

Important! every werewolf student has a dog tag that when they shift into a wolf, it resizes itself so they are always wearing it. It also has a tracking chip inside it.]

After The Head Luna explained Cyrus's unusual situation to Weiler. The young man gives her a autopsy case report.

"What makes this case different from the others Weiler."

Miranda and her son were inside her office, discussing the reason why he unexpectedly showed up to Northwood. It was because Weiler needed to report on a recent murder.

"Simple; the Rogue was pregnant when we got back the autopsy analysis of her corpse. Does that seem right for you? I did the liberty of checking Al's dog tag location on the night the victim was supposedly killed. The body had the same injuries like the previous ones, ones that only a member of the Nightwalker family can do. I checked and saw an Alpha tag was on the boundaries of the school's district. There's only three of us Alphas. What was Al doing there?" (Weiler is taking about the night on chapter 14)

Miranda couldn't digest the thought of a pregnant Rogue getting murdered, sure pay for her crime but leave the innocent baby alone. "What about...the Rogue's baby?"

Weiler glance down and says. "Half eaten to the waist."

Saber noticed the sick and dreadful emotions of Miranda, she rubbed her head then howled for the innocent puppy.

Bubbles joins in as Weiler only because more closed off.

Weiler investigates. "You're sure this Cyrus isn't the Rogue killer? He sure smells like it, and it's suspicious that this latest corpse was found the nearest at Northwood High grounds, compared to the last bodies. Just so when he happened to show up here days later. Coincidence much?"

Miranda waved her son off. "I checked his dog tag, Cyrus was in his dormitory that night. It couldn't have been---"

"Al? I mean it's expected, really." Weiler crossed his arms.

"I'm not pinning this all on my cousin without evidence, but I'm not also going to stick up for a monstrous killer if we get Al's DNA and a witness in the future." Weiler puts both hands on Miranda's desk. "The brutality of werewolf cannibalism runs in this family. And I don't seriously wish to be defending Al's innocence to the Regional Alpha's. We can't keep this ridiculous cover up forever; the truth will come out, justice will be served." Weiler's irises turn into jade as did Miranda's went gold."Or are you that desperate for peace you'll turn a blind eye at my cousin's ill actions."

Miranda couldn't look at Weiler directly.

He prepares to leave her office. "I'm going to be near the school grounds to handle this one, because humans will get involved in this case sooner than later. Me and Shane are the only two known Alphas that actually act like one."

Miranda remembered, what Al told Anselme during her 181th birthday party. When asked about the awful Rogue murders that's all pointing at him and his wolf Grim.

"No. I don't have anything to do with these murders...if I did, there wouldn't be any BODIES to be discovered."

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"Good night Katie, I'm sorry my Madre keeps you locked up in here." Weiler gives back the Lowella doll to her and Katie happily told him. "it's alright, I'll be sleeping for a while. At least we got to play again Weiler, Amy doesn't play with me anymore. She's always busy being the Head Luna." Weiler pats Katie's head. "People change; it's life."

Katie glanced at the huge male, he was definitely different.

"You've already changed too Weiler. But I know you still haven't forgotten about your true roots, and Selena too."

Weiler nodded. "Ella era como yo; una luchadora".

(Spanish Translation : "She was just like me; A fighter.")

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"You really shouldn't stay up so late." Weiler smiled at The Younger Alpha, who was taking pictures of his bonsai.

"I thought I'd see you before you leave again, your pack duties keep getting bigger...while I'm still like this; plain."

Weiler ruffled up Shane's brown hair. "You're alright just the way you are Shany, don't overthink too much and I'm gonna be stationing here for a while." Shane beamed at his older cousin excited. "Really!? That's awesome Weiler! We could hang out and visit the greenhouse together too."

He chuckled then yanwed loudly, taking off his leather jacket and shirt flopping on his bed. "Sounds wonderful Shany, though sleep is calling to me and I'm a hoe for it."

"Weiler, language! Right in front of my bonsai too."

Bubbles snickers. It's damn good to be home.

"Get some sleep already Shane. It's bad to skip it." Weiler kicks off his boots and pants sleeping with only boxers.

"Fine, I'm just gonna brush my teeth." Shane got inside thier bathroom, it's great Weiler is back now he won't feel too lonely in his own dorm, Shane then frowned, feeling something stuck between his teeth. The Younger Alpha picks at it and spits out a small piece of bone. "What the..."

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Lastly, Katie was sipping her milk, ready for bed and to slumber endlessly. Ernie already left when the moonlight shows the Last Celestial Oracle of what is to happen soon.

She foresaw a bleeding boy, and sad golden eyes.

"Goddess, why would Elyos choose a destiny so grim."

Katie then slept into her long comatose hibernation.

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Author's Note :

Hello my puppies, sorry if it took me a long while but I'm back. (hopefully for good but no promises) I'm still working hard and going through literal hell with my late grandmother's house being possibly sold. My parents have been fighting a lot recently because of the pressure and family drama issues (which is uncomfortably new to me) because they never did this before, it's nothing physical and or anything verbally abusive but it pains me greatly seeing them argue like this repetitively.

My grandmother. (On my mother's side) She meant a lot to me and it's gonna be emotionally hard if we lose the house she in trusted to us. My family is in debt, that's why I work harder taking double shifts to help my mother with finances.

I'm coping with my depression and extreme anxiety that I'm not stable enough to support my family for the future. It's fucking scary.

Well despite everything, I'm fine and I actually had a Christmas chapter special and New year's (for Shane's birthday. I even had doodles for a new year countdown.) but I've noticed, the specials are kinda taking up the original charm of the book away, so that'll be in the drafts department for the meanwhile.

I try my best to support both my parents because I love them dearly, but it really hurts when my mother said she thinks I don't have a future in writing. That it's a waste of time.

What little fragile confidence I have is compromised. I doubt I actually had any to begin with.

I try to understand her. She's stressed and lost her mother last year. But, I sometimes can't help thinking my mother is probably right.

I started this book out of grief.

I hate my own emotions, I hate myself a lot. I can't stand myself.

Writing is my...Therapy. Escape. Void. Where I can scream out my sorrows, because I was already nothing but a broken down walking disaster.

Yet.

My grandmother, would have wanted me to keep going and fighting, she had supported me before too. Fucking hell, she might rise from the grave just to slap me hard and tell me to get my godamn shit together.

So I will, after all.

She believed I was a fighter, even when I didn't see it in myself.

I loved you Grannie. And as for my mother, I love you too Mama.