Quadruplet Alphas And Their Lost Ice Princess
Chapter 46

Friday

Emerald’s POV:

Then all of a sudden, I saw warriors hauling into the cafe, and the speakers around the pack square were blaring for everyone to get to the nearest bunker. And that’s when all hell broke loose.

Women ran, and mothers clutched their children to their chests, running out. Mates helped their families escape the cafe and ran to the nearest bunker.

Suddenly, Hannah and I were surrounded by warriors encircling us, blocking our view of Ela and Leah. Hannah tried pushing the warriors aside in the hope of getting to Leah and Ela, but they didn’t budge. They wanted us to leave the cafe and return to the packhouse, but we kept denying leaving without Ela and Leah. The warriors repeated that the alphas and beta had given specific instructions to protect us both and no one else. They were acting like Ela and Leah were ready to kill us; what could two skinny she-wolves even do to us. On top of that, they knew they were our friends.

“Command them, Em; they’ll listen to you. You’re their future, Luna.” Said Hannah.

I doubt they would listen; no way in hell would they disobey direct orders from their alphas and beta, but I had to try. I needed Ela and Leah to come with us. But before I could say anything, I saw Eli and along with Axel running in and going straight for Leah and Ela. As soon as they reached both, Eli grabbed Leah and pushed her into his chest, and Axel took hold of Ela.

“Go! We got them.” Said Axel.

Conflicted, Hannah and I just gave a stiff nod, reluctant to let them go out alone, but these bulldog of wolves weren’t budging even the slightest bit.

“Please, Luna, it is not safe. There was a mass of rouges attacking our borders. Some have even crossed patrol and headed towards the town square. We must get you and the beta female to the packhouse bunker.” Pleaded one of the warriors.

Hannah and I had been so caught up with Ela and Leah, completely forgetting the pack had been ambushed. To say we were scared now would be underplaying it. Nodding our heads, as we held on to each other’s hand in a tight grip, we rushed out of the cafe, with guards covering all our sides. Out of everyone here, I was the only one who couldn’t shift; even Hannah could shift; I was a weakness for everyone around.

Since I didn’t have my wolf yet, my enhanced abilities had not kicked in either; we were running at a very slow rate. Everyone had to keep up with me and not leave me behind; anxiety was building in the pit of my stomach; what if I became the reason Hannah or one of the warriors got hurt. Pushing myself as fast as I could, I ran; I could feel my feet hurt. Hannah and I were both in sandals, dirt and pebbles pricking our feet; the only thing was that Hannah’s wounds were instantly healing because of her wolf, but mine were getting worse, making me slow down. Each step became torture, but I pushed the thought to the back of my head and concentrated on getting to the packhouse.

We were out of the town square now. The warriors were taking us through the forest: it was a shortcut to the packhouse. The alphas were at the broader fighting the rouges, but they kept checking in with the warriors and Hannah about our location. If they didn’t concentrate, they would end up getting hurt; this was a literal s**t show. Then all of a sudden, we were hit with a disgusting scent. Paws thundering on the ground were heard, coming closer and closer: rogues!

They were here! They caught up to us!

Suddenly, I heard bones crack around us; half of the warriors, including Hannah, had shifted in their wolves while I was thrown on someone’s shoulder. The moment the rogues jumped through the treeline, the shifted wolves attacked them, going straight for their neck. As I was hauled away with Hannah’s wolf and other wolves surrounded us.

As I looked back, there was b***d everywhere, and howls of pain and loss could be heard. The decaying smell of rouge mixed with the b***d of their own and our warriors filtered the surrounding air making me gag. I had never seen this much b***d in my life; hell, I had never seen such a gruesome scene before me as it faded from my view the farther we went.

Looking around from the warrior’s shoulder that I was barely hanging on, I could see three warriors in their human forms and three wolves, including Hannah’s wolf. I heard one of the warriors say they weren’t that far from the packhouse now, and he had mind-linked more warriors to guard the packhouse.

Goddess! Please just get there without any more casualties.

However, that wasn’t the case; out of nowhere, a swamp of rouges jumped us from both sides.

“HANNAH,” I yelled as I saw a black wolf tackle here to the ground.

All the warriors were now shifted except the one that was carrying me. I struggled in his hold, pushing and kicking him to let me go, but he didn’t budge as he tried to pass through the rouges in hopes of getting me to the packhouse.

“Let me go. Let me go. Hannah! Hannah needs help.” I yelled, tears blurring my vision

“I’m sorry, Luna, I have my orders. Our best warriors are surrounding the beta female. She will be alright. She is a great fighter.” Said the warrior.

No! No, no, no! I can’t leave her.

“I command you as your Luna; let me go this instant,” I screamed.

I felt him tense under me, but his grip didn’t budge. When I thought about biting his neck, suddenly we were tackled, the warrior lost his grip around me, and I went flying back, my back hitting the tree.

I screamed out in pain; I could tell I had cut myself. The smell of b***d was too strong. However, I broke out my thoughts when I saw Hannah’s wolf surrounded by two rouges. Standing up, as I felt my b***d drip down my back, biting the pain, I went towards Hannah. I had to help her; all the warriors were busy dealing with the rogues, and none of them were covering her.

My feet screamed to stop, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t leave Hannah. As I took a few steps in her direction, I was swept in a pair of arms. The foul scent didn’t take a genius to know it was a rouge. Kicking and clawing his back, I tried getting out of his grip, but all he did was tighten his grip around my waist.

“Let me go. The alphas won’t spare you if you do anything to me.” I screamed, kicking him.

I thought that would have him lose his grip so I could get out of it, but instead, his grip remained the same, and he laughed an evil laugh.

“Oh, sweetheart. Those alphas are too busy fighting off our men even to notice where their precious mate is. Plus, sweetheart, worry about yourself. You’ve got things to worry about.” He said

What did he mean by that?

Before I could ask what he meant, I was thrown to the ground, and the rouge stood a few feet away from me, hands crossed behind his back, neck bared.

What is the name of the goddess?

“My my, you’ve grown, my darling.” I heard a rough voice come from the treeline.

Whipping my head in the direction of the voice, I saw a man. He was tall, maybe six feet three, with black hair and brown eyes. However, he looked to maybe be in his thirties.

Who was he?

“Who are you?” I asked, trying to sit, but my battered back denied.

He chuckled, eyeing my body with a disgusting look.

“I see the twins and triplets haven’t told you who you are yet, or you would’ve known me. Pity, though they weren’t supposed to find out you were alive. You had to go and be mates with an alpha, didn’t you, sweetheart. Put a damper on the plan. But no worries, if not plan A, there’s always a plan B.” Said the mysterious man as he got closer to me and crouched down to my level.

Who I am?

What did he mean?

Were my feeling of being related to the twins and triplets right?

Looking around, I saw more rouge surrounding us. I felt helpless; I could feel the tears filling my eyes. I was in pain; I didn’t know how Hannah was or the quads. I was even worried about the triplets and twins, and now I was surrounded by rouges and, by the looks of it, a deranged wolf.

“Oh, sweetheart, don’t cry. I don’t want to be taking my bride in such a miserable state with me.” Said the guy as he cupped my cheek, wiping the tears that fell from my eye down my cheeks.

I flinched at his touch.

Bride?

Take me?

Wait, was the whole attack to kidnap me?

I slapped his hand away, crawling backward as much as possible, trying to get away. Seeing me move, fire blazed in the man’s eye, and he grabbed my throat, squeezing it.

“You will learn to behave, my little wolf.” He said, choking me as I grabbed his hands on my neck, trying to break free.

Seeing me struggle for a breath, he pushed me back, making me fall on my back, tears falling from my eyes from the pain and the feeling of helplessness encompassing me.

“Who are you?” I asked in a cracked voice.

The man smiled, but before he could tell me, a howl combined with a roar rang in the air. It was vicious, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up. That was no ordinary wolf, that was someone powerful, and the roar could only mean one thing: lycan.

The triplets and twins were coming!

Hearing this, the man straightened up; even the rogues surrounding us scrambled. The man looked at me once again.

“Guess your brothers are here, sweetheart. But don’t worry, you were destined to be mine, and nothing will stop that.” Said the man, and in the blink of an eye, he and the rogues were gone.

Brothers?

Did that mean either the twins or triplets were my brothers?

But how?

I was abandoned by the broader; if we were family, why was I here in Dark Strom and not with them. My head was getting dizzy, black spots appeared in front of my eyes, and my back and feet were still bleeding. The last thing I saw was an enormous grey wolf I’d ever seen break out of the treeline along with the tallest and buffest golden lycan I had ever cast my eyes on.