The farmhouse should have been abandoned. It had been abandoned, up until a few months before. Even now, with the sun beginning to set, it seemed empty. But the group gathered downwind from the forgotten homestead knew better. Amaris was the only one of the wolves still in human form, translating for the humans accompanying them as the first scout returned.
"The Alpha and his Betas are in the house proper," she said in a low voice. "The kids are all Omegas by the sound of things - my uncle can take care of them without any bloodshed, but that means we won't have him to counter the rogue Alpha if he decides to try and dominate us."
"Dev and I are human," Rhys reminded her quietly. "He won't be dominating us." Dev nodded in agreement. Each man had brought their own weapon of choice. For Rhys, it was Caliburnus - the legendary Sword in the Stone, not to be confused with Excalibur, Arthur's sword, which was another sword entirely. Dev had brought a pair of handguns, loaded with silver bullets. If it had not been for the young ones, he might have chosen an assault rifle, but he didn't want to risk hitting the wrong target.
"I know," Amaris assured him. "We're all Betas here -" One of the wolves huffed out what might have been a laugh, but she ignored the interruption. "We have a close bond with our Alpha. That should be enough to keep him out of our minds."
"Maybe you should wait out here. We don't need the Alpha getting into your heads and fighting us, too," Rhys suggested. He was fairly confident that between them, he and Dev and the Alpha could take the pack down without help from the others.
The largest of the wolves nudged Amaris, and she turned to him, her brow furrowing as they communicated silently for a long moment. Then she rolled her eyes.
"All right," she said with a sigh, turning back to Dev and Rhys. "They'll subdue and control the kids. The three of us should be able to take on the five in the house."
"And your uncle?" Dev asked, wondering what he was going to do now that the other Betas had volunteered to take care of the kids. It had only been a few days since he'd tangled with the wolf outside at the daycare center, and had been surprised at how hard she'd been to kill. He wasn't looking forward to this fight, but he wasn't going to be left behind either.
"He's going to set himself up to challenge the Alpha, take him out as fast as possible," Amaris told him gravely. It was obvious that she was not happy about that, but it wasn't her decision to make. She glanced up at the sky, noting the sinking sun. "I should shift, if we're all clear on what's going on?"
"As clear as we're gonna get," Rhys said, one hand almost lovingly caressing the pommel of the sword that was strapped to his waist. Though he appeared like the epitome of calm, inside he was feeling the usual anxious jitters that always accompanied a hunt - the surge of adrenaline that would carry him through the battle.
"You two go through the front with the Alpha," she suggested, nodding to the largest of the wolves as he padded around to stand with the two humans. Heedless of her nudity, she stripped off her clothes as she spoke. "I'll go through the back and cut off any escape."
Dev was watching Amaris carefully, almost nervously, not because he was afraid for her or afraid what might happen when the fight started, but because he instinctively knew what she was about to do. He stepped in front of her to block the view of this woman he was growing to care for, but Rhys only flashed him an amused smile and turned his back so that she could strip in private.
Dev's care did not go unnoticed, earning him a smile and a gentle touch of her hand to his cheek before she stepped back. The shift was not as violent as he might have expected, but there are certain discomforts when it comes to seeing your lover's bone structure reorganise itself into that of an animal's. When she was done, the tawny colored wolf that was Amaris licked Dev's hand gently.
Dev was no stranger to the supernatural world. In fact, as a special agent with a branch of the FBI that handled such cases, none of this took him as a surprise. What did surprise him was how lovely the wolf was that was Amaris and how tame she seemed as she licked his hand. He smiled, realizing that even in wolf form, she recognized him and knew him.
The amber eyes that looked up at him seemed amused, a familiar humor often seen in her human eyes as she nudged him back toward her uncle and Rhys. The Alpha wolf made a soft sound, and all the wolves stood, tension suddenly there in their frames as they prepared to run to the farmhouse and barn. Surprise was their only real advantage in this today.
Rhys waited for the Alpha to give the signal before drawing the sword from the scabbard at his hip and moving forward with Dev and the Alpha toward the main door. He wasn't too worried about what awaited them, but he was a little worried about his friends.
In a burst of motion, the wolves were moving, loping down toward the farmstead in absolute silence. Amaris' wolf peeled away toward the back of the house as her uncle lengthened his stride, staying in range of the humans running with him. It was only a matter of seconds before they reached the house, and already the sounds of the younger rogues being cornered and subdued were making themselves known.
Rhys heard the sounds coming from the barn and knew the wolves were well on their way to subduing the younger rogues, but there was still the rogue alpha and other mature wolves to deal with. Rhys clenched his jaw in determination before lifting a booted foot to kick the door down.
Dev rolled his eyes at the hunter's less than subtle entrance before following him inside. So much for stealth.
What they found in there was a scene of disarray. Five figures in various states of shift, and one wolf, bristling and growling, yellow eyes fixed on the Alpha between the two men. Amaris' uncle didn't waste time on posturing - he leapt for the rogue Alpha, and a violent exchange of tooth and claw followed. The five others turned toward the humans at the door, malevolence shining in their eyes as they, too, shifted down to wolf.
Dev caught one wolf right between the eyes at it leaped toward him, firing a second shot just to make sure. Rhys didn't hesitate either, circling around to gain enough space so that he could wield the sword without getting in Dev or the Alpha's way. He, too, was aiming for the head, but so long as he made contact, it hardly mattered. The sword may not have been silver, but it was enchanted and he was sure it would draw blood. And he'd brought a handgun along as a backup, just in case that didn't work.
One down, four to go, and the Alphas still fighting ferociously, heedless of their surroundings. Two of the wolves closed in on Rhys, working together in their attack; the other two focused on Dev, circling, always moving, keeping him from getting a decent shot off. Then a tawny wolf burst from the back rooms and pounced on one of those two circling her lover, pinning him down and ripping out his throat with a vicious snarl before he could react.
"The Alpha and his Betas are in the house proper," she said in a low voice. "The kids are all Omegas by the sound of things - my uncle can take care of them without any bloodshed, but that means we won't have him to counter the rogue Alpha if he decides to try and dominate us."
"Dev and I are human," Rhys reminded her quietly. "He won't be dominating us." Dev nodded in agreement. Each man had brought their own weapon of choice. For Rhys, it was Caliburnus - the legendary Sword in the Stone, not to be confused with Excalibur, Arthur's sword, which was another sword entirely. Dev had brought a pair of handguns, loaded with silver bullets. If it had not been for the young ones, he might have chosen an assault rifle, but he didn't want to risk hitting the wrong target.
"I know," Amaris assured him. "We're all Betas here -" One of the wolves huffed out what might have been a laugh, but she ignored the interruption. "We have a close bond with our Alpha. That should be enough to keep him out of our minds."
"Maybe you should wait out here. We don't need the Alpha getting into your heads and fighting us, too," Rhys suggested. He was fairly confident that between them, he and Dev and the Alpha could take the pack down without help from the others.
The largest of the wolves nudged Amaris, and she turned to him, her brow furrowing as they communicated silently for a long moment. Then she rolled her eyes.
"All right," she said with a sigh, turning back to Dev and Rhys. "They'll subdue and control the kids. The three of us should be able to take on the five in the house."
"And your uncle?" Dev asked, wondering what he was going to do now that the other Betas had volunteered to take care of the kids. It had only been a few days since he'd tangled with the wolf outside at the daycare center, and had been surprised at how hard she'd been to kill. He wasn't looking forward to this fight, but he wasn't going to be left behind either.
"He's going to set himself up to challenge the Alpha, take him out as fast as possible," Amaris told him gravely. It was obvious that she was not happy about that, but it wasn't her decision to make. She glanced up at the sky, noting the sinking sun. "I should shift, if we're all clear on what's going on?"
"As clear as we're gonna get," Rhys said, one hand almost lovingly caressing the pommel of the sword that was strapped to his waist. Though he appeared like the epitome of calm, inside he was feeling the usual anxious jitters that always accompanied a hunt - the surge of adrenaline that would carry him through the battle.
"You two go through the front with the Alpha," she suggested, nodding to the largest of the wolves as he padded around to stand with the two humans. Heedless of her nudity, she stripped off her clothes as she spoke. "I'll go through the back and cut off any escape."
Dev was watching Amaris carefully, almost nervously, not because he was afraid for her or afraid what might happen when the fight started, but because he instinctively knew what she was about to do. He stepped in front of her to block the view of this woman he was growing to care for, but Rhys only flashed him an amused smile and turned his back so that she could strip in private.
Dev's care did not go unnoticed, earning him a smile and a gentle touch of her hand to his cheek before she stepped back. The shift was not as violent as he might have expected, but there are certain discomforts when it comes to seeing your lover's bone structure reorganise itself into that of an animal's. When she was done, the tawny colored wolf that was Amaris licked Dev's hand gently.
Dev was no stranger to the supernatural world. In fact, as a special agent with a branch of the FBI that handled such cases, none of this took him as a surprise. What did surprise him was how lovely the wolf was that was Amaris and how tame she seemed as she licked his hand. He smiled, realizing that even in wolf form, she recognized him and knew him.
The amber eyes that looked up at him seemed amused, a familiar humor often seen in her human eyes as she nudged him back toward her uncle and Rhys. The Alpha wolf made a soft sound, and all the wolves stood, tension suddenly there in their frames as they prepared to run to the farmhouse and barn. Surprise was their only real advantage in this today.
Rhys waited for the Alpha to give the signal before drawing the sword from the scabbard at his hip and moving forward with Dev and the Alpha toward the main door. He wasn't too worried about what awaited them, but he was a little worried about his friends.
In a burst of motion, the wolves were moving, loping down toward the farmstead in absolute silence. Amaris' wolf peeled away toward the back of the house as her uncle lengthened his stride, staying in range of the humans running with him. It was only a matter of seconds before they reached the house, and already the sounds of the younger rogues being cornered and subdued were making themselves known.
Rhys heard the sounds coming from the barn and knew the wolves were well on their way to subduing the younger rogues, but there was still the rogue alpha and other mature wolves to deal with. Rhys clenched his jaw in determination before lifting a booted foot to kick the door down.
Dev rolled his eyes at the hunter's less than subtle entrance before following him inside. So much for stealth.
What they found in there was a scene of disarray. Five figures in various states of shift, and one wolf, bristling and growling, yellow eyes fixed on the Alpha between the two men. Amaris' uncle didn't waste time on posturing - he leapt for the rogue Alpha, and a violent exchange of tooth and claw followed. The five others turned toward the humans at the door, malevolence shining in their eyes as they, too, shifted down to wolf.
Dev caught one wolf right between the eyes at it leaped toward him, firing a second shot just to make sure. Rhys didn't hesitate either, circling around to gain enough space so that he could wield the sword without getting in Dev or the Alpha's way. He, too, was aiming for the head, but so long as he made contact, it hardly mattered. The sword may not have been silver, but it was enchanted and he was sure it would draw blood. And he'd brought a handgun along as a backup, just in case that didn't work.
One down, four to go, and the Alphas still fighting ferociously, heedless of their surroundings. Two of the wolves closed in on Rhys, working together in their attack; the other two focused on Dev, circling, always moving, keeping him from getting a decent shot off. Then a tawny wolf burst from the back rooms and pounced on one of those two circling her lover, pinning him down and ripping out his throat with a vicious snarl before he could react.