Forbidden Mate, Bound by Fate

Chapter 7

ALPHA GRAY

As Beta Parker's warriors stepped out of the woods, their gazes snapped toward me with fierce intensity. My pack formed a protective barrier around me, their hackles raised in response to the perceived threat.

The air was thick with tension as the two groups faced off. Beta Parker's voice cut through the silence, his words laced with conviction and determination to win the incoming battle.

"We won't betray our Alpha's trust!" His loud voice rang throughout the forest.

His warriors growled in agreement, their eyes flashing with loyalty to their bastard Alpha. My pack responded in kind, their snarls and snaps filling the air as we stood our ground.

The standoff hung precariously in the balance, waiting to see which side would yield or if the situation would escalate into violence. I studied Beta Parker movements, searching for any sign of weakness or hesitation that could give me an advantage.

I connect with my warriors through the shared mind link that links us.

"Kill his warriors, but spare Beta Parker. I want him alive," I instructed in a serious tone.

My warriors acknowledged my orders, their responses echoing in our mind link like a chorus of affirmation.

"We will not kill Beta Parker, Alpha," they replied in unison.

With our plan set in motion, I watched as my warriors moved with deadly precision. We wanted to take down Beta Parker's allies with swift efficiency.

Snarls and ragged breathing filled the air as warriors on both sides prepared for battle.

Beta Parker stood strong and brave even though he and his warriors were now surrounded. His eyes were fixed on me with a mixture of anger and hate towards me and my pack guards.

I took a step closer to him. “Surrender yourself and your warrior, and I promise you, you will have a peaceful death, Beta.”

He looked at me with disgust. “Not a chance, Alpha!”

I smirked at him, giving him a hint of what would happen to him once I caught him alive.

"You're going to be a great gift to Alpha Devon, Parker!" I snarled, my voice raised in a dangerous growl. "A reminder of what happens when you cross me.”

Beta Parker's face twisted in anger, but he knew he would definitely lose the battle against me and my warriors. He was going to be my captive, a bargaining chip in my game of power and revenge. I would use him to get what I wanted, which is my grandfather's freedom.

"You can’t catch me, Alpha," he snarled, his voice dripping with venom. "I'll fight back with every ounce of strength I have, and my warriors will stand by me."

The air was full of tension as the two packs faced off. Then, without warning, my warriors launched a surprise attack, their jaws snapping wildly as they targeted Beta Parker's pack warriors.

The fight was intense, with both packs exchanging blows and biting deep into each other's flesh. My warriors were well-trained, but Beta Parker's pack was fiercely loyal and determined.

One of Beta Parker's warriors, a large gray wolf, launched himself at me. His jaws were wide open, saliva dripping, and his eyes were full of determination to kill me. I dodged to the side, avoiding the attack, and countered with a swift bite to the wolf's shoulder.

The gray wolf yelped in pain, stumbling backward as I pressed my advantage. But Beta Parker's other warriors rallied around him, fighting to protect their packmate.

The battle raged on, with neither side yielding. I knew I had to end it swiftly before my troops took heavy losses. I barked an order, and my forces surged forward, intensifying the assault on Beta Parker's pack.

In the chaos, Beta Parker himself was overpowered and subdued. His eyes flashing with anger and defiance as he realized the battle was lost.

Some of his warriors are still recovering from the surprise attack. They growled in agreement, their eyes flashing with determination. Despite being outnumbered, they refused to back down.

"Fight! No one will stop!" Parker declared, his chest heaving with anger. "If I die, continue the fight.”

“Most of your warriors are dying, Parker.” I looked at him with a hint of a dangerous smile.

Beta Parker growled loudly, “You may have won this battle, but you'll never win the war.”

I smiled, intrigued by Beta Parker's bravery. "We'll see about that," I said, my voice calm and confident.

I let my wolf, Dylan, emerge and take control. He burst forth in a blur of fur and fang. He was a force of nature—unstoppable and merciless.

Dylan tore through the warriors in front of Beta Parker, his jaws snapping wildly as he targeted anyone who dared to stand in his way. The warriors tried to defend themselves, but Dylan was too powerful, too brutal.

He ripped through them with ease, leaving a trail of injured and fallen wolves in his wake. Beta Parker's eyes widened in fear as Alpha Dylan closed in.

My eyes gleamed with fierce intensity as I watched Alpha Dylan assault. He was my instrument of war, my tool for asserting dominance. And he would stop at nothing to claim victory.

The battle was all but over, with most of Beta Parker's warriors lying lifeless on the ground. Only two remained, injured and bleeding, their eyes fixed on my wolf Dylan with a mix of fear and resignation.

In a flash, Dylan pounced, his sharp claws swiping through the air with deadly precision. He targeted the two remaining warriors, his jaws wide open as he prepared to deliver the killing blow.

With a swift and merciless motion, Dylan snapped his jaws shut around the first warrior's head and crushes it in an instant. The second warrior tried to scramble away, but my wolf was too fast, pinning him to the ground and ending his life with a swift bite to the neck.

Beta Parker's eyes were wide with shock and horror as he watched his last two warriors fall. He struggled against his restraints, but I held him firm, my grip unyielding.

The sound of Dylan's heavy breathing was the only noise in the sudden silence. His chest heaved with exertion as he stood over the bodies of the fallen warriors. Beta Parker's gaze was fixed on us. His glare was a mix of fear and hatred, burning in his eyes.

“Don't kill him, Dylan. We need him,” I commanded my Alpha wolf.

“I'll kill him, Gray! He's our enemy! He deserves to die!” my wolf angrily shouted in our mind.

I froze for an instant, mentally asserting control over my wolf with a sharp command, reining him in as his anger threatened to overwhelm him.

"Dylan, spare Parker. We need him alive,” I commanded.

Dylan's fierce gaze pinned Beta Parker, his instincts raging to finish him off. But at my command, he stepped back, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he reluctantly yielded.

Parker's chest heaved with relief as Dylan's jaws closed mere inches from his face. He knew he had been spared, at least for now.

I took control and faced the beta of my rival pack. “You're going to be very useful to us, Beta Parker. Very useful indeed.”

Now that I managed to catch him, I would use him as leverage to secure my grandfather's freedom from Alpha Devon.

Parker lay on the ground, his body battered and bleeding from the brutal attack. Dylan's ferocity had left him severely injured, and he struggled to draw breath.

My warriors encircled him, their eyes locked on Parker with fierce intensity as they prepared to unleash their wrath upon him. I gave a curt command, and one of them came with a silver collar.

"Shift!" I commanded Parker. He was too weak to fight me. Even his own wolf was intimidated by my power, so he transformed in front of all of us.

The collar was placed around Beta Parker's neck, its silver inhibiting his ability to shift and heal. He growled weakly, his eyes flashing with anger and resentment, but he was too injured to put up much of a fight.

With the silver collar in place, Beta Parker was effectively under our control. My warriors bound his wrists and ankles, securing him for the journey ahead.

I towered over him, my gaze icy and calculating. "Parker, you're a pawn in my game. Your value lies in your utility – don't forget that.”

I turned to my warriors and gave them instructions.

"Take him away. We'll prepare him for his new role as a gift to Alpha Devon," I ordered my warriors. “Keep him in the dungeon. Make sure he's kept under close guard."

“Yes, Alpha?” my warriors replied in unison.

They lifted Parker, his injured body sagging between them as they carried him away. The silver collar around his neck ensured he wouldn't be able to shift and escape.

As we left the border, I turned to my warrior leader, Ryker. "Guard the border closely. Alpha Devon will not take kindly to the loss of his warriors and pack members. We must be prepared for retaliation."

Ryker nodded, his expression grim. "We'll keep watch, Alpha. No one will breach our borders without a fight.”

With the border secure, we began our journey back to the pack house.

As we approached the pack house, my warriors parted to reveal the sprawling mansion. Parker was taken to the dungeon by my warriors, as I had previously instructed.

I watched them until they faded into the distance. My thoughts were already turning to the inevitable confrontation, knowing Alpha Devon would come for his beta and seek revenge for killing his warrior.

I would not give in to Alpha Devon's demands, not when it came to my Luna. She was mine to protect, mine to cherish.

The thought of trading her for my grandfather's freedom was unthinkable. No, I would use Beta Parker as the bargaining chip, not her.

The attack on Alpha Devon's warriors was a clear message, a warning of the danger that lay in underestimating me. I was not to be trifled with, and those who dared to threaten those I cared about would face the full force of my wrath.

Parker would be the key to securing my grandfather's freedom, and Alpha Devon would soon learn that dealing with me came with a high price. I would not back down, and I would not be intimidated. The game of power and strategy had begun, and I was ready to play.