Alpha Dorian (Alpha Brothers Box Set) novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

And then all I could see was blood. I could hear people screaming and kids crying, while I stood there motionless with Alexander in my arms. Men were blubbering and choking as the ground became slimy with intestines. The ground was anointed with bowels. The petrifying stench of a thousand battles seemed to come from it.

"Sydney!" I heard Mrs. Grace and then the next second she was running towards me, not caring about her life.

"Come with me!" she breathed, totally breathless.

"No" I replied, my eyes trained on the fountains of blood emerging.

I could see people dying, people who had so much life in them, young girls who were yesterday dreaming about finding their mates and today I could see their lifeless bodies in front of me. Our soldiers dropped dead one after another like trees being uprooted in a massive tornado.

But this was enough, I couldn't let this happen, I couldn't let my mate fight alone and my pack fight alone because I was the sole reason for this war.

I gave Alexander to Mrs. Grace and ran, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me back to her.

She pointed towards a sword hanging on the wall and suddenly I remembered that this sword was the sword that had saved the pack during the last war. I remembered Marinda telling me that it was made of special silver, and once it touches the body of an Alpha it will destroy the whole pack.

My eyes were now focused on the sword, when I heard a familiar scream: Alyan.

And the next moment all I could see was Marinda's body lying on the ground, and Arnold on his knees, his hands tightly clutched to his chest, howling in agony.

No, this could not happen.

Marinda couldn't leave me!

I let out a blood curling scream, but my scream sounded soundless in front of the screams of the people who had lost their mates.

Alyan was howling loudly when suddenly I heard another scream. And the scream was too familiar. It was the scream of the person who sacrificed everything for me, it was the scream of the person who taught me to walk , it was the scream of the person whom I loved the most.

My mom had played the father and mother role in my life and now I was left as an orphan.

I saw the bastard strike my mom straight in the heart with his sword, and the next moment I saw Raymond striking his sword in that persons balls.

My mom was gone and so was my best friend. I would never see them again.

And the only reason was my dad, whose pack I was going to fucking destroy.

So without thinking of anything, I ran towards the sword and gripped it perfectly like I was made to fight.

And then I ran to find my dad. My filthy dad.

I ran and ran, punching and kicking people on the way with a sudden wave of anger rushing into my veins. And soon I found him with his back towards me, calmly watching the blood his pack created.

There was this new energy in me, combined with my anger and I knew I would only get inner peace when I killed him.

The smell of blood was fresh, so with my remaining strength I charged for him, only to be pulled back by strong hands.